Chapter 371
Si Nian rubbed her head and said, "Then if someone asks you if you can understand it in the future, what will you say?"
Yaoyao tilted her head, "I can't understand it, because Mommy says I'm still little. When I'm seven, I'll be able to understand it all."
Si Nian smiled and nodded: "So sensible. Mommy will make you something delicious."
Delayed by the Si family's matters, Si Nian hadn't even had time to cook before the children finished their classes.
Yaoyao didn't even play with the radio today. While Si Nian was busy in the kitchen, she sat on the sofa hugging her book to read.
However, she didn't know how to read many of the characters, frowning as she looked at them.
Previously, at Grandpa Jiang's house, whenever there was a character she didn't know, she would ask Grandpa Jiang, and Grandpa Jiang would teach her.
But Mommy was busy, and her brothers hadn't come back yet...
Just as she was feeling distressed, Second Child returned.
Before he even entered the door, his loud voice could already be heard: "Mommy, Mommy! I got 70.5 on my math test today."
Fang Bowen stood on the second floor. He was sick, so the school gave him time off, and he hadn't been to school for several days.
He heard Zhou Zehan's voice from afar.
He couldn't help but curl his lip. It's just seventy points, what's there to be happy about.
If he had only scored seventy points, he would have been beaten long ago.
Just as he was about to close the curtains, he saw Si Nian walk out.
Followed by her gentle voice, "Our Little Han is so amazing now. What do you want to eat tonight? Mommy will make it for you."
"Mommy, I want to eat braised pork!"
Fang Bowen couldn't bear to listen anymore and pulled the curtains shut.
While eating dinner that night, he still couldn't figure it out in his head.
Why did Teacher Si praise Zhou Zehan when he only scored 70 points?
Yet, if he scored even one point less, he would be punished by his mother.
Fang Bowen couldn't help but ask Fang Hui, "Mommy, if I scored seventy points, would you be angry?"
Fang Hui immediately slammed her chopsticks down with a smack. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you possibly score only seventy points? How could the son of Fang Hui get such a low score!"
Fang Bowen didn't dare to speak anymore.
He still didn't understand.
Why was it like this?
As soon as Si Nian went to the classroom the next day, she found a small figure standing at the door.
There was only one person this small in the genius class.
It was Fang Bowen.
"Bowen, you came to school. Are you feeling better?" Si Nian was his English teacher after all, so she couldn't pretend not to see him and greeted him.
Although Fang Bowen usually found the brothers unpleasing to the eye, he was very shy in front of Si Nian and gave a blushing "Mhm."
Because of Fang Hui, Si Nian hadn't interacted much with this child either.
At this moment, they were momentarily speechless.
But seeing that he looked like he had something on his mind, she asked, "What's wrong? Do you need me for something?"
Fang Bowen slowly nodded, and after a long while, he said, "Teacher Si... thank you."
Si Nian looked at him.
She saw him take another good while before saying, "Thank you for taking me to the hospital last time and saving me."
Seeing that he was quite polite, Si Nian's previous displeasure dissipated a bit. After all, the other party was still a child. Although she disliked Fang Hui, she wouldn't take her anger out on a child. She smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's what a teacher should do."
Fang Bowen stopped talking again.
Si Nian felt a bit of a headache. Seeing that class was about to start, she said, "If there's nothing else, the teacher will go to class first."
Fang Bowen bit his lip and gave a quiet "Mhm." Si Nian watched him twiddling his fingers, frowned, and turned around.
Having just taken a few steps, she heard Fang Bowen's weak voice behind her again: "Teacher Si, Zhou Zehan only scored seventy points. Why weren't you angry, and why did you even praise him?"
Si Nian was taken aback for a moment. She turned around, only to see Fang Bowen looking at her with a complicated expression.
She found it a bit baffling, thinking of the fact that Second Child had scored seventy points yesterday.
Could it be that Fang Bowen had seen it?
She paused, stood still, and then smiled, "Why do you ask?"
Fang Bowen's face was written all over with inner conflict: "I have never scored seventy points, because my mother says that anyone who scores below 95 is a poor student and is not worthy of praise. But Zhou Zehan only scored seventy points, and you rewarded him."
Si Nian generally understood why he was asking this question.
Thinking of Fang Hui's educational style, she furrowed her brows tightly, took two steps forward, and said, "Bowen, I don't know how your mother teaches you, and it's not my place to say much. But in my eyes, getting a hundred points isn't the most important thing; having tried your best is what truly matters."