Chapter 1641: The kid outside of the genius

Chapter 1641
It is really strange tonight that Kang Kang, who has never been talkative, said a long list of words!
Fu Ancheng and Tang Zixuan couldn't help but stare at each other.
Tang Ziyu gave Fu Ancheng a wink and motioned to him to answer the conversation quickly and not to be cold.
Fu Ancheng understood, and nodded frequently, "My son is right, I will remember, wash your face and hands as soon as you go home, eh!"
After finishing speaking, he put down Kangkang, happily went upstairs to the master bedroom to wash, changed into a clean house clothes and went downstairs again.
Tang Ziwan has set the table with Kang Kang, just waiting for him to come and eat together.
"You haven't eaten? Waiting for me hungry?" Fu Ancheng glanced at Tang Zixuan disapprovingly, "Tell you not to wait."
"My chef will taste it first when he cooks. I'm really hungry and can I bear it?" Tang Ziwan rolled his eyes and said.
"Mom let me taste it too." Kang Kang confessed honestly.
This parent-child interaction seems to have worked well. Kangkang understood how to talk to them, and Fu Ancheng took the opportunity to tease his son to say more, "Son, since you have tried the taste, please recommend it to me. Which dish is better? "This is delicious." Kang Kang pointed at the plate of braised prawns.
"Do you think I would like to eat this?" Fu Ancheng asked again.
This last question made Kangkang embarrassed, "Dad, I don't know if you like shrimp."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know, you will notice the people around you in the future, and you will know if you care about them." Tang Ziwan guided his son carefully.
"Oh, I will." Kang Kang nodded obediently.
"Of course I like to eat shrimps, here, I'll peel one for your mother first... and this one for you..." Fu Ancheng smiled and started peeling one shrimp after another, and gave them to his wife and son one by one.
"Then I will try to peel it to my mom and dad." Kang Kang acted like Fu Ancheng.
"My son is so good, um, it's very delicious." Tang Ziyu was full of joy.
After a family of three happily finished their meal, Tang Zixuan went to the kitchen to prepare a fruit bowl for digestion.
Only Fu Ancheng and Kangkang remained in the living room.
"Son, I want to tell you something." Fu Ancheng gave a formal opening remark.
"Huh?" Kang Kangding looked at him.
"After lunch today, your mother and female colleague went to see the art exhibition. I met an old friend of mine. She scolded your mother for smashing her place and said a lot of ugly things." Fu Ancheng tried to speak in simple and understandable words. The son explained what happened.
"How could your old friend be like this?" Kang Kang asked angrily.
Fu Ancheng continued in a deep voice, "Yes, I didn't expect such a thing to happen, so I was asked to investigate it. This is a conspiracy. Someone wanted to deliberately punish me and your mother, so I sent this incident. On the Internet, everyone knows."
"What should we do then? Should we explain clearly?" Kang Kang asked nervously again.
"Explanation and clarification are necessary, but not at this time. I have discussed with your mother, Uncle Su and Uncle Lou. I want to use the calculations, follow the vines, and pull them out, so as not to have another right and wrong." Fu Ancheng said solemnly. .
"Oh, it would be nice to have Uncle Su and Uncle Lou to help you and your mother." In Kang Kang's heart, Su Teng and Lou Tianxiang are both trustworthy people.
"Yeah, Kangkang is now an adult and should be sensible. So my father will tell you everything about what happened, so that you have to be calm when you encounter someone who maliciously scolds you and makes fun of you with this matter. Don't be impatient." Fu Ancheng taught his son in earnest.
"Then some classmates came to ask me, should I explain to them?" Kang Kang touched his head.
"You can explain, as for whether they can listen to them, let's not force them, and don't care about them, because they will know the truth in the future, do you understand? That's what the clear people mean." Fu Ancheng loves it. He stroked the back of his son's head and asked him to bear this at a young age. It's all incompetent as a father.
Kangkang thought for a while and said with determination, "Understood, I won't fight with them, don't fight with them, don't worry." Because the last time he saw Tang Zixuan go to school to help him, it almost caused a tragedy. That scene is really unforgettable.
"Smart kids can get it right at one point. We can't just rely on our fists for everything!" Fu Ancheng pointed to his brain, "But if the other party can't make sense and insists on competing with you with fists, then you can't be afraid. Just call it back!"
"I see, I see!" Kangkang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Tang Ziwan had always paid attention to the conversation between the two father and son in the living room, and she had to look at Fu Ancheng with admiration.
Cut the fruit quickly and put it on the plate, she shouted, "Who will help me get the fruit plate out?"
"Me! Me!" Kang Kang volunteered in a hurry, and was the first to come in to help.
"Be careful, hold it steady." Tang Ziyu exclaimed.
"Don't worry, I will do it well." Kangkang should be refreshed and did it cleanly.
He took the fruit plate and put it on the coffee table. He also knew how to greet his parents first, "Dad, here is a piece of pitaya for you, mom, you eat cantaloupe."
"Why did Kang Kang give me dragon fruit?" Fu Ancheng asked curiously.
"I changed to a new tablemate. He is a silly old man who nags with me, saying that his father is a company executive and he suffers from hemorrhoids and constipation all day long while sitting at office. It is said that water dragon fruit Qingsu can purify the intestines. I think my father always sits and approves documents. It should be correct to eat this." Kangkang opened the chat box and couldn't stop it.
It seems that there is a story about being at the same table with tuberculosis is indeed very influential and can play a subtle role!
Fu Ancheng and Tang Ziwan smiled and exchanged glances...
In the wee hours of the morning, Ji Wuming was helped by two of his men into the door.
Tonight socializing with customers, smoking and drinking, and supper straight down the night supper, really tossed him, but he couldn't resist, so he had to endure it.
Zhu Kexin, who couldn't sleep, heard the sound and went downstairs to check.
"Madam." The two men helped Ji Wuming to take a seat on the other side of the sofa, saluted Zhu Kexin, and exited the door.
"You, why haven't you slept yet?" Ji Wuming asked with tongue out.
"Because you haven't come back yet." Zhu Kexin frowned and said again, "I will help you up."
"Hehe, do you miss me?" Ji Wuming smiled and opened his arms.
"Who missed you!" Zhu Kexin glanced at him, denied it, but walked over to support him.
Ji Wuming was not drunk to the point that he could not walk at all, but he deliberately leaned his heavy body against her.
So Zhu Kexin was struggling to help him, and slowly walked upstairs step by step.
Finally on the floor, Zhu Kexin took him back to his room, but Ji Wuming pointed to her room and said, "I don't want to sleep alone tonight, go to your place."