1979: The child's mother is a celestial being.

Chapter 233 Raising sons with frugality, raising daughters with abundance (Please subscribe!)

The first day of the Lunar New Year in 1983.

early morning.

A long-awaited ray of sunshine pierced through the clouds from the sky, precisely finding a small crack in the floor-to-ceiling window of the Chen family's master bedroom in the Overseas Chinese Apartment and shining in.

Like a thief.

It startled the woman in bed who was half-awake.

"Is it dawn yet?"

Liu Xiaoli murmured and slowly woke up, but felt a bit blinded by the light, so she closed her eyes again.

At the same time, a fair and smooth arm, as white as a jade lotus root, stretched out from under the covers to shield her eyes before she opened them again.

Once her eyes adjusted to the light, Liu Xiaoli lowered her arm and turned her head to look at the person next to her, only to be shocked to find that the person next to her was gone.
"husband?"

She called out into the bathroom.

no respond.

Looking at the crib next to it, the older baby was still sleeping, but the younger one was nowhere to be seen.

So he sat up in bed.

The moment she sat up, the quilt slipped off her body, revealing a patch of snow-white skin and some signs of a battle.

Liu Xiaoli instinctively pulled up the blanket to cover herself.

But then I quickly realized it wasn't necessary. My gaze lingered on the wall clock for two seconds. It was 7:33.

tick, tick...

In a quiet bedroom, when you don't pay attention to the time, you seem not to hear the second hand ticking, but when you do pay attention, you can always hear the passage of time.

7:35.

Wearing clean pajamas, Liu Xiaoli opened the bedroom door and came to the living room, only to find her 'missing' husband and son there.

Everyone else in the family got up, and the aroma of last night's New Year's Eve dinner wafted from the kitchen.

"Woke up."

Chen Fusheng was playing with his son when he saw his wife come out and greeted her.

"Hmm, when did you get up?" Liu Xiaoli asked her husband curiously, while nodding to her sister at the same time.

"I was woken up by this little devil at six o'clock. I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I just got up," Chen Fusheng said, yawning.

After the Spring Festival Gala ended last night, they got home at around 2 a.m.

When he got back, he and his wife ate something, but to speed up digestion, they helped each other do some stretching exercises in the bedroom. Then, at six o'clock this morning, he was woken up by his son's crying. In fact, he hadn't slept for two hours at all.

"Why don't you go back to sleep for a while?"

As soon as Liu Xiaoli finished speaking, she seemed to remember something and added, "By the way, are you going to that Spring Festival gathering today? What time is it?"

"I'll start at ten o'clock, and I'll be out by eight-thirty at the latest. Then I'll come back and go to sleep." Chen Fusheng nodded to his wife, then looked down and saw that his son had stopped playing with him and was stumbling towards his mother.

He then asked, "Is Sissi still not awake?"

"No."

Liu Xiaoli first shook her head at her husband, then looked down at her son and said, "Mom hasn't washed up yet, I'll hug you later."

The little guy was a bit upset, but he didn't cry. He turned around and went to find his dad again.

At that moment, Chen Fusheng also got up and went to the kitchen.

"what--"

Upon seeing this, the chubby boy immediately let out an angry protest, but the poor boy was unsteady on his feet and ended up falling on his bottom first.

Fortunately, I was wearing thick clothes in winter, so it didn't hurt when I fell.

If it were her sister, she would have been crying by now. But this kid was just a little angry and didn't shed a single tear.

He stuck out his butt and got up from the ground.

She even patted the dust off her bottom in a very serious manner, and when she saw her father watching her, she walked towards him, babbling incoherently.

But suddenly, a pair of hands intercepted it halfway through.

By the time they realized what was happening, they had already fallen into their aunt's clutches.

The chubby boy didn't really like his aunt because she kept kissing his face with drool.

Actually, when Chen Fusheng first saw his son fall, his first reaction was to help him up.

But seeing that the little guy wasn't crying or making a fuss and knew he could get up, he pulled his outstretched foot back in.

He even reached out to stop his sister-in-law from helping him up.

As the saying goes, "Raise a son with frugality to cultivate ambition, and a daughter with lavishness to nurture virtue."

He also hoped that the boy could develop the ambition that boys should have from a young age.

As for how to hone one's skills?

It's not about skimping on his food, clothing, or daily necessities, or misinterpreting the old saying as "raise sons frugally and daughters lavishly." Rather, it's about showing consideration in these small aspects of life.

Next, he ate breakfast before heading out.

Of course, we didn't eat much, because there would be food at the Spring Festival gathering later.

After finishing breakfast, his daughter was still asleep, but the car that was supposed to pick him up had already arrived, so he said goodbye to his family and went out.

Regardless of the era, the media is always one of the most sensitive professions.

Although today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, many newspaper editors and reporters clearly did not sleep all night.

So when Chen Fusheng left home, reports about last night's Spring Festival Gala had already appeared on the newsstands this morning, along with the freshly printed newspapers.

Since there was still plenty of time, when the car carrying Chen Fusheng passed a newsstand, he told the driver to stop and he got out to buy some things.

"A Night of Breaking the Ice, A Night Full of Springtime Vigor—The First CCTV Spring Festival Gala Wins a Round of Applause"

This is the headline given to last night's Spring Festival Gala by the Arts and Literature section of the People's Daily. After reading the article, Chen Fusheng found that it not only praised the gala for its lively format, wonderful content, and sincere emotions, but also emphasized the profound significance of the gala in "keeping up with the trend of the times and meeting the growing spiritual and cultural needs of the people."

"Telephone-on-demand breaks records, 'Hometown Love' lifted from ban warms hearts."

This is the headline in the Beijing Evening News.

After reading the content, Chen Fusheng found that it described in detail the grand occasion of phone requests during the gala, and defined the performance of "Hometown Love" as "a clear signal of a literary and artistic spring".

One section of it reads:
"When Li Guiyi's singing was broadcast on national television again, it not only soothed personal homesickness, but also the long-suppressed emotional expression of a generation."

Chen Fusheng picked up the *China Youth Daily*, *Wenhui Daily*, and other publications again…

"The Yangtze River and the Great Wall resonate across the screen, connecting the voices of patriots across the world."

"Though I wear Western clothes, my heart remains Chinese"—a song that resonates with millions of hearts.

"The youngest actress, the brightest star—Chen Qian and 'Good Fortune and Happiness' sing of happiness for every family."

"A Warm Current of Ideological Liberation: Li Guyi Returns to the Screen to Sing 'Hometown Love'"

"Director Chen Fusheng's new film, also China's first blockbuster, 'Die Hard,' was released nationwide on the first day of the Lunar New Year. The 45-second trailer on the Spring Festival Gala ignited the entire audience."

"A two-year-old toddler captivated millions of viewers with his adorable, childlike voice."

"The skit 'Eating Chicken' made the whole audience laugh..."

"..."

After a long while, Chen Fusheng put down the newspaper and muttered, "It seems there are more news reports about my daughter than about me!"

(End of this chapter)