Break Up, Next

"What does Mr. Tang want the young master to learn? Oral pronunciation?"

Su Fu sat on the single sofa beside him, curled his fingers and leaned against him, but looked at Tang Luoke from time to time, feeling a little wronged in his heart. He has already given him food, why doesn't he play with himself? In his heart, he longed for a little friend.

"Daily communication is no longer a problem, he wants to learn grammar." Tang Sibai said, rubbing the back of his son's head.

Su Fu was a little surprised, such a young child has fluent oral English and wants to learn grammar? Turning to think of the Rolls-Royce he drove when he first met Tang Sibai, and looking at the clothes and behavior of the father and son, they must be rich or expensive. Such a family has strict family education and precocious children. excusable.

Tengyuan also has an English class for such young children, but they all teach some basics. Tang Luoke will not enter that kind of class, and Tang Sibai also said that it was tutoring at the beginning. Su Fu was a little hesitant. After he entered Tengyuan, he followed the class schedule and did not take over tutoring.

"Xiao Ke is really good." Su Fu sincerely praised, Tang Luoke seemed a little proud, but he didn't want the teacher to feel too proud, so he kept it secretly, but scrolled and listened to Xiao Ke. Dad praised Tang Luoke so much, and his dark eyes shone with admiration.

The son was praised, and Tang Sibai was honored.

"I wonder if Teacher Su is free at night?"

"At night?" Su Fu originally wanted to spare time during the day. Although the class was a bit tight, there was still some time to squeeze in. At night, it would be a little inconvenient.

"Is it inconvenient?" Tang Sibai smiled lightly, giving people the feeling of being gentle and gentle, without a hint of dominance, making people feel very relaxed when communicating with him.

In the past, it was not that no parents came to invite Su Fu to teach at night, but Su Fu refused. At that time, not long after Su Fu entered He's house, he focused on He Shaoqi and He's mother. He likes himself, and he doesn't want to make Mother He unhappy because he always returns late. Later, with the juanjuan, Su Fu also wanted to spend more time with this sensitive child, and never received tutoring at night.

But now, Su Fu is a little hesitant. He doesn't really want to go back to He's house now. Seeing Mother He's face every day makes him a little annoyed and somewhat withdrawn. If he can go back late, it may not be a bad thing . But what about scrolls?

Tang Sibai understood his concerns and said with a smile: "You can bring the children with you, Xiao Ke doesn't have any friends of the same age, so two children can play together during a break."

I didn't ask about the child's mother or another father. It was Tang Sibai's upbringing not to inquire about other people's private affairs at will. However, judging from the circumstances of the last encounter at the hospital in City B, Tang Sibai actually had a general idea in his heart. Since Su Fu will go to participate in that study, then Su Fu must be a crooked person, and he already has a partner, but his life at his partner's house is not going well, and this child cannot be Su Fu, either from his partner's house, or It was adopted, but for some reason, it is closer to Su Fu.

Su Fu was reluctant to give the scroll to the He family, and the parents of the He family would not take good care of the scroll. Tang Sibai's words just dispelled Su Fu's concerns.

"Juju wants to be with little dad." Juju raised his little head and looked at Su Fu pleadingly, for fear that Su Fu would leave him.

"Of course Juju will be with Dad." Su Fu smiled, hugged Juju on his lap, and touched his small back soothingly.

Seeing the warm interaction between father and son, Tang Sibai slightly curved his lips and touched his son's back, in exchange for a small frown from his son.

"How many hours do you want Mr. Tang to arrange?"

"You guys get off work at 5 o'clock here, can you arrange 6 o'clock to 8 o'clock? It's not safe to go back on the road too late."

Su Fu thought about it, and there was still an hour to prepare for dinner.

“In terms of salary, how about twice your daily salary at Tengyuan?”

Sufu's annual salary is guaranteed to be 200,000 yuan, excluding other bonuses and holidays, just like this, a day is more than 500 yuan. According to Tang Sibai's algorithm, it is 1,000 yuan for one night, two hours, and one 30,000 a month?

Aren't rich people spending money as money? Teng Yuan also had a teacher to take over the tutoring, and it was only two or three hundred for an hour more. Su Fu opened his mouth in surprise, but did not speak.

