Chapter 875: Can I Call You Mom?

"Mm."

He actually responded.

But since his mother didn't allow it and no one would help him, he had no other choice but to go get it himself.

Sheng Zihan crawled over slowly; it was a distance he could have covered in two moves, yet he struggled for a long time, then crawled for a long time more, before finally grabbing the fountain pen in his hand.

Then he stayed right where he was, lying down wherever he had crawled to.

The adults chatted—why is this child so lazy?

They had seen many children of this age, but they had never seen anyone as lazy as him.

Shi Youxuan worried: "Could there be something wrong with Zihan? Yixin, help me arrange a pediatrician; I want to take him for a comprehensive checkup."

Jian Yixin: "It's unlikely. Every child is different; Zihan is probably just fond of quiet."

Shi Youxuan: "Liking quiet is fine, and being lazy is fine, but I'm worried Zihan has an intellectual problem."

There was no other child of this age who was this easy to look after.

Usually, when placed on the bed, he wouldn't make a fuss even if he was given nothing.

Once she said this, Jian Yixin also took it seriously: "Alright, I'll arrange a doctor; you take the child for a checkup tomorrow." Back then, Moli was just as quiet, and it turned out to be mild autism.

Fortunately, it was discovered and treated in time, and there are no issues now.

The two of them discussed it in hushed tones, not disturbing anyone else.

Today was the twins' first birthday banquet, so talking about seeing a doctor was inauspicious, especially since the elders couldn't be allowed to know, lest they worry.

On the other side.

The children had their own topics of conversation; Shi Ran teased Sheng Zichen: "Look at your younger brothers, they have much more promise than you. Zirui grabbed an abacus, Zihan grabbed a fountain pen, and you grabbed an orange back then."

Sheng Aifei suddenly asked Sheng Hanyu: "Dad, what did I grab on my first birthday?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings went instantly quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Sheng Hanyu: "I don't know; I wasn't by your side on your first birthday."

Shi Ran smoothed things over: "Dad wasn't by my side on my first birthday either, and I didn't grab anything."

Sheng Zichen: "You two are truly pitiful, you didn't even get the chance to grab an orange; grab one now."

He grabbed two honey tangerines from the fruit basket and gave one to each of them, and the originally awkward topic was diverted.

……

The next day.

Shi Youxuan took both children for a checkup; if one of the twins had a problem, she worried the other might as well!

The checkup results came out quickly.

It was a false alarm; Sheng Zihan was perfectly healthy and had no issues at all.

He didn't like to move; he was really just lazy!

Sheng Zichen was five and a half years old.

In another half a year, he would be starting elementary school, and he would spend this half-year transitioning in the preschool run by the school, away from kindergarten.

Xiao Fei had been dejected for the past few days.

He wanted to go too, but he didn't say it.

Shi Youxuan noticed.

She took the initiative to ask him: "Xiao Fei, are you unhappy because Zichen is leaving kindergarten?"

"Mm." He nodded.

"Do you want to go to preschool? Together with Zichen?"

"Mm-hmm."

He nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice; could they really go together? If so, that would be great.

"I can let you go with Zichen, but there are conditions."

"What conditions?"

"One, you cannot fight with classmates."

"Two, you must meet the admission requirements for the Elite Preschool within one month and pass their academic exam."

The first condition was easy to agree to, but academics were Sheng Aifei's weak point—too weak.

He got a headache just hearing about exams.

Therefore, he didn't agree and lowered his head.

Shi Youxuan encouraged him: "There is still a month left; the preschool exam isn't difficult. As long as you are willing, I believe you can definitely pass the exam; it will definitely be no problem."

"Can I?" He raised his head, a light of hope in his eyes.

"Yes, you can; I believe you definitely can!"

For some time now, he had heard too much encouragement from his aunt: "You can," "No problem," "You definitely can," and his self-confidence had built up quite a bit.

"Okay, I will work hard; I definitely can."

From that day on, Sheng Aifei seemed like a different person.

He originally hated writing, counting, and reading the most, but now he practiced from morning until night.

If he didn't know something, he would first ask Sheng Zichen, and if Sheng Zichen didn't know either, he would go ask his sister.

His sister was simply omnipotent; there wasn't a problem she couldn't solve.

He didn't know that his sister had been a child prodigy since she was young; she had already been able to program and use C language when she was his age.

The Elite School preschool exam began.

Sheng Zichen and Sheng Aifei were wearing the same clothes, holding hands as they went to take the entrance exam.

At the school gate, someone pointed at Sheng Aifei: "Hey, is that child the illegitimate son of the Sheng Family?"

"Indeed, it is him."

"He doesn't look like the Sheng Family at all. I heard that the child's mother saved Sheng Hanyu; could he have been adopted to repay a debt of gratitude?"

"That can't be right. If it were to repay a debt of gratitude, why not just say so? Why call him an illegitimate child? That's a bad reputation."

"A bad reputation, perhaps, but there are benefits. An illegitimate child can inherit family assets later on..."

"Tsk tsk, the Sheng Family has plenty of money. Just a little bit of it would be enough to spend for eight lifetimes."

As those people gossiped behind their backs, Sheng Aifei clenched his little fists tightly.

If this were in the past, he wouldn't even think twice; he would have rushed up and raised his fists at those people.

But he couldn't do that now.

He had promised his aunt that he wouldn't fight at school, so he could not fight.

Sheng Zichen comforted him: "Those people are just talking nonsense. You don't need to pay them any mind. We are one family; we are brothers."

"Mm, we are one family."

The exam scores were released.

Sheng Aifei's grades were neither good nor bad; it was very awkward!

With this score, he could go either way, so he would need other bonus points to be admitted to the school.

The old Principal had retired, and the new Principal was very strict.

A new official brings new rules.

He didn't care whether Sheng Aifei was a relative of the Chairman or an illegitimate child; if he couldn't pass the school's entrance exam, it wouldn't matter who spoke up for him.

Everyone was racking their brains for the interview.

Sheng Aifei was good at drawing, which counted as a bonus point.

He was also very good at sports; in short-distance running, long-distance running, and swimming, basically, if he claimed second place, no one else could take first.

But there were plenty of talented children, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

Shi Youxuan: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Fei. On the day of your interview, Dad and I will go to cheer you on. There will definitely be no problems."

Sheng Zichen: "Mom, please don't go. People will say unpleasant things."

"Don't be afraid. We are one family, so of course, we should face things together as a family."

Xiao Fei didn't say anything, but he was moved beyond words inside.

On the day of the interview, everyone else had their fathers and mothers accompanying them.

He looked at his father, then looked at the aunt beside him, and suddenly asked: "Auntie, may I call you Mom?"

"What did you say?"

He lowered his head: "I didn't say anything, you heard wrong."

"You may, son."

Sheng Aifei:...

Shi Youxuan said firmly: "Yes, son, you can call me Mom. I am willing to be your mother."