After being reborn, I have seven older sisters.

Song Yougen was completely unaware of his son's desire to join the army or even apply to a military academy.

He felt that the child's desire to improve his physical fitness was definitely a good thing.

Since the son's intentions are not wrong, then the father should try his best to satisfy him.

Besides, if Song Mantun's son has something, why can't his own son have it too!

However, when he approached the training equipment, touched it, and tried out the weight of the stone weights and brick dumbbells one by one, his brows immediately furrowed.

"What's wrong, Dad? Are you alright?"

When Song Guangliang saw his father's pained expression, he thought that he had accidentally strained his back while carrying the exercise equipment!

"fine!"

Song Yougen shook his head with a troubled expression. "If these things were made of wood, Dad could make a few for you based on the pattern, but these things are all made of brick and stone. The tools Dad uses for working are probably not up to the task!"

When Song Guangliang heard his father say that he couldn't do it, a look of disappointment instantly appeared on his face.

But when he realized that Song Chunsheng and his parents were unintentionally looking at him, he immediately smiled awkwardly and said, "Actually, I was just saying. Never mind, Dad, if your tools don't work, we won't make it!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yougen suddenly raised his head and looked at his son with a surprised expression.

I thought to myself, "Why is this kid acting so differently today?"

In the past, if it were anything he wanted, I would have to get it for him no matter what.

But today he gave up so quickly, and said it so eloquently.

Could it be that my son has become sensible after waking up from a nap?

The thought of his son suddenly becoming more sensible immediately lifted his spirits, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

But when he noticed his son and Song Mantun's family looking at him with curiosity, Song Yougen quickly shut his mouth, coughed lightly, and said, "If Dad's tools aren't good enough, then find someone with good tools to do it for you. A living person won't die from holding their pee!"

Song Guangliang grinned and scratched his head. "Well... okay then!"

Just then, Song Chunsheng looked at his parents and said in a consultative tone, "Dad, Mom, how about this? Let Guangliang come to our house and use my equipment to train first. He can train at his own home when he gets his own equipment!"

"Besides, if we practice together, we can encourage each other and it's easier to stick with it!"

Before Song Mantun and Liu Yan'e could speak, Song Yougen said first, "I'm so sorry, I keep coming to your house, I'm just afraid that if I stay too long I'll cause trouble for your family!"

"No trouble at all, what's the trouble!"

Liu Yan'e immediately smiled and said, "As long as both children can get their bodies in good shape, we parents should support them unconditionally."

"So, about this matter..."

Song Yougen felt that although he was very willing to accept the favor from Liu Yan'e's family, he should still ask his son for his opinion.

What if my son doesn't want to come?

If you accept someone's favor but then make your son do something he doesn't want to do, then it really becomes like the old saying, "castrating a pig and cutting off its ears—suffering from both ends!"

So he immediately looked at his son, Song Guangliang, and asked with a serious expression, "Are you willing to come to Chunsheng and be with him...?"

"I do, I absolutely do!"

Before his father could finish speaking, Song Guangliang immediately expressed his own thoughts.

He then thanked Song Chunsheng and his parents, saying, "Chunsheng, thank you, and thank you also, Auntie and Uncle. If I'm not going to school next time, I'll come to your house and train with Chunsheng!"

"Come on! Join Chunsheng. You two brothers have both gotten really fit. Once the tent is up and running, even if it rains, it won't stop you from training!"

Liu Yan'e happily spoke her mind!

In the village, Song Hongqin and Chunsheng were the only close friends, and they went to and from school together every day.

But apart from that, Chunsheng had no other friends. He would lock himself in his room to study all day and didn't spend much time communicating with his family.

Therefore, Liu Yan'e and Song Mantun have always hoped that their son could make more friends and not be so quiet and lifeless at such a young age.

They were genuinely worried that if things continued like this, their son might develop some mental health issues from all the pent-up frustration...

On the way back, Song Guangliang told his father that during the first half of the year of high school, they had taken three formal exams, and Song Chunsheng's exam scores were always the highest among the more than 200 students in the whole grade.

When Song Yougen learned of this news, he was immediately shocked.

He never expected that the mother of the Seventh Fairy could give birth to such a remarkable son.

But then he looked at his own precious child, who spent his days comparing himself to his classmates in terms of food and clothing, skipping classes and getting into fights, and he never gave him a moment's peace of mind.

Thinking about all this, he was starting to have second thoughts about letting his son train at someone else's house.

He was genuinely worried that his son might corrupt the studious child in Song Mantun's family.

But then again, since Song Mantun and Liu Yan'e aren't worried about this, maybe their child is self-disciplined from a young age and is naturally gifted at studying, and wouldn't be affected by a troublesome child like their own at all!

However, there is one thing he really needs to handle carefully.

According to the plan, the shed to be built for Song Mantun's family will be scheduled for at least half a month later.

But now that things have turned out this way, my son will have to go to other people's houses to train from time to time.

Moreover, his son would definitely need the shed that was built.

Since the Song family treats their child so sincerely, I, as their father, certainly can't be inconsiderate and hurt their feelings.

Therefore, the time for setting up the tent can no longer be the same as the time we just discussed with Song Mantun and his wife.

It has to be done in advance, and the sooner the better, ideally within a week.

Furthermore, there's the issue of materials and price for building the shed. The best materials must be used, and the labor costs can be reduced further.

After considering all this, Song Yougen patted his son on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Since we'll be exercising with Chunsheng from now on, shouldn't we also..."

"You can study as hard as he does, right, Dad? I know that, so don't worry!"

Song Yougen thought to himself, "Oh dear, it seems that my son is indeed just as I thought."

They've grown up and become more sensible!

It seems that my trip to Song Mantun's house today was definitely worthwhile.

From now on, I really should take this kid to visit Song Mantun's house more often, so that this troublemaker can spend more time with Chunsheng. Who knows, he might actually turn out well in the future!

He quickly decided that he would start preparing the materials for building the shed the next day, and start construction as soon as the materials were gathered.

Just then, Song Guangliang, the son, suddenly said, "Dad, I just looked at Song Chunsheng and he doesn't seem to have changed much. He's not like what's being said in the village, like he's some kind of Nezha the Third Prince turning around..."

"You...shut up right now!"

After interrupting his son, Song Yougen quickly looked around and breathed a sigh of relief once he was sure no one was around.

But soon he glared at his son and began to scold him.

"Let others gossip as they please, but you'd better keep those words to yourself, especially in front of Chunsheng and his family. Don't utter a single word about them, or you might as well not bother going to their house to train!"

Song Guangliang was startled by his father's presence. He knew that his father never believed in superstitious things and disliked his family getting involved in the gossip and discussions in the village.

So he immediately nodded, and solemnly assured him, "I understand, Dad!"

Seeing his son's remorseful and corