dkrc Chapter 27 He really grew taller
Chapter 27 He really grew taller
the next day.
Shen Jingfang woke up just as dawn was breaking.
He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing, and didn't sleep well all night.
Last night, he offended almost everyone in his family.
Especially the son.
He knew very well how incompetent he was as a father.
He wasn't there when his son was born.
He was absent from the entire process of growing up for five years.
They finally came back, and before the relationship had even improved for a few days, they used such a brutal method, leaving the child with such a painful memory.
He had even prepared for the worst.
His son might see him as a monster and avoid him whenever he sees him.
Or perhaps, they won't even call him "Brother Jingfang" anymore.
Shen Jingfang sighed and sat up in bed, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
When he stepped out of the room, he was stunned.
Chen Lang was already dressed and was sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room.
When she saw Shen Jingfang come out, she neither hid nor cried.
She just looked up at him once, then silently lowered her head again.
Shen Jingfang's heart clenched painfully.
He walked over and squatted down in front of Chen Lang.
I want to say something, to explain, to apologize.
But when the words were on the tip of my tongue, I didn't know where to begin.
Finally, he forced a smile and reached out to pat his son's head.
"Let's go."
"Go practice your skills."
Chen Lang didn't speak, he just nodded.
He jumped off the sofa and obediently followed Shen Jingfang to the center of the living room.
Then, he took the initiative to assume a horse stance.
The posture was standard and meticulous.
Shen Jingfang looked at her son's small but unusually determined back with a complicated expression.
He felt both gratified and heartbroken.
This child is so sensible.
He's so sensible that even his father doesn't know what to do.
Such days have become the new normal.
There's always that one day every month.
The bathroom will once again be filled with that strong smell of Chinese medicine.
Chen Lang will be soaked in that bucket of green medicine and experience excruciating pain.
The second time I took a medicinal bath.
Looking at the churning green liquid in the bathtub, Shen Jingfang felt a pang of pity.
He had even planned that if his son resisted, he would use force to push him down.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.
To his surprise, Chen Lang simply picked up a clean towel from the shelf next to him, folded it up, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Then he glanced at Shen Jingfang, his eyes showing no fear, only a calm resoluteness.
He climbed into the bathtub himself.
The moment the medicine came into contact with his body, he bit down hard on the towel in his mouth, his small body trembling violently from the intense pain.
But he didn't utter a single cry throughout.
This scene brought tears to Shen Jingfang's eyes, a tough guy who wouldn't even flinch when bleeding on the battlefield.
The son knew to bite a towel so he wouldn't make a sound and worry his family.
He, as a father, couldn't even bring himself to say, "I'm doing this for your own good."
Because he knew that this statement was too weak and too selfish.
He could only use some words that he found amusing to ease the heavy awkwardness and heartache in the air.
"Hey, not bad, kid. You've even learned to bite a towel. You're more successful than your dad was back in the day."
"Hang in there, I'll buy you White Rabbit milk candy after I finish this."
"Look at your skinny frame, like a bean sprout. If you don't soak in water more often, how will you protect your wife in the future?"
What he didn't know was that Chen Lang was able to accept this pain so calmly.
It's not just because they're sensible.
More importantly, he had already genuinely felt the changes in his body.
After the first medicinal bath.
Although the process was so painful it felt like going to hell.
But a few days later, I started to feel changes in my body.
I don't get tired as quickly from practicing anymore; my stamina has improved a lot.
Moreover, his appetite has also increased significantly.
I used to be full after eating just a small bowl of rice, but now I can easily finish two bowls.
Eat more, grow faster.
This is the simplest and most basic understanding.
To grow taller.
In order to escape the fate of Guo Xiaosi.
He admitted it.
It's just pain once a month, isn't it?
It's nothing serious.
Time passed day by day amidst the regular training and the gradually easing pain from the medicinal baths.
Five months later.
On the calendar, Liu Qianqian had already drawn countless red circles.
Chen Lang's body also underwent visible changes.
He has grown taller.
He really has grown taller.
Five months ago, he was more than half a head shorter than Liu Qianqian.
Now, he can look her in the eye.
His originally thin arms and legs have become much stronger, and he has finally gained some weight.
It no longer looks like a bean sprout that would fall over with a gust of wind.
Liu Qianqian felt this most directly.
When she hugs Chen Lang now, she can feel that her younger brother's back is much stronger.
It used to be so easy for me to reach out and put my arm around his neck, but now it's not so easy anymore.
The brief separation did not diminish their feelings for each other; on the contrary, the daily anticipation and longing made them even closer.
Every evening, when Liu Qianqian came back from kindergarten, she would make Chen Lang stand up straight and compare their heights.
When she realizes that her younger brother is catching up with her day by day, a happy smile will appear on her little face.
During these five months, Shen Jingfang also adjusted her teaching plan.
In the morning, he stopped reading those childish children's stories to Chen Lang.
He began to formally teach academic subjects.
At first, he planned to start by teaching the Chinese pinyin a, o, and e step by step.
But he soon discovered that his son could not be viewed as a peer at all.
He had just taken out his pinyin chart when the other person was already engrossed in reading a book of 300 Tang poems.
And it's not just random browsing.
They can truly understand it and accurately pronounce and explain the meaning of each word.
Chen Lang said that his uncle taught him.
Shen Jingfang didn't believe in superstition.
He also found first-grade elementary school Chinese and math textbooks.
As a result, in less than a month...
Chen Lang has finished studying all the textbooks from first grade to sixth grade.
I've already started looking at junior high school courses.
This was the result of Chen Lang intentionally slowing down the progress.
He really didn't want to appear too outrageous, but even so, his learning progress was enough to make Shen Jingfang gasp.
He would often sit alone in the living room, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, sighing to the heavens.
"Heavens above! What good deeds did I, Shen Jingfang, do in my past life to have given birth to such a genius son!"
"What a pity, what a pity!"
"Such a promising talent! If he goes to a military academy, he'll definitely become a highly educated, technically skilled officer!"
"That's a rare item!"