Fortunately, Feng Sicheng has not been spoiled by Feng Yan's eldest son's temper, and he is polite to the servants at home. Even if he is ridiculed now, he is not angry.
His little head was drooped on the test paper, and he whispered: "Sister, but I really can't do it."
Feng Sicheng, who had good academic performance before, stopped focusing on his studies after his mother disappeared. During class, the teacher was giving lectures, and he would always slip away. Over time, he could no longer keep up with many things.
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His father is usually very busy. Even though he has tried his best to spend time with him and his sister, he still feels that his father is too busy.
I also hired a tutor, but Feng Sicheng just couldn't learn it well. I don't know whether it was because he really couldn't understand it or because he just didn't want to learn it.
On the other hand, my younger sister Feng Shiyan doesn't need her father to worry about her studies at all. She always ranks first in every exam and never ranks second.
Dad would sigh only when she was treating her great-grandmother.
My sister hates my great-grandmother very much, and sometimes she can’t even say a word. Not long ago, when my great-grandmother celebrated her birthday, he secretly helped prepare my sister’s gifts.
Whenever asked about the reason, my sister would say: "My great-grandfather was not good to my mother, and I don't like her."
Even though the little Feng Shiyan has understood things now, she still doesn't like her great-grandmother. If it weren't for her father to worry about something, Feng Shiyan might not have stayed here.
"I'll teach you." Ye Lai took the test paper.
When her mind faces those questions, the answers will appear in an instant, and the process is not obvious.
Even Ye Lai herself couldn't figure out why she could give the answer directly, but she still tried hard to catch the process that flashed in her mind.
Feng Sicheng tilted his head and listened.
His eyes fell on the servant sister's eyes. They were so close that he always felt as if he could see his mother.
My mother's eyes look similar to this sister's.
But Feng Sicheng knew that this person was not his mother, and his mother would not deny them.
Feng Yan did not disturb them and left the bedroom door silently.
The little girl Feng Shiyan twirled her prayer beads and sat listening to them correct the wrong questions on the test paper.
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In the living room.
"Son." Feng's mother had some gray hair, and she called her son over.
Feng Yan sat over and asked, "What's wrong, Mom?"
Feng's mother glanced in the direction of the second floor, "Mom thinks that the children are still too young and you are busy at work. Although mother can take care of your children, her companionship cannot be replaced by others. Mom is thinking about you.
Do you want……"
It's not that she has forgotten Ye Lai, it's just that she has never been found. To put it bluntly, she doesn't know whether she is dead or alive.
"Even if you don't love other women, at least there is a woman here, and the two children can get the company and care that come from motherhood. Can you understand what mom means?"
Feng Yan nodded, "I know, Mom."
In the past year, everyone around him has been trying to find another woman for him, consciously or unconsciously.
But where is Feng Yan who lacks women?
He just didn't want to, especially every time he saw his daughter's face, he couldn't forget Ye Lai.
Feng Yan always thought that no matter whether he was dead or alive, he would always see Ye Lai again, and even if he got divorced, he would have to make it clear.
"Mom, don't worry about this. What's more, I don't think I can find another person who can be truly kind to them both. No one owes anyone anything, so why should someone treat someone who is not my biological child wholeheartedly?"
"Lulu's personality is just like her mother's. She's very weird and can't get along with ordinary people. It's fine for me to take care of them by myself."
"Aren't you tired?" Feng's mother frowned.
Feng Yan admitted, "It's tiring. But watching them grow up day by day, I'm quite proud."
There were some things he couldn't say to his mother.
Maybe it's because of his father, or maybe it's the past with Ye Lai that he can't forget.
After spending those years with a person who was not a normal human being, many things were still fresh in his memory, and there was no way anyone else could replace them.
"She is so stupid that I will never forget her." Feng Yan murmured.
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On the second floor, the three people who had just reached the corner stopped.
To be precise, it was Feng Sicheng who pulled Ye Lai to a stop. The woman squatted down and asked in a low voice: "Is your mother a fool?"
"..."
"..."
It stands to reason that if anyone talks about their mother like that, the two children will definitely lose their temper.
Especially Feng Shiyan, she raised her head and was about to reprimand the servant, but when she met his eyes, Feng Shiyan stopped talking.
She said: "My mother is not a fool. She is just different from normal people."
Ye Lai blinked: "That doesn't mean the same thing?"
Feng Shiyan took a deep breath, and she moved the beads faster and faster: "You must not let my father hear what you said, he will beat you."
"He can't beat me."
Feng Sicheng almost choked.
Feng Shiyan tried her best to keep her smile: "Sister, how on earth were you recruited by the housekeeper? Didn't he even assess you?"
"No." Ye Lai said, "What are you testing me for?"
"Such as IQ or something."
Ye Lai smiled, "My IQ is definitely number one."
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Following the two young owners to the backyard, she watched them feeding several stray cats with cat food.
"Sister, do you like cats?"
"Ah, I think I raised it before. I don't remember if I like it or not."
"...Do you remember that this kind of thing still exists?" Feng Sicheng was stunned.
Feng Shiyan held the cat food, "Have you ever raised a cat?"
To be precise, Ye Lai's chip memory has long been confused. She may regard the things she has seen as her own memories, and she still cannot distinguish right from wrong.
"I remember a long time ago, a friend's cat was on the roof. It wanted to jump to another eaves, but it didn't seem to dare, so I wanted to help it. I picked it up and threw it over, but it didn't get up.
Throwing it up, it fell off the roof and vomited blood."
"It really scared me at the time." Ye Lai said vividly, and the two children listened attentively, squatting next to her and listening carefully.
"I was afraid that it would die, so I put it under the root of the tree, knelt down and kowtowed to it, begging it not to die."
"…………" The two dolls looked dumbfounded.
Feng Shiyan came to her senses first: "Then what? Is it dead?"
Ye Lai blinked and tried hard to use his brain to recall, but unfortunately, the confused memories were piece by piece and could not be connected normally.
"I do not remember."
Feng Shiyan frowned, her breath stuck in her throat, and she felt uncomfortable that her curiosity was not satisfied.
"Uncle?" Feng Sicheng saw someone at this time.
Several people followed and looked back.
I saw the man walking slowly, and the wind swept over him, making dandelions bloom.
Ye Lai stood up, always remembering that he was a servant, and bowed: "Hello, old sir."