jdhmnovel Chapter 479
Chapter 479
It was a long time later when Second Child finally learned of his older brother's arrangements.He had noticed his brother secretly writing things every night.
He thought his brother was secretly working hard behind his back to amaze everyone.
Who knew that upon opening it, he would see densely packed diary entries.
There were so many words that it made his head ache just looking at them.
So he just flipped through it casually and spotted some key words.
He also got a rough idea of what his brother was writing about.
They were divided into three categories.
1. Research.
2. Food.
3. Future plans.
It was quite clear and straightforward.
Zhou Zedong didn't hide it either; he just left it on the desk after writing every day, so Second Child could read it whenever he wanted.
He probably didn't expect someone like Second Child, who hated studying, to actually open it.
Seeing his brother write that he would leave the pig farm and their dad's company to him and their younger brother, while he alone would bear the immense pressure of the Xiao family.
Second Child was incredibly moved.
His older brother was really looking out for him. He knew he liked the pig farm the most, so he gave it to him.
While he himself would go inherit the property of that father they didn't even know.
He didn't want a stranger's property anyway.
Seeing that his eldest brother was preparing to inherit property, Second Child decided he couldn't just go on like this either.
He had to train hard so he could become a qualified pig slaughterer in the future.
Thus, Second Child went to find Zhou Yueshen, who was working, and said in an earnest, studious tone, Dad, I want to slaughter pigs!
Zhou Yueshen, who had just taken a sip of tea, choked.
Zhou Yueshen asked, Why do you suddenly want to slaughter pigs?
Second Child replied seriously and solemnly, Because Eldest Brother is going to inherit a stranger's property, and our younger brother is still too small. This family can only rely on me to inherit your pig farm. If I don't learn how to slaughter pigs from you now, how will I inherit the farm and become a qualified factory manager in the future?
Zhou Yueshen, ?
Don't worry, Dad. I will definitely study hard this time.
Seeing his dad stay silent, Second Child thought he was doubting his past unreliability, so he immediately promised, I will work hard at slaughtering pigs and won't slack off. I'll make sure you and Mom always have pork to eat.
You're still so young, why did you suddenly think about inheriting Dad's pig farm? Zhou Yueshen asked.
Because Mom said good children need to start from a young age, Second Child said, sticking his neck out righteously.
The entire room fell silent for a good while.
After waiting a long time, Zhou Yueshen finally spoke, Alright, when you come home for the holidays, I'll take you to practice.
Second Child jumped up in excitement, Yay! I'm going to be the boss of a pig farm!
He ran out skipping and jumping. Zhou Yueshen shook his head helplessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Si Nian was busy with her studies and had no idea what the father and son were planning.
Because of her heavy workload, she originally wanted to go home for the summer vacation but didn't have the time.
It wasn't that Si Nian didn't want to go; it was just that there was an extra child at home, and she had to catch up on four years of university knowledge. Although she had graduated once before, there was still a huge difference in the knowledge between the two eras. The only easy part was that this major came naturally to her.
If her teachers hadn't been so strict about it, she could have finished her studies in a year.
She thought about finishing her studies as soon as possible and then returning to her hometown to retire.
As a corporate slave who worked early mornings in the future world, her only wish was nothing more than early retirement. Whether it was playing mahjong or square dancing, it was all the life Si Nian dreamed of.
So she resisted the urge to go home and managed to finish her sophomore and junior year courses no matter what.
But while imagination is beautiful, reality is somewhat cruel.
Because in the blink of an eye, Eldest Child was already in the sixth grade. If they went back home, he would have to transfer schools again.
The hometown definitely didn't have as rich learning resources as here, and the education was relatively backward.
Si Nian was very worried that running back and forth like this would affect her son.
Speaking of which, after all this time, Second Child had been changed a lot by her. But it could also be that he was naturally optimistic, so he could make friends wherever he went.
However, Eldest Child always kept to himself, whether back in their hometown or after coming to Beijing.
Even if his classmates wanted to interact with him, they couldn't. He was simply too exclusive and didn't give any outsider a chance to get close to him.
The only one who could walk beside him was Xiao Bowen, and that was only because the two families now had this connection.
Si Nian was quite heartbroken at first, always hoping that Eldest Child could live a normal life. She wondered if he couldn't make friends because of past influences.
But after spending more time with him, she realized she was wrong. It wasn't that Eldest Child couldn't make friends; he was just naturally independent and didn't like being around outsiders.
Aside from studying and researching his family, he had absolutely no interest in those things.
In other words, he didn't crave friendship.
However, in this era, the less you needed these things and the more independent and aloof you were, the more mysterious you appeared.
In the sixth grade, Eldest Child suddenly shot up in height.
He suddenly grew to 165 centimeters.
Si Nian looked at her suddenly taller son, feeling a bit bewildered.
Eldest Child didn't gain weight no matter what he ate. Unlike the sturdy Second Child, his figure was rather lean and his skin wasn't fair. But as he grew, his facial features became particularly distinct.
His brows and eyes were somewhat similar to Zhou Yueshen's, sharp yet with an added touch of refinement.
The only other person Si Nian had seen with this kind of aura was Xiao Bowen's father previously.
Due to long hours of reading and doing research, Eldest Child became nearsighted.
Si Nian took him to get glasses.
The moment the child put on his glasses and spoke to her, Si Nian was stunned.
The gentleness and restraint revealed in his speech displayed a unique, refined temperament.
