Chapter 1365: The Sun Has Risen from the West

If the children of the Sheng Family do something wrong, they will immediately receive criticism.

But if they do something good, something right, the couple never skimps on praise for their children.

"Hehe, this is all something we should do." Zichen is humble for once.

Litian said to his mother: "Mom, you should praise my brother more. My brother is especially amazing now; he has almost become the god of Class Twelve. What he says, the classmates... no, even the teachers listen!"

"Mom, don't listen to his nonsense, it's not that exaggerated."

Zichen blushed, a rare blush.

Shi Youxuan was very happy and patted her son on the shoulder: "Go to the kitchen, Fang Jie has prepared a lot of fresh ingredients."

Letting their son cook is the reward from his parents to Zichen!

"I won't do it. I want to go back to my room to do some practice problems. Call me when dinner is ready."

When Zichen refused, he also glanced in the direction of the kitchen.

His expression showed reluctance, but his attitude was firm.

"Son, what did you say?"

Shi Youxuan simply could not believe her son.

Refusing to go to the kitchen?

Is this still her Zichen?

Could he have been impersonated by someone?

Thinking of this, she even went to pinch her son's cheek to see if he was real or fake.

"Don't mess around, I'm going to do my homework."

The seventeen-year-old young man instinctively resisted such intimate behavior from his mother and ran away quickly.

Litian said to Shi Youxuan: "Mom, my brother is our leader now. He has to set an example; the whole class is watching him. I'm going to do my homework too."

"Go, go. You are both Mom's good sons, and Mom is proud of you."

Shi Youxuan was overjoyed and immediately called her husband at the first opportunity.

She said that the sons were performing very well at school and asked her husband to buy some things that Zichen and Litian liked as a reward when he got off work.

Sheng Hanyu came back from work soon, and he didn't buy a small amount!

Crabs crawling sideways, shrimp jumping around, vegetables with dew still on the leaves, and fruit just picked from the trees.

He didn't buy a little; he bought a whole pile. There are many people in the family, so buying a little wouldn't be enough to eat.

Shi Youxuan asked someone to take them to the kitchen and asked: "Where are the gifts?"

"Weren't they all sent in?" her husband replied, looking bewildered.

"What was sent in just now were groceries. I'm asking you, where are the gifts?" Shi Youxuan repeated.

Her husband replied very firmly: "Oh, you're confused. What I sent to the kitchen is the gift." He looked like it was a matter of course.

But seeing his wife's angry expression, he still explained with a strong desire to survive: "Zichen likes to cook, and Litian likes to eat. We benefit from it; everyone is happy."

Shi Youxuan:...

She was speechless.

But it was also true; it had always been like this. It couldn't be said that her husband didn't put effort into choosing gifts, it was just that the children's hobbies had changed now.

She told her husband about the performance of Zichen and Litian after school.

Hearing that Zichen didn't run to the kitchen after school and Litian didn't go to play ball immediately, Sheng Hanyu widened his eyes in astonishment: "Really?"

"Nonsense, if it wasn't true, do you think I'm lying to you?"

The couple was very happy and instructed the servants at home to move quietly and not to go near the two children's rooms.

But Shi Youxuan herself tiptoed over.

She pressed her ear against the door to listen to the movement inside the room.

No movement.

Could they have fallen asleep?

She gently pressed the door handle, and the door opened a crack.

Zichen was sitting at his desk, focused on doing practice problems, and didn't notice her peeking!

She gently closed the door and came to the door of Litian's room, doing the same thing—Litian was sitting at his desk, asleep!

So she pushed the door open and went in.

"Litian, Litian, stop sleeping, go to the yard and play some ball."

"Ah? Who?"

The child was sleeping groggily and immediately assumed a fighting stance when pushed awake.

When he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Shi Youxuan, he immediately pulled back his hands: "Mom, is it dawn?"

Shi Youxuan was both annoyed and amused: "You child is sleeping confusedly, what dawn? It's not dark yet."

He scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Studying is really not an easy thing for Litian.

He was born without the cells for studying and gets sleepy as soon as he sees words.

From childhood to adulthood, his grades were always obtained by putting in more effort than others!

In the past, he didn't want to lose face for his older brother, older sister, and younger siblings; he wanted to work hard to integrate into this family and become a true member of the family.

Although everyone else felt that he was a member of the Sheng Family, deep down in his heart, he always remembered that he was different from others.

But Shi Ran, Zirui, and Zihan were all very good at studying; they were the kind of students who didn't need to work hard for their grades to be amazingly good!

This kind of thing cannot be envied, and no matter how hard one tries, one cannot learn it.

But fortunately, there is still Zichen.

He had the best relationship with Zichen, and since Zichen's academic performance wasn't very good either, having him around made Litian seem less conspicuous.

But now, Zichen had also risen to the occasion.

Moreover, when he wanted to work hard, his progress was absolutely rapid, which made things very difficult for Litian.

If diligence isn't enough, one must make up for it with effort.

This past week, Litian only slept three or four hours a day, being the first to wake up in the morning and the last to go to bed at night.

Upon returning home, he had intended to study, but he was just too tired and fell asleep.

"Mom, please prepare more coffee and tea leaves for me to take back when I return to school."

"Alright, but stop studying for now; effective learning is better than the sea-of-questions strategy. Go out and play some ball; I'll keep you company!"

Shi Youxuan accompanied Litian to play ball, but she just sat on the sidelines watching him shoot baskets.

While watching and chatting, she managed to coax Litian's weaknesses out of him in just a few sentences!

Shi Youxuan was determined to give her son a helping hand.

She had not undergone systematic training; everything she knew was self-taught, and she used unconventional methods.

Sometimes, unconventional methods can achieve twice the result with half the effort!

On the weekend when the younger brothers returned home, Shi Ran and Yun Qitian also came back, carrying their child.

The child was very cute and beautiful.

But the child didn't look like Qi Heng, nor entirely like Black Widow; the child had inherited the best features of them both.

While at the foster agency, the little one hadn't received good care and was sallow and thin.

But after being at Yun Qitian's home for a short while, the child was cared for until they were fair and chubby, with a pair of dimples on their cheeks when they smiled, making them very lovable.

Shi Yuan and Sheng Yue were about the same age; the two children greeted each other with "goo-goo ga-ga" sounds the moment they met. No one could understand what they were saying, but they were chatting away quite happily!

The children didn't need watching, and the adults were happy to be free of that duty and chatted.

Shi Youxuan asked her daughter if her "aunt" had visited this month.

Shi Ran sighed: "My period was late, and just as I was about to go to the hospital for a check-up, it arrived."

Her mother sighed along with her: "Didn't they say that adopting a child could bring about your own? You've been fostering for half a month now, why hasn't it brought one yet?"

After saying this, she laughed; she was being too impatient.

But one couldn't blame Shi Youxuan for being impatient; she and her husband had both opposed adopting Qi Heng's child!

They were just afraid of raising an ungrateful wretch; it wasn't as if they hadn't done such work before, and doing it once was enough to regret for a lifetime!