Chapter 27
Yun Juan narrowed her eyes and asked, "Are you saying I'm uncultured?"
Yang Qingshu thought about it seriously for a moment and nodded, admitting without any hesitation, "You can understand it that way." "
Actually, in his eyes, Yun Shu was also an uncultured little fool, but Yun Shu was his good friend, and he wouldn't say it so bluntly to avoid hurting his friend's self-esteem.
But to him, Yun Juan was just his good friend's older brother. He could just say whatever he wanted without needing to think too much.
Yun Juan clenched his fist, which was as big as a red bean bun. If mommy hadn't told him that hitting was the worst method, he really wanted to beat up Yang Qingshu. Da Pang clearly didn't dare mess with him, yet he always acted pitiful in front of little Shu. He must have thought Little Shu was easy to fool!
Not only that, he was mocking him for being uncultured!
Yun Juan said angrily, "Although I haven't started kindergarten yet, I study regularly. How dare you say I'm uncultured!"
Mommy had already started teaching them to read!
Yun Shu completely sided with her elder brother. She nodded and said, "Yes, Qing Qing, you're wrong to say that. Elder brother is very smart and knows a lot." "
Yang Qingshu felt a little wronged after hearing her say that. He was telling the truth, so why was she saying he was wrong?
He touched his chest; why did it feel a little sore? How strange.
But he didn't think too much about it. He jumped off the sofa and slowly walked over to Yun Chuman, who was watching the scene unfold, and politely said, "Auntie, could I have a piece of paper and a pen?"
Yun Chuman glanced at the bewildered Yun Juan and Yun Shu and was also curious about what Yang Qingshu wanted, so she smiled and said, "Sure, I'll go find them for you."
She turned and went back to the bedroom, tore a piece of paper from her sketchbook, grabbed a pencil, and went out.
Yang Qingshu took the pencil, thanked her, and returned to the coffee table to write something. Yun Chuman noticed his very proper grip on the pencil.
“This 2B pencil is quite soft and has a dark color, so write lightly,” Yun Juan subconsciously reminded him.
Yun Chuman’s eyes lit up, and she nodded with satisfaction.
Different art pencils have different hardness and shades of color. She hadn’t systematically taught him these things. She had only mentioned it casually after Yun Juan asked and she hadn’t expected him to remember it!
“Aren’t they all pencils?” Yang Qingshu looked at the pencil in his hand with a puzzled expression.
Yun Juan raised an eyebrow but didn’t speak.
Yang Qingshu didn’t pay attention, but as soon as he put pen to paper, he noticed something unusual: the black marks on the white paper were very noticeable.
Sweeping a quick glance to Yun Juan, he lightened his grip, scribbled a few lines on the paper, and expressionlessly pushed it in front of him: "If you're really as good as little Shu says, then solve this equation."
"Equation?" Yun Juan and Yun Shu tilted their heads simultaneously, looking bewildered.
Yun Chuman was startled and reached her head out to peer at the paper. It really was an equation, a linear equation in one variable.
But do kindergarten children learn these things now?!
In her previous life, she hadn't attended school, receiving tutoring at home from elder brother or private tutors. Even so, she knew that equations were something children learned in elementary school.
She frowned in confusion. Was this really necessary? Or was Yang Qingshu too advanced?
Yun Juan stared blankly at the string of numbers and letters on the paper. He recognized each one individually, but why couldn't he understand them when they were put together?
He looked up, suspiciously asking, "You made this up, didn't you..."
Looking into Yang Qingshu's honest gaze, he felt increasingly unsure of himself.
Yang Qingshu sighed and snatched the paper from his hand. "Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Little Juan, look carefully, this is how you solve it."
Yun Juan pursed his lips, reluctantly but still watching intently.
Yun Shu was also very curious, so she rested her chin on her hands on the coffee table, watching Yang Qingshu solve the problem intently.
Yang Qingshu glanced at her, patiently explaining each step meticulously.
Yun Juan and Yun Shu were both intelligent. Although they still didn't quite understand, they vaguely felt that what he said made sense.
"In the end, x equals three."
Yang Qingshu gently placed the pen on the table. He noticed Yun Juan's unwilling expression and, after a moment's thought, comforted him, "Little Juan, don't be too sad. These problems are still difficult, but as long as you study hard, you'll definitely be able to learn them."
They were indeed difficult. They were at least problems to be learned after entering elementary school. He had simply started learning ahead of time with his father.
Yun Juan seemed not to hear him. His head bowed, staring intently at the equation on the paper as his tightly pursed lips turned slightly pale.
"Wow," Yun Shu was less troubled. She exclaimed and admiringly said, "Qingqing, you're so amazing!"
Yang Qingshu chuckled shyly, "Little Shu, you're so smart. Once you start school, you'll definitely learn them quickly."
Yun Shu became interested, clapping her hands, "Okay, okay! I'll ask Mommy later if elder brother and I can go to school!"
Getting a satisfactory answer, Yang Qingshu was immediately pleased.
He glanced at the time, remembering his homework: "Little Shu, it's getting late, I'll go home now. I'll come find you again after school tomorrow!"
