I became a villain, tall, rich and handsome

Lin Feng was covered with black lines on his forehead.

"Have you finished watering the flowers?"

Lin Feng was afraid that he would be pissed to death by Shen Qingxue, so he read the novel she wrote, took two deep breaths to calm down, and continued to water the flowers on the balcony.

He thought about talking to Shen Qingxue for a while and asking her to change the direction of her writing. Don't touch people's heads, kill people, etc. What if such bad things affect the children?

Lin Feng moved a chair and sat next to Shen Qingxue. He was holding a copy of "Aesop's Fables" in his hand. Shen Qingxue lowered her head and looked at her stomach and then looked at the "Aesop's Fables" in Lin Feng's hand, looking a little confused. To him, "What do you want to do?"

"Didn't you say that children's education should start from an early age?" Lin Feng opened a page at random and prepared to read aloud and emotionally.

Shen Qingxue quickly covered Lin Feng's mouth with her hand and glared at him angrily, "What can he understand at such a young age?"

"It's also good to let him hear dad's voice." Lin Feng quibbled.

In fact, Lin Feng doesn't know whether Shen Qingxue's belly is a boy or a girl, but there is an old saying called sour children and spicy girls. Shen Qingxue likes to eat sour fruits at home recently, although Lin Feng knows that there is no scientific basis for this. , but still subconsciously thought that Shen Qingxue had a boy in her belly.

"Yang Xu's children are learning some Tang poetry recently. I think it is necessary for our children to be exposed to it." Lin Feng did not give up and wanted to continue telling stories.

"Ah? His child won't turn two years old in a month or two, right? Do you understand this?"

When Yang Xu's family had children, she and Lin Feng often went to Yang Xu's house, but after his children could crawl, they rarely went there.

Shen Qingxue didn't know if the two-year-old child could speak fluently anymore.

"I just read it to her, including three hundred Tang poems and Song lyrics..." Lin Feng thought about the books that Yang Xu asked him to read to his children.

Looking at Lin Feng's expression, Shen Qingxue frowned. Ever since this guy came back from Yang Xu's house a few days ago, it was not normal. Wasn't it said that one pregnancy would make you stupid for three years? I'm not stupid for being pregnant, right? Why did this father start having sex in the first place?

Shen Qingxue held her stomach warily, "Did you listen to what he told you?"

"No, it's just how to raise children." Lin Feng thought about it and didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Don't listen to them. We can raise them how we want to raise them. In the future, we will let our children learn whatever they are interested in. As parents, we must be open-minded and don't force them. The child hasn't grown up yet. It's like raising him to be a child." Genius, what are you thinking about..."

"Oh." Yang Xu's wife is a university teacher. Every time she goes to his house, she is enveloped in a strong learning atmosphere. He now understands why he doesn't go out for a drink every time Mao asks him...

"When I was chatting with Yang Xu, he told me how complicated it is to raise a child. He has already started arranging the child's kindergarten and interest classes." Lin Feng scratched his nose. He was a father for the first time. I didn't understand these things, so I thought I could take some advice from someone like Yang Xu.

However, Lin Feng also felt that it was not reliable. His children didn't even know how to call him uncle when they saw him.

"His family has his own way of education. Let's not worry about it. Just leave it to me. Don't listen to his nonsense. We are different." Shen Qingxue began to worry that Lin Feng might be led astray by Yang Xu. At that time, seeing other people's children starting to recite ancient poems at the age of three will indeed make people a little anxious.

"As long as I'm about the same as you and a little stronger than me, I'll be satisfied." Lin Feng still felt that it was good to inherit his damn genes.

"Well... that's about right. It depends on what he likes in the future. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Let's try our best to create a better learning atmosphere for him. If it doesn't work in the future, it won't be too late for us to start planning his future. .”

"Okay, I will listen to my wife." Lin Feng didn't know anything about this, and he only expected the child to get fucked.

"If you have time to sort out these things, why not think about our child's name." Shen Qingxue took a bite of the fruit in her hand and said vaguely.

"This..." Lin Fan was ashamed. He really hadn't considered this. He had spent the past two days cultivating his child into a literary master.

Shen Qingxue looked like I had known her for a long time, still gnawing at the apple in her hand, not at all like the lady she once was.

Since then, Lin Feng has had one more task every day, which is to look up the dictionary.

That day, Lin Feng was scrolling through videos on his mobile phone, looking at the handsome men and beautiful women pushed by the software. Many of the rising stars were young in his eyes.

The rise of post-2000s

After lamenting how time flies, Lin Feng turned off his mobile phone and looked at Shen Qingxue, who was licking fruit and watching TV dramas. He suddenly slapped his thigh.

I’m not even over thirty yet!

Lin Feng quietly walked around and picked up Shen Qingxue, who was watching TV on the sofa with great interest. She had become a little heavier after being pregnant.

But he is not a vegetarian. Although his body has gained some weight and his belly is slightly bulging, he still has strength.

Shen Qingxue complained dissatisfiedly, and Lin Fengqingsheng comforted him a few words, then closed the bedroom door and the guest room became silent for an instant.

The green plants on the balcony are growing happily and lushly, an unknown program is playing on the TV, and there are three or two parenting books on the sofa.

The idiot also rarely became honest, yawned long and leaned against the sofa in a daze with his paws in his hands.

It was so quiet and beautiful together.

The days passed.

In March, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.

Shen Qingxue's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and Lin Feng's life becomes tense.

During this period, he hoarded a considerable amount of items. He bought everything Lin Feng could think of, and the large and small items occupied an entire room.

The doctor said that Shen Qingxue's due date was in April. At this time, March was gradually entering the middle of March. Lin Feng was extremely nervous. If Shen Qingxue made the slightest movement in the middle of the night, he would quickly get up to check.

When she was just pregnant, she was often sore from time to time, but now she was just like a normal person, eating and drinking when she should, and when she was in a bad mood, she would make trouble for him and vent her anger on him.

Lin Feng was worried all day long. Whenever there was any trouble with Shen Qingxue, he would rush over and ask if he felt uncomfortable.

Lin Feng felt really bored in the room, so he simply went to the balcony to tinker with flowers. He parked the car at the door all day long, and the door was unlocked. In case something happened, Shen Qingxue could just get in the car and leave. .

At this time, every day that passed made him look forward to it more and more, and the tension that came with it would also increase.

The lottery is almost ready.