Seeing Su Fu's appearance, Tang Sibai smiled and said nothing. In fact, this price is not too high. Tang Luoke learned piano at 5,000 an hour last year. However, there are some differences in nature. That piano teacher has won several prizes in national piano competitions. Unfortunately, Tang Luoke stopped learning after a few months. I don't know how that teacher annoyed him.

His parents didn’t recognize him, so he threw away gifts and exchanged cards when they made money. Su Fu still wanted to save more money for them. My sister was still in college and she had to spend everything. Girls’ skin care products, clothes, and everything were all money. The little money you earn is quite rich, but you can't save it for retirement.

Su Fu's father, Su Qiliang, used to be a teacher in an elementary school in City A. He worked diligently to climb up to the position of the dean of education step by step. Seeing that he was about to be promoted to the vice-principal, Su Fu's sexuality was exposed. Great, then without waiting for the school to say anything, Father Su chose to retire early. Maybe he felt ugly.

Su's mother is a typical housewife. After Su's father retired, the only source of daily expenses was Su's father's pension. The old couple later opened a small restaurant, and now the business is very good, but Su He passed by occasionally, but never dared to enter.

Thinking of his parents makes Su Fu feel a little uncomfortable. No matter what he and He Shaoqi are like now, he does not regret being honest with his parents about his sexuality. Serving in front of his parents, the son wants to support but the father refuses to let him.

"If Teacher Su is not satisfied with the price, we can discuss it."

Tang Sibai's gentle and magnetic voice sounded, only then did Su Fu come back to his senses, and quickly shook his head and smiled: "No, no, I was distracted, sorry."

Tang Sibai smiled lightly and asked, "Since Teacher Su is satisfied, can we start tutoring tonight?"

"Yes, Mr. Tang leave your address and contact information, I'll be there tonight."

Su Fu took the notebook that he usually wrote down, and handed it to Tang Sibai together with the pen. Tang Sibai wrote down his contact information and residence address.

"It's not very far from here, about fifteen minutes by car."

Su Fu took a look and knew where it was. The No. 3 water pavilion, located in the villa area in the city center, is said to be the quietest place in the noisy city center. The whole villa area is luxurious but not extravagant. It gives people a sense of restrained luxury, and it doesn't seem that money can buy it. The security facilities in the villa area are also very cautious, and strangers without identification cannot step in.

Knowing that the father and son of the Tang family were both rich and expensive, Su Fu was not surprised that they lived there, but was a little skeptical that he would be blocked from the gate tonight.

I wonder if Tang Sibai saw Su Fu's concerns, so he said, "Mr. Su has the first lesson today, please allow our father and son to invite you to dinner with Xiaojuanjuan, just When the new teacher is welcome, we will go back together after dinner."

"Mr. Tang is very kind."

After saying a few more polite words, it was time for Su Fu to go to class. Tang Sibai also said goodbye and took Tang Luoke to do private affairs, only to say that he would come over in the evening to wait for Su Fu to have dinner together after get off work.

When he saw them leave, his face was broken and he thought that some friends were playing, but the friends didn't care about him at all.

One afternoon, Juanjuan sat silently beside Su Fu's podium, eating snacks and playing with the puzzles Su Fu bought him, quietly, but he could see that he was not very interested.

It wasn't until evening when Tang Sibai and Tang Luoke came again, and Juanjuan raised his little face, walked over, and gave Tang Luoke his puzzle piece like a treasure.

Juju is playing a very small puzzle. In Tang Luoke's eyes, it is a boring toy with no challenge at all, so Tang Luoke did not pick it up.

The child thought that only the little dad liked him, and everyone else didn't like him.

"Volume, what's wrong?" As soon as she packed the folder, she felt her legs were being hugged. Su Fu put the folder on the desk and squatted down to look at the scroll. Look, only to find that the curls have red eyes.

Su Fu was so distressed right away that she picked up the scroll, put it in her arms and patted it lightly. Curling his little arms around Su Fu's neck, his little head was buried on Su Fu's shoulders, and little tears fell silently.

Tang Luoke didn't notice that Kuiju was crying, until Tang Sibai, who was on the phone outside, came in and saw the child lying on Su Fu's shoulder, his body trembling, he glanced at it His own son glanced at him and asked. Tang Luoke looked innocent and ignorant, and looked up at the scroll.