Yun Shu followed behind him, seeing him to the door and waving with a smile: "See you tomorrow, Qingqing!"
Three kids made a drama.
Yun Chuman was practically just short of melon seeds. She couldn't help but slap her forehead at the sight of Yun Shu's silly and sweet expression. Little Shu, look at your elder brother's face. It's as black as the bottom of a pot!
With a bang, Yun Shu closed the door.
She ran to Yun Chuman, tilting her head back and asked with some bounce, "Mommy, Mommy, when can elder brother and I go to kindergarten? I want to be as brilliant as Qingqing!"
Yun Chuman didn't dare answer, secretly glancing at Yun Juan. She saw the little boy slightly tighten his grip, instantly crumpling the white paper in his hand.
He silently placed the paper on the table, abruptly turned around, and ran to the corner of the room with his short legs. He skillfully took something from the toolbox, ran to the bedroom with a huff, and slammed the door shut.
Yun Shu was startled by his sudden action. The excitement on her face gradually faded.
She stared blankly at the closed door and asked in confusion, "Why is elder brother angry all of a sudden?"
Yun Chuman sighed and patted her little head. "Elder Brother isn't angry. He's depressed."
"Depressed?" Frowning, Yun Shu pondered for a moment and glanced at the paper on the table. "Is it because elder brother couldn't solve the problem?"
"It's not just that," Yun Chuman squatted down to look at her. "What makes elder brother even sadder is that little Shu praised Qingqing. He probably feels that in your heart he can’t compare to Qingqing."
In short, he was a little lemon spirit. Yun Shu praising Yang Qingshu was a much bigger blow than not being able to solve the problem.
"No, no, I don't think Qingqing is more brilliant," Yun Shu stamped her foot anxiously. "In my heart, elder brother is the most brilliant! Qingqing can't compare to elder brother!"
"Okay, okay, I understand," Yun Chuman smiled and pinched her little cheek. "In that case, little Shu, come with me to find elder brother and tell him these things in person, okay?"
Yun Shu nodded seriously, pounding her little chest with her fist: "I will definitely tell elder brother!"
Yun Chuman led her by the hand to the bedroom door. She knocked first and after waiting a while without hearing Yun Juan's response, she tentatively pushed the door open.
With a little force, the door opened.
Yun Chuman was a little surprised. When she was little, she always locked the door when she threw a tantrum. Seeing this, she couldn't help but think that Yun Juan was really a worry-free child. Even when he threw a tantrum, he wouldn't do anything to cause concern.
The neatly tidied bedroom was empty. Yun Juan was nowhere to be seen.
"Little Juan?" Yun Chuman called softly, but there was still no answer.
She scratched her head, wanting to check under the bed.
Yun Shu tugged at her sleeve.
Yun Chuman looked down and saw the little girl pointing her chubby finger furtively at the wardrobe and whispering to her, "Mommy, elder brother is in there."
Yun Chuman looked at the wardrobe. Oh, that was a good hiding place too. Much cleaner than under the bed.
"Let's go take a look," Influenced by Yun Shu, she automatically lowered her voice.
The two of them tiptoed over, carefully opening the wardrobe door little by little.
Yun Chuman peeked inside and almost burst out laughing at the inopportune moment.
Yun Juan was curled up in the corner of the wardrobe, hugging his legs and his little face scrunched up in a pitiful expression.
He looked pitiful, but what was funny was that there was a flashlight next to him, its beam illuminating the entire wardrobe. Yun Juan's face was very close to the light, making him look particularly comical.
Yun Chuman guessed that the child was afraid of the dark but liked to hide in the wardrobe, hence his actions.
Yun Shu was probably used to it by now.
She nimbly climbed into the wardrobe, opened her short, chubby arms, and tried to hug Yun Juan tightly, saying guiltily, "Elder Brother, I've never thought Qingqing is better than you. Elder Brother will always be the best in my heart! Don't be sad, okay?"
Her voice choked up a little towards the end.
Hearing younger sister's comforting words, Yun Juan's pent-up grievances instantly burst forth. He sniffled his stinging nose and felt a little happy. Sure enough, in little Shu's heart, he was much better than Yang Qingshu!
Yun Shu hugged him and swagged a bit. Her little eyebrows drooped and her puppy-dog eyes were full of tears.
Yun Juan glanced at her and his heart softened. He turned and hugged her back. Red eyes, he murmured an "En."
Yun Chuman watched the two children, sobbing uncontrollably, and felt both amused and exasperated. The wardrobe wasn't very spacious, and she couldn't go in to comfort them. She could only sit on the floor and watch them vent their emotions.
Yun Juan and Yun Shu were so well-behaved that even when they cried, they wouldn't scream. They cried silently, wiping each other's tears with their chubby little hands.
After what seemed like an eternity, their tears finally stopped, and the flashlight batteries were gone.
Yun Chuman reached out and smiled, "Come out."
Yun Juan and Yun Shu were still hugging each other, cheek to cheek, staring at her with wide eyes, motionless.
Yun Chuman asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Do you want to sleep in the closet?"
The two children's cheeks slowly flushed, their tear-streaked eyelashes trembled, and they whispered, "Mommy, our legs are numb."
