Reaching The Age Of Thirty, My Income Randomly Doubled
/ Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled Chapter 547 – Chapter 547: Chapter 344: The Poetry
Chapter 547: Chapter 344: The Poetry-Writing An'an
Chen Pingsheng went to look for his wife.
Song Yanxi had been doing postpartum recovery exercises every day, mainly aiming to recover her figure quickly!
Women tend to gain weight for a while after giving birth; some recover quickly while others do not.
His wife was clearly of the fast-recovering type, after all, having a nutritionist and a personal trainer was standard for her.
Everything was for her to return to her best condition in three months.
The three little ones at home are each doing their own thing right now, it will surely be less lively once they start going to school.
August passed by quickly, in a blink, it's the back-to-school season of September.
Not only the spoiled brat, but Er Piya also had to go to school.
Her mom specifically chose the best kindergarten nearby for her, that even if they don't drive, it's just over a ten-minute walk.
Nowadays, those elite kindergartens also require some connections to get in.
Parents are all trying their best to queue up and such.
Er Piya, of course, didn't need to do that. She went straight in.
It was still her sister An'an who went with Chen Pingsheng to drop her off, the kindergarten teacher was young.
Around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, also pretty good-looking.
Er Ya mustered her courage and after pumping herself up, turned and went off to her own kindergarten class.
Inside, the kids were all young–those as small as her were just over three years old, and the oldest ones barely under five.
All of them children of wealthy families, each quite polite.
Er Piya, because she was going to the small class, could not participate in her sister An'an's school opening ceremony.
Chen Pingsheng accompanied Chen An'an together.
They even ran into her best playmates Zi and Xiaomi when entering the school, both whom hadn't changed much over the summer break.
Seems like they've just grown a little taller, and they too came with their parents.
Chen An'an mysteriously insisted on waiting until after the school opening ceremony before letting him leave.
Chen Pingsheng initially thought something was wrong, but it turned out she wrote a thousand-word essay titled “My Dad” during the summer.
The opening sentence was: “My dad may not be the handsomest, but he is the most charming father in the world.”
The rest went on and on, mainly recounting her experiences over the summer.
A period in the urban village made her realize corporate responsibilities.
It also made her acutely aware that many people are still struggling to survive at the bottom.
Those people may never have a five-star hotel's breakfast or afford imported milk and red wine.
But they're able to see the earliest sunrise and linger under the latest city streetlights at night.
Not to say that it shouldn't be said, but her little essay was quite well-written.
Many parents in the audience knew she was called Chen An'an and that her father was Chen Pingsheng.
A top businessman from Magic City and a renowned figure in the business community.
People generally don't know how such a mogul would educate his daughter, yet his methods turned out to be so unique.
Rich with special significance.
After Chen An'an finished her essay, the teacher took the opportunity to invite Chen Pingsheng on stage.
Mainly to share his educational philosophy.
Chen Pingsheng then shared a point that the rich enjoy the best resources in society.
And their growth is also accompanied by various types of education.
In terms of broadening their horizons and worldviews, they naturally have much more advantages compared to an average rural child.
But as a result, they can become detached from reality.
Which is to chase illusion rather than practicality, even to the point of “Why not eat mincemeat?”.
What Chen Pingsheng cares about the most is that the children must grow up with correct principles and values.
And also to clearly understand that living is not an easy thing.
Don't look down on those who strive hard just because of your own material conditions.
He only made a few brief remarks, without trying to steal the spotlight.
Even when the host invited him repeatedly, he wouldn't say too much.
Children who are able to attend Magic City International School, their parents are at least from high-income families.
Everybody knows the principle, the key is how parents set an example.
Chen An'an seemed particularly happy; she even slimmed down a bit over the two-month summer vacation.
Perhaps by the time she reaches junior high, she will start to truly stand tall and graceful.
As her father, he was quite looking forward to that day.
When it was four in the afternoon, Pingsheng went to pick up Er Ya from school as the driver himself.
Seeing her looking gloomy, Pingsheng asked her, “Er Ya, you look unhappy, did anyone in class bully you?”
“Definitely not.”
How could she possibly be bullied? Aside from her sister, no one could suppress her.
Er Ya said in confusion, “Today the teacher did a spot check on stage, she said to test our basic skills and pre-school education, so I recited over a dozen poems from the 'Three Hundred Tang Poems', but she wouldn't let me finish.”
“Oh… that's probably because she thinks you're too smart!”
“I can't be, An'an said that she could recite the multiplication tables backward at the age of one, could do Praying Mantis Fist at two, and started being creative at three. How am I smart…”
Poor little thing, obviously hoodwinked by her sister.
“What creation can your sister do? What did she create?”
“Of course, it's poetry that dazzles through the ages.”
Er Piya recited her sister's famous creation in all seriousness, “Drinking too much water at night, we go to pee together, you peed a hole, I peed a line.
“My sister is so talented, she could come up with such an awesome pee poem, Dad, am I too dumb?”
Pingsheng's neck stiffened with nowhere to stretch, it was a good thing the spoiled brat wasn't by their side.
Otherwise, he'd probably get smacked a couple of times.
“It's your sister talking nonsense.”
Er Ya still blindly admired her academically poor sister.
Pingsheng thought about it and decided that Little Third needed to be kept away from her bio sister.
The spoiled brat wasn't good at academics, but was absolutely a pro at bamboozling kids.
She seems to have some innate social talents, but if this continues, Er Ya and Little Third will sooner or later be hoodwinked by her.
Chen An'an's classes definitely end later than Er Ya's, one at four and the other at four-thirty.
She's the star student of this school, almost all students know her.
The younger ones call her An'an, while her classmates call her Big Sister An'an.
She will never experience school bullying; she's the type we're talking about.
Bully me, and three swift hits will send you packing back to your mother's house.
Chen An'an felt proud, she thought the little essay she wrote today was unprecedented and unparalleled, if not earth-shatteringly emotional.
Simply wow.
Little did she know as soon as she got in the car, her Dad hit her with a heavy blow.
He recited a couple of lines of the pee poem she made up.
“Chen An'an, you're something else, you can even bamboozle your sister to this extent, should I invite some literary figures to elevate your pee and poop poetry to the same stature as Li Bai from the Tang Dynasty?”
Chen An'an didn't doubt for a moment that her Dad had the ability to do so.
Literati definitely have integrity, they wouldn't bow for five bushels of rice; that much was clear.
With her Dad's involvement, it would be easy to rally dozens or even hundreds of literary dignitaries.
They would praise her pee poetry from a literary perspective with no dead angle in 360 degrees.
“Dad, I was just joking with my sister, let's not take it seriously, not seriously!”
Chen An'an smiled awkwardly.
Pingsheng would reeducate her when they got home, for now, he held himself back.
Chapter end
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