Back in the room, Zhang Yuxi was on the phone with Tang Xiufen.

Tang Xiufen was planning to return to Yangcheng soon. It was her son's birthday, and she wanted him to have his parents with him. In recent years, one could say Tang Xiufen had lived quite freely and comfortably. She seemed like a completely different person. Moreover, she had a new boyfriend. This time she had taken the initiative to pursue him, and whether it worked out or not, she thoroughly enjoyed the happiness that love brought. It made her feel young.

Zhang Yuxi invited Tang Xiufen to come over to their house for a visit.

After hanging up, Zhang Yuxi looked at Lin Feng as if she had something to say.

"What is it?"

"Honey, I feel so blessed!"

Women, after all, were creatures of deep emotion and frequent reflection. One moment they'd be sighing about one thing, the next another—it was always a lively affair.

Lin Feng was long accustomed to this. "I feel very blessed too!"

The two lay together, discussing the children's classes.

Lin Feng said, "I'll take the quadruplets out more often to expose them to new things. We'll see if they have any other interests."

Zhang Yuxi placed her hand on Lin Feng's. "After this month is over, I'll switch to an easier course."

"Why?"

"You already work so hard taking care of the children. You're running them to Taekwondo, and on top of that, you're tutoring San Bao."

Lin Feng smiled. "I can handle it. You should stick with the course you like."

Zhang Yuxi frowned. "But..."

Lin Feng cut her off. "If I really can't handle it, I'll tell you. At worst, we can just hire a nanny."

Zhang Yuxi knew that once Lin Feng made up his mind, it was hard to change it, so she didn't say anything more.

「A week later.」

San Bao's teachers once again admitted that the girl was a genius. Not only was she a strong learner, but she also had her own thoughts and insights, allowing her to progress through her lessons with incredible speed.

Lin Feng was very pleased.

"I hope the three of you won't put too much pressure on San Bao," he told the teachers. "She's still very young, and I'm worried it might backfire."

The three teachers expressed their understanding.

Meanwhile, the children's Taekwondo classes were also showing promising results. Dabao was the strongest, Erbao was clever, and Sibao also had a great talent for sports. The instructor was very optimistic about all three children, saying they were making rapid progress.

"Honey, the children must have inherited your intelligence," Zhang Yuxi said.

Lin Feng shook his head. "I'm not that smart."

He had indeed been smart before, but he wouldn't say he had any special talent. Zhang Yuxi, on the other hand, was a true academic prodigy.

Yet Zhang Yuxi insisted it was thanks to him. As for her academic success, she said, "I just have a one-track mind. Once I decide on something, I focus on it single-mindedly until it's done well. I get that from my mother. That's probably why I did well in school. But I'm no good at other things. My dancing is a mess; I don't have an artistic bone in my body."

Lin Feng suspected the quadruplets had turned out this way because of the nutritional fluid from the system's reward. Of course, that was something he could never say out loud.

He just held Zhang Yuxi close. "Yuxi, let's not think too much about this. No matter the reason, it's a good thing."

Zhang Yuxi nodded, speaking with some emotion. "I don't care how much San Bao achieves in this area. I just hope she grows up healthy, stays on the right path, and becomes a good person. That's all that matters."

Lin Feng kissed her forehead. "She will. She's a kind-hearted, smart, and sensible child."

***

「That day.」

Er Bao, who was supposed to go to Taekwondo class, suddenly didn't feel like it. As a girl, she wanted to learn something more serene. So, Lin Feng decided to sign both Er Bao and San Bao up for a handicrafts class.

The building where the Taekwondo dojo was located was full of educational institutions: dance classes, drawing and art classes, junior host training, preschool prep classes, and so on.

Lin Feng figured he couldn't let Er Bao continue being such a tomboy. So, just upstairs and to the right, he found a handicrafts class and enrolled her. Of course, he couldn't let San Bao just watch from the sidelines, so he signed both of them up for the hobby class. That way, they wouldn't be bored while Dabao and Sibao were in Taekwondo.

Handicrafts weren't as simple as Lin Feng had imagined. After listening to the teacher's explanation, he found it quite interesting. A single class cost two hundred yuan, with a thirty-class minimum sign-up, and there was no discount for enrolling two children.

The owner explained, "Our materials are expensive. And as you know, parents, children use up a lot of materials when they do crafts. We choose only the best materials. After all, children are precious, and we need to take care of their little hands."

The owner was adamant, so Lin Feng paid for the hobby class for both girls.

Today's lesson was pottery, and they had arrived just in time. While Lin Feng was paying, the teacher was already putting little aprons on Er Bao and San Bao. They then washed their hands and were led to Handicrafts Room No. 2.

And just like that, Lin Feng became the most idle person there. He went to the Taekwondo dojo and explained the situation to the staff, asking them to call him when the class upstairs was over so he could pick up the girls.

The staff member smiled. "No problem, don't worry about it."

About forty minutes later, the crafts were done, and the parents were allowed into the classroom. There were four children in the class, their hands holding what were supposed to be flowers. To Lin Feng's surprise, Er Bao's was the best of the lot; you could tell at a glance that it was a chrysanthemum.

The teacher clapped her hands. "Parents, please take a seat. Now we'll have the children come up and introduce their work!" In her hand, she held a photo of a pink chrysanthemum.

The first to go up was San Bao, as she was sitting at the end of the row.

San Bao went to the front and pointed to her lump of clay. "This is the chrysanthemum I made."

"And then?" the teacher asked.

San Bao pursed her lips. "There's no 'and then'."

The teacher smiled and clapped. "Next child, please…"

This child was quite eloquent, and his work was passable. "This is a pink chrysanthemum. You can brew tea with it or make it into wine! It has a history of over three thousand years..."

Last was Er Bao.

As soon as she went up, the other parents began to shower her with praise.

"Wow, this child's work is beautiful! Such skillful hands."

"Exactly, you can actually tell it's a chrysanthemum. Unlike my son's, which looks like a lump of poop."

Only a real mother would roast her son like that.

Er Bao was not only pretty but also spoke gently, causing everyone's hearts to soften.

"The chrysanthemum has been around for more than three thousand years, and there are many varieties," she began. "The one we made is called the pink chrysanthemum, and pink happens to be my favorite color. We can look at chrysanthemums, brew them into tea, or make chrysanthemum wine. They have many, many uses."

"I'm finished."

All the parents, including the teacher and Lin Feng, applauded.

One parent asked Lin Feng, "Wow, that little girl expresses herself so well. How old is she?"

"Just turned four," Lin Feng replied, the pride in his voice unmistakable.

He was proud of every single one of his children. As he spoke, Lin Feng affectionately stroked San Bao's head.

Hearing this, the other parent's expression grew a little awkward. Their own child was a year and a half older and still couldn't speak clearly.

Lin Feng always had his children tell stories and put on performances by themselves. Gradually, their verbal skills improved, and they learned how to organize their thoughts.

The teacher collected each child's work. "Parents, we still need to fire these. We'll give them to you next class. You can take them home and paint them then."

Er Bao and San Bao said goodbye to the teacher and then headed upstairs with their father.

Dabao and Sibao's taekwondo class had just ended. Today was the white belt test. Since they performed so well, they were allowed to test for their yellow belts early along with another class.

After the handicrafts class, Er Bao was smiling more, and she shared her joy with Dabao and Sibao on the way home.

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