Yun Chuman subconsciously looked at their short legs and at this time, the two children's chubby little feet twitched. She burst out laughing.
Yun Juan and Yun Shu's cheeks turned even redder, and they looked at her with a somewhat resentful gaze: "Mommy..."
Clutching her stomach, Yun Chuman laughed for a long time before finally reaching out to pick them up one by one.
The bedroom floor was covered with insulating foam boards.
Yun Juan and Yun Shu sat on them and their short legs naturally stretched out.
Yun Chuman sat behind them, holding them in her arms, gently massaging their numb legs. The two children grimaced in discomfort.
"Let's see if you dare to put on a melodramatic show in the closet next time," Yun Chuman said, playfully flicking their noses.
The two children's cheeks flushed even more.
Yun Juan buried his face in her arms, wishing he could hide himself.
Yun Shu scratched her head, sticking out her tongue with a grin.
Yun Shu looked at elder brother and cautiously asked, "Elder Brother, are you still depressed?"
Yun Juan looked at her and slowly shook his head. Then his eyelids drooped and he nodded again.
He gripped Yun Chuman's clothes tightly with his little hands, and after a long while, he stammered, "Mommy, am I very stupid?"
Before Yun Chuman could react, Yun Shu stood up with agitation. Waving her little arms, she said, "Elder Brother isn't stupid at all! Elder Brother is super smart!"
Yun Juan smiled at her.
Yun Chuman patted her little head and helped her sit down before asking Yun Juan, "Why do you think you're stupid, Little Juan?"
"That question... I don't know how to do it." Yun Juan lowered his head with a gloom. Not only did he feel not only helpless but also ignorant, thinking Yang Qingshu was lying to him.
Yun Shu had never seen elder brother like this before. Feeling so bad, she almost cried. She opened her mouth but found that besides telling him he was the best, she didn't know how to comfort him.
She raised her little face, her eyebrows drooping as she looked at Yun Chuman pleadingly.
Yun Chuman winked at her comfortingly and then looked down at Yun Juan, "Little Juan, do you know what 'each industry has their specialist' means?"
Yun Juan looked up at her, shaking his head sadly. He was so stupid, he didn't understand anything.
Yun Chuman smiled and said, "To put it simply, everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Little Juan, don't you think Qingqing is very smart?"
Yun Juan reluctantly nodded.
"But he doesn't know how to act or draw, he doesn't even know that a 2B pencil is softer and darker than a regular pencil, while you, Little Juan, know all these things perfectly. In this situation, would you think he's stupid?"
Yun Juan thought for a moment and slowly shook his head: "He hasn't studied these things."
"Similarly, Little Juan, you haven't studied math either, while Qingqing has, so why do you think you're stupid?" Yun Chuman patiently explained, "And you and Little Shu can cook, but Mom can't. Does that mean I'm stupid?"
Yun Juan hesitated. In his eyes, Mommy was indeed a little stupid, but very cute.
However, he instinctively felt that saying this would upset Mommy: "Mom isn't stupid."
Yun Chuman proudly said, "Of course I'm not stupid."
It was just that she didn't have the talent for cooking.
Yun Juan lowered his head guiltily, carefully considering Yun Chuman's words. Then his eyes lit up: "Mom, I think I understand what those words means. Does it mean that Yang Qingshu and I have learned different things and know different things, so we can't compare?"
He paused and added, "I'm not stupid either!"
"Little Juan is great."
Yun Chuman encouraged him. Although her goal had been achieved, she felt this was a good teaching opportunity. "Each industry has their specialist has another meaning. Take cooking, for example. Although Little Juan and Little Shu are young, you are both really good at it. As an elder, Mommy is willing to learn from you and treat you as my teachers."
Yun Shu blinked, tentatively asking, "Does that mean if someone is very good at something, regardless of their age, we should respect them?"
"That's right!"
Yun Chuman patted the two children's heads approvingly. "Little Juan and Little Shu are so smart! I only gave two examples, and you both understood that. How could you be little fools?"
Yun Juan laughed, "Mommy, when are Little Shu and I going to kindergarten?"
He wanted to learn math and beat Yang Qingshu!
Yun Shu, who was already interested in kindergarten, happily exclaimed, "Mommy, Mommy, I want to go to kindergarten too!"
Yun Chuman had just been thinking about this, but filming a variety show would definitely interfere with the regular classes.
Besides, she had no experience in this area and was even planning to ask Yang Qingshu's father, Yang Fengnian, for experience one of these days.
Just as she was about to mention her plans, her phone rang.
Yun Chuman glanced at the caller ID. It was an unknown number. She said to the two children, "I'll take this call first, shh~"
Yun Juan and Yun Shu obediently nodded, covering their mouths with their hands.
Yun Chuman pressed the answer button: "Hello."
A pleasant female voice came from the other end: "Hello, are you Ms. Yun Chuman, the creator of 'Cloud'?"
Yun Chuman wasn't surprised that someone knew her real identity; after all, Yun Shu was too easy to recognize.
However, she was somewhat surprised that someone could find her by phone. Normally, her contact information was confidential.
She became slightly more wary: "May I ask who you are...?"