"What's the matter with the little guy?" Tang Sibai walked over and touched the small head of Juanjuan with his big hand.

"It's okay, children are more sensitive." Su Fu smiled lightly, patted the little back of the curl, and coaxed and comforted.

Seeing this, Tang Sibai glanced at his son again, this time with some dissatisfaction in his eyes. Before he went out to answer the phone, he saw Xiaojuanjuan happily walking towards his son. He cried in the blink of an eye. Who else could be offended by his son?

He had a headache when he thought that his son never liked to play with children. In addition to their son, the Tang family is younger now, there are the second-family elder Sun Tangluoqun, and the third-family child Tang Simeng, but his son doesn't like to play with them since he was a child, and he has a small face when he sees it, and asks Tang Sibai At one point, I thought my son had a difficulty in making friends.

Tang Luoke should have gone to the noble kindergarten in City B now, but he just doesn't like it, one is that he knows a lot of what he learns there, and the other is that he doesn't like playing with crying children. This time Tang Sibai came to City A to deal with the branch office, Tang Luoke insisted that his grandmother take a long leave for him to go to kindergarten, he followed Tang Sibai to City A, and confidently said that he also came to study. For this little Jinsun, Tang's father and Tang's mother are very fond of him. Besides, Xiaojinsun has an opinion, is eager to learn, and can be anywhere, so no one opposes him.

Tang Luoke saw his father's eyes, reflected on himself, and looked at the pitiful scroll, perhaps because the scroll was smaller and softer than him, Tang Luoke treated him There is no boredom of Tang Simon's crying. After self-reflection for a while, Tang Luoke groped himself up and down, but found nothing.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful, why didn't he drag a large bag of snacks like a roll, or he could coax him with food at this time.

Fumbling around, and finally only a neatly folded handkerchief came out of his trouser pocket. Many people in the Tang family have the habit of wearing a handkerchief on their bodies. In the early years, paper towels were not as common as they are now. At that time, there were still many handkerchiefs. The embroidered characters on the handkerchiefs of the Tang family were also a symbol of identity. It's just a habit that has been passed down, and it is not necessarily true that you will use it every day.

The material of Tang's handkerchiefs is also very good, they are all customized by designers, everyone is different, Tang Luoke is naturally embroidered with the word "Ke" on it, just this one Words, embroidered is the price of tens of thousands.

"Wipe it for you, boys can't cry." Tang Luoke said this, but his tone was not severe.

Su Fu looked at Tang Luoke's handkerchief and couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this young master likes giving handkerchiefs so much?

Wenjuan also raised the small head buried on Su Fu's shoulder, looked at Tang Luoke and the handkerchief in his hand, stunned for a while, and suddenly raised a smile.

"Thank you, I won't cry in the future." Kuiju took the handkerchief and wiped it on his face.

In fact, he is very coaxing, and his friends are willing to take care of him and give him things. He feels that he has been accepted, and he is very satisfied.

Su Fuxuan saw that Juanjuan was messing around, smiled, took the handkerchief in his hand, and wiped it carefully for him.

After wiping it clean, Juanjuan stared at the handkerchief in his little dad's hand, a little anxious, as if he was afraid that the recovery would not give him, he stretched out his little hand to take it.

Su Fu handed it to him with a smile and put him on the ground.

"You give me this?" Juanjuan looked at Tang Luoke expectantly.

Tang Luoke nodded when he saw that he liked this handkerchief so much, and then he saw the curling smile and said, "Thank you, you are such a good person."

Tang Luoke was a little proud, even happier than beating Tang Simeng, he reached out and touched the curly hair, it was curly, soft, and felt very good, reminded him of He felt very good about Teddy, who was raised at his little aunt's house.

The friendship between children is so strange that it is just a handkerchief.

Tang Sibai is very happy that his son has finally made a child, and he doesn't care about the handkerchief. Although the handkerchief symbolizes his identity in the Tang family, in fact, in addition to the production value of the handkerchief itself, it does not matter. doesn't make much sense.

Su Fujian is happy and in a good mood.

In the end, two adults led a little guy and went out to dinner together.