It was as if she could see the scene of the future grand villain wearing a white lab coat, his fragmented hair slightly messy. His words would always be gentle and elegant, but his actions would be ruthless and cold. He would have an unknown darkness in his heart, making everyone keep their distance.
Si Nian swallowed hard.
Eldest Child took off his glasses in confusion and asked, Mom, what's wrong?
Without his glasses, he lost a bit of that maturity and showed more respect and gentleness toward his mother.
Si Nian hesitated to speak, then sighed deeply, Little Dong, you've grown up.
Zhou Zedong was baffled, but thinking about how everyone said he had grown taller when school started this year, he couldn't help but feel secretly delighted, Mom, have I grown taller?
Because his younger brother had grown so fast before, it put a lot of pressure on him.
Actually, when he was in the fifth grade, Eldest Child didn't really like eating eggs and drinking milk anymore.
But remembering what his mom had said, he started eating them again during the winter break.
He didn't know if it was just psychological, but he felt like he was shooting up in height.
He was still taller than his brother.
But he never expected that he would become nearsighted.
At first, he just noticed that he couldn't see things clearly from a distance.
Later, it gradually became more obvious.
He was a little scared, knowing he was definitely nearsighted.
He hadn't paid attention to this kind of thing before, but he had seen classmates wearing glasses.
Yet he hadn't paid attention to himself. It was one thing to constantly immerse himself in the library, but he also liked to write in his diary and do research under a desk lamp when he went home at night.
By the time he realized it, it was already too late.
He didn't really like wearing glasses, and they felt a bit uncomfortable.
But when he wore them, everything was incredibly clear.
He could even see the spots on other people's faces clearly; it felt like everyone around him had gotten uglier.
But when he looked at his mother again, she was just as beautiful as ever, which he found really strange.
Si Nian took him to measure his height and was surprised to find out, "You've grown another two centimeters. I remember you were only 162 centimeters a few months ago."
Now he was already 165.
And he was only in the sixth grade.
It seemed his nutrition had caught up. The Eldest Child, who was only a little over 170 centimeters in his previous life, might actually grow to be over 180 in this one.
Si Nian was happy too. Who wouldn't want their eldest son to be tall and handsome?
Putting on glasses in just the sixth grade, she could already vaguely see the sharp brilliance this child would have when he grew up.
Not to mention how stunning he would be when he truly came of age.
Si Nian suddenly had a strong urge to document this. She planned to take the Eldest Child to a photo studio for some pictures right after getting his glasses fitted.
Seeing how good his brother looked in glasses, the Second Child wanted to wear them too.
He hurriedly clamored for Zhou Zedong to let him try them on.
Zhou Zedong handed them over. The moment they went on his face, he immediately felt dizzy and his vision blurred. "Ah, this thing is so weird! My head spins when I wear it."
He quickly took them off, a look of horror on his face.
He looked at his brother in disbelief, unable to understand why he would wear something so uncomfortable.
"Little guy, you can't just wear these glasses casually. Since you're not nearsighted, wearing them is bad for your eyes, so it's best not to try. If you want to wear glasses, you need to get tested first to check your prescription, and then get fitted with the right lenses. That way, you won't feel dizzy. Do you want to take a test?"
The Second Child seemed to half-understand.
But upon hearing that he needed to be tested, he shook his head like a rattle drum.
He definitely didn't want to wear such a terrifying thing.
His poor brother, having to wear such dizzying glasses all the time.
Zhou Zehan cast a pitying glance at his older brother.
After getting the glasses, the family went to the photo studio.
Unfortunately, Zhou Yueshen had to work and couldn't come to take photos during the day, so the group photos only featured Si Nian and the children.
The poor old man.
When Si Nian returned home, she found that people from their hometown had sent them letters again.
Besides the letters from the family, there was also a letter from Shitou to Zhou Zehan.
Shitou was now in the second grade too and knew how to write. Although he substituted many words with pinyin, it was still readable. Zhou Zehan didn't mind; after all, he and Shitou were in the same boat, so neither could judge the other.
In the letter, Shitou mostly wrote about how he was now in the second grade at the town center school above Xingfu Village. He had originally attended school in the village, but his grandmother sent him to the town so he could get a better education.
In town he had seen a lot of the world and had now become the boss of his class group. He boasted that no one in the class could beat him in a fight and that everyone wanted to follow him. His words carried the distinct flavor of a troublemaker...
He also said that when the Second Child returned, they would be bosses together.
The Second Child was no longer interested in this sort of thing. He used to want to be a boss too, but Mom said fighting was wrong.
So he didn't want Shitou to become a bad kid who loved to fight either. They both needed to be good kids so that Mom would always love them.
Therefore, he advised Shitou, writing that he practiced martial arts, exercised, and ran with his dad every day. His teacher had said he could become a star athlete and win glory for the country, or he could join the army when he grew up to defend the nation.
When he went back home, he would inherit his dad's pig farm and become an outstanding pig farm manager just like his dad.
He told Shitou to exercise well too, so that when he returned, they could run the pig farm together. He would let Shitou be the second-in-command of the farm, and they would make money together.
He felt that Shitou would definitely be a great helper. With Shitou's help, his pig farm might even become bigger than his dad's.
By then, he would be the proudest cub in the whole family.
As he wrote, the Second Child broke into a beaming, joyful smile.
He seemed to envision his status in the family skyrocketing.
After sending the letter out, he looked forward to Shitou's reply, hoping he would agree to the proposal.
Meanwhile, at a certain town center elementary school, Shitou also received the Second Child's letter.