Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Then, Fu Xin started looking for cartoons for Jiang Xinyuan. In the end, she chose Doraemon.
Previously, Fu Xin had looked for a lot, but Jiang Xinyuan did not seem to be interested. Jiang Xinyuan could not help but wonder if he did not like to watch cartoons.
He wanted his mother to flip through it more and pay attention to her expression. If his mother seemed to be impatient, he would choose one that his mother seemed to like. He would watch it with his mother and pretend to like it.
Of course, even if he saw something he did not like, he would not say it. He was afraid that if he really said it, his mother would not bring him to watch television in the future. He would not be able to hold his motherâs hand while holding his fatherâs hand like now.
However, when he saw Doraemon, he finally fixed his eyes on it and felt that it was so beautiful! He was very envious of the small characters in cartoons who had so many advanced props!
âMom liked to watch this when she was young, especially when she saw that
they had so much technology. I was even more envious.â Fu Xin pinched Jiang Xinyuanâs little face.
âI feel the same as Mom!â Jiang Xinyuan was exceptionally excited. He did not expect to feel the same way as his mother. This feeling was so magical!
âThen can you be a scientist in the future? Get me some high-tech stuff to play with and let me go to heaven.â Although Fu Xin had high hopes for her son, she was just saying it. What she hoped for the most was for Jiang Xinyuan to grow up happily.
However, Jiang Xinyuan did not think so. He wholeheartedly wanted to fulfill his motherâs wish. âMom, I will work hard.â As he spoke, he raised his little hand.
Fu Xin rubbed his little head and felt extremely happy. Her son had to work hard for his dream. However, just as she was thinking this, a cold gaze looked at her. She seemed to have sensed something and looked at that gaze.
It was Jiang Yi!
She had forgotten about this person while watching cartoons. He wanted to nurture Jiang Xinyuan into the successor of the Jiang Corporation. Wasnât it against his wishes for her to say this?
However, after thinking about it, she felt a little embarrassed to take back what she had just said. In the end, she thought of a compromise. âYouâre still quite young and in good health. It wonât be a problem for you to live to 80 or 90 years old. You can choose to retire when youâre 70 or 80 years old. At that time, Little Xinyuan will definitely get married and have children. Your grandson will be out. You can let your grandson take over!â
After Fu Xin finished speaking, her heart ached a little. If only she had two children. One was born for her dream, and the other inherited the family business. Wouldnât that be perfect? Unfortunately, Jiang Yi was infertile and only had one child, Jiang Xinyuan.
âRetire in my seventies or eighties? Youâre not a capitalist exploiter, are you?â Jiang Yi chuckled and complained in his heart.
âDad, whatâs retirement? Whatâs capitalism? Whatâs exploitation?â Jiang Xinyuan had no idea what his father was talking about, but it didnât sound like a good thing. He didnât like others criticizing his mother, so he had to understand what his father was talking about.
Fu Xin didnât answer. Instead, she was attracted by the cartoon. When she saw a plot, she realized that the father and son were still discussing capitalism. Moreover, she realized that Jiang Xinyuan was listening very seriously and did not find it boring at all. She also listened along.
Jiang Yi seemed to be an all-rounder. He should also be an expert at being a teacher. After he lectured, there were many more interesting things.
People like Fu Xin who didnât like to study understood a little. Jiang Xinyuan was even more excited as he listened. From time to time, he would discuss with Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi did not waste any time and patiently answered him.
It was not until he understood what it meant to be exploited that it was over.
In the middle, Fu Xin didnât dare to disturb them. She listened to them until they finished talking and admired Jiang Yi. He was really a god. He could make a child understand such a complicated thing.
âLittle Xinyuan, Iâm just saying. You can do whatever you want in the future. You donât have to listen to me completely.â Fu Xin felt that she was still an open-minded parent! She never forced children, especially when she saw Jiang Xinyuan, who was so cute.
âBut I really want to help Mom fulfill her wish!â Jiang Xinyuanâs love for his mother had never changed. He had always followed Fu Xinâs wishes. This mother and son were really filial.
Fu Xin wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by Jiang Yi. âSon, although youâre also smart, there are many smart people in the world. If you have money, you can hire them to work for you and do scientific research for
you..â