Paternity

Chapter 162

"dad!"

Su Pengfei did not know how many thoughts the person in front of him was thinking, so he naturally took the table, chair, and stool in his hand, opened and placed it, ready to start eating.

Su Aobai took a deep breath, calmed down, and sat down, then opened the thermal bag and took out some thermal boxes inside.

A can of soft-shelled turtle soup, a plate of tomato scrambled eggs, a plate of steamed meat pie, the staple foods are purple-peeled potatoes and a bowl of multigrain rice.

Looking at the perfectly normal lunch today, Su Pengfei's expression became a little abnormal, he took out a bowl, took out a spoon and put a mouthful of soup into his mouth.

Not fishy or mild, with the taste of shallots, ginger, garlic and aniseed sweet, like the taste of ordinary home cooking.

It was too normal, but it made him feel that it was not normal. Usually, his father was very concerned with pure nature. He thought that over-cooking would spoil the original nutrients of the ingredients, and all kinds of aquatic products came out of it. Hands with a fishy smell.

And he did not know where he got the news from, saying that the seasoning has a harmful substance, it is okay not to use chicken juice and monosodium glutamate in cooking, he said, even the most basic condiments like salt and sugar can be made as little as possible. The dish is bland, almost just the taste of the ingredients themselves.

Cantonese cuisine is also the same in particular, but cooking methods that emphasize the taste of this ingredient pay more attention to the basic skills of the cook, she is an ordinary housewife, and she does not have such skills.

Su Pengfei glanced at his father suspiciously, but quickly withdrew his gaze, and took out a few more spoons of soup.

According to Su Aobai's skill, she could make soup even more delicious, but she still held back and made it feel like a regular home-cooked meal, after all, her real body was already attached there, and he couldn't make it too much of the usual.

Su Pengfei's feeding speed was faster than ordinary children, his original body was pursuing efficiency, especially at the critical moments before the high school entrance exam, he ate faster.

He obviously sat a few minutes later than the classmate whose parents brought him the food, but the food in the bowl was reduced faster, and was almost depleted in two or three minutes.

Su Aobai's lips moved a few times, trying to persuade him to eat slowly The staple food of the day is multigrain rice This red rice is not easy to digest He eats so fast that he does not chew rice at all Stomach.

However, he soon realized that his real body would not say such a thing, and even if he wanted to change, it still required a gradual process, or chance.

Su Aobai slowly mused in his heart that the staple food of the future could be replaced with plain rice, add some more water, and cook a little more gently, softer, in order to be eaten quickly without too much injury to the spleen and stomach.

Others can be changed slowly.

"Dad, I'm done eating."

Su Pengfei drank the last drop of soup in the soup bowl and wiped his mouth with satisfaction. This was the most satisfying meal he had ever eaten so far. I sincerely hope his father can maintain this level in the future, but I know him in my heart that this is just an excessive desire. Perhaps the one waiting for him to eat next was the original steamed sea fish without onion, ginger, garlic and cooking wine. Whole fish head with eyeballs, feel the fishy smell bursting in his mouth, or it is boiled with various medicinal ingredients, which is comparable to the nutritious qi and brain soup of traditional Chinese medicine ...

"This morning.. yesterday's practice.. afternoon..."

As usual, although Su Aobai did not ask, Su Pengfei tried his best to briefly explain the study situation this morning, and told him that he would take the quiz next week.

According to the old rules, she felt her father might arrange a few more tutoring classes for her in these two weeks.

This way, there should be no way to go to bed early on Tuesday and Thursday nights...

Su Pengfei's eyes were slightly dimmed, and his already small and dull eyes looked increasingly dull, not looking like a smart child.

"Well, you should go back to class and read the book early."

Su Aobai nodded, and did not let her clean the dishes, but urged her to return to the classroom to study.

Su Pengfei nodded, pushed the heavy glasses at the base of his nose, slightly accelerated his pace, and walked towards the teaching building.

There were still some students in the class at the moment, they were unwilling to eat in the cafeteria, and they were too lazy to eat outside, he said, so they just bought bread and drinks from the school cafeteria for a simple meal.

"Su Pengfei, you're back!"

Looking at her, her table-mate, Zhang Yang, ate only a piece of bread left in two or three bites.She choked a little because she ate too fast, and quickly drank two more coke down her throat.

On weekdays, Su Pengfei was a very reserved person, he did not play too much with his classmates, and his grades were also middle to lower, so he had always been a marginal figure in the class, he was not very much of a classmate, except for this one table friend, since I sat together, I can still say a few words.

All the students in the class knew that Su Pengfei's father loved him very much. He picked her up every morning and evening, and brought her lunch to school. Many students saw him and his father sitting on a pony to eat after school during the day In the summer, the weather was hot, and when the father and son were eating in the shade of a tree, his father would hold a small hand-held electric fan to blow him air.

Some students felt that his father was paying too much attention to him, Su Pengfei was already sitting in the third grade of junior high school, and his father was taking care of him like a kindergarten child, very well.

Zhang Yang was the last. His parents were very busy people. Food at home is made by hourly workers. They usually gave him enough pocket money and let him finish his lunch outside. Zhang Yang was not a meticulous person. He often chooses to eat junk food to take care of food.

For example, Coke in front of his eyes was not allowed at all in Su's house. Yuanshen was convinced that there were stimulants in Coke that could damage the brain, and she was determined not to let her son damage his brain, which was not very good at all.

"Your father is very good to you. He delivers food every day, rain or shine. What did your father cook for you today? Is delicious? Tsk tsk, daddy love food must be full of love, hiccups—"

Zhang Yang burped, drank too many carbonated drinks, and his stomach was filled with gas.

In the past, Su Pengfei would reply to him with a timid smile. He felt that if Zhang Yang tasted the dishes made by his father, he might feel how delicious the fast food he ate every day was. The love in her mouth was unimaginable. It tastes sweet, but fishy, bitter, spicy and salty.

"Enak. There were boiled turtles, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and steamed meat pies. Rotten boiled turtle. The soup was very fragrant, and the tortoise shell was still very crunchy."

This time, Su Pengfei gave an unprecedented long response.

"Suckers! You're so happy, you're still teasing me!"

Zhang Yang shouted in envy, and gave him two punches, but soon, he found someone else to play with, because he knew that Su Pengfei liked to study, but soon, he found someone else to play with, and he won't relax even on his lunch break. Zhang Yang was much more comfortable. He learned when he had to learn and play when he had to play, but he had a sense of proportion and would never affect Su Pengfei and disturb him while he was studying.

Zhang Yang was very playful, and his grades were always the best, if he was his father's son, his father would not be disappointed.

Su Pengfei sat down and opened the exercise book, he became even more dizzy because of the dense text, the text seemed to move, zoom in and out, and turned into a chaotic character again.

This was an enhancement manual, which was specifically aimed at the best students who wanted to obtain high grades, he could not understand it at all.

Su Pengfei clenched the pen in his hand tightly, for a moment he wanted to use this pen to paint the words in front of him.

He sat down for a while, seemingly studying hard, but in reality, his brain was completely empty, and he saw nothing.

*****

When school was over at night, Su Aobai was already waiting to pick up the child at the school gate like his real corpse.

The father and son did not say much, even for a few minutes in the car, Su Pengfei held a textbook and recited words.

Su Aobai also discovered some problems, she used to be a teacher and wrote best-selling textbooks, she thought she had experience in educating children.

Su Pengfei was definitely not a smart child, all of his lessons were based on rote and repetition, after reading them over and over again dozens of times, after closing the book, I still had trouble spelling and making some mistakes.

In terms of memorizing words, he did not know how to use some skills flexibly. Starting from the root of a word or phonetic symbol, he only memorized letters one by one, easily forgetting how to spell them.

Her real body is not a teacher, as I help my child do her homework every day, she sees that she forgets old knowledge after learning new knowledge every day.

One was reprimanding, the other was frightened, and it became a vicious circle.

Su Aobai had a vague idea in his mind, he felt that if he came out, he would definitely be able to improve his son's academic achievements effectively.

*****

Dinner was a soft shell turtle soup that I did not spend during the day. Vegetarian dishes have just been fried. There is also a cold dish, cucumbers mixed with pig ears, hot sour garlic. Pig ear is a finished product bought in deli, it tastes bad, crispy.

Su Pengfei did not know what happened to his father today, but today's food was very much in keeping with his taste, he drank two large bowls of cooked porridge at night, and finally burped.

It was almost six o'clock after dinner, and Su Aobai drove her to cram school again During class, she stood by the window to observe her son's class.

In general, he was very serious, but it was clear that this kind of extra-curricular enhancement tutoring was still very difficult for Su Pengfei, who was beyond his learning ability, his eyes were empty.

It's not that I left, it's because I really can't listen.

After returning from the tutoring institute, Su Pengfei consciously took the homework that day and sat down in front of the table.

There was also a table next to his place, and every night, under his father's supervision, he would finish the homework the teacher had given him that day.

Su Aobai went to the bathroom, and when she came out, she sat next to Su Pengfei like she used to.

At first, Su Aobai was very confident, but before long he was disappointed.

Su Pengfei was unable to understand the learning skills that he thought he had mastered well, and he did not know how to use them.Some knowledge points that he thought were easy to understand were also difficult to digest by Su Pengfei.

Let's put it this way, Su Pengfei's grades are currently in the middle and lower classes, as junior high school is relatively good, and his grades can barely pass the public high school exam, perhaps a bit risky, as well, but at least there is still hope for the High School exam.It is not enough.

But such results were obtained under the high pressure of his original body and his own serious and harsh studies. Most people can achieve such results with such energy. As long as one of the original bodies and Su Pengfei had Lax, his value could rise to the end of the class.

He was very, very ordinary, and even somewhat less talented.

Professor Su Aobai's study skills also require a bit of wisdom to be used flexibly.

Junior high school is very difficult, but in high school the learning points are more complicated, even if you brush the questions repeatedly, it is difficult to pursue normal teaching progress.

This was the first time Su Aobai had met such a foolish child, and her difficulty was probably due to her own emotions.When she saw that she made a mistake that she reminded over ten minutes ago, she was very worried about her, he could barely contain himself from shouting.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo-"

Su Aobai took a deep breath several times.

He felt a tightness and pain in his chest, and felt that he might get angry.

"Dad was a little tired today, so you could do your own homework. By the way, I have something to do tomorrow and may not be able to bring you lunch. You can eat alone in the school cafeteria."

Su Aobai gave him twenty yuan, then got up and returned to his room.

Su Pengfei lowered his head, and when he heard the sound of his father's door closing, he couldn't help but bite his nails.

Father didn't scold her today, did he end up feeling so disappointed in her, didn't he even want to scold her?

The wrong question of the same kind, his father reminded him when he made a mistake for the first time more than ten minutes ago, and the teacher also teaches this type of question in tutoring classes at night, but why can't he remember her!

Su Pengfei was also very disappointed in himself, why Dad couldn't have a smart child, he worked so hard, woke up earlier than him every day, slept slower than him, he said, and spent all his energy on her, but she could not her existence indeed disappoint and humiliate father.

The thumb of his thumb had already been bitten so short by him, Su Pengfei did not feel any pain, and when he bit further, there was faint blood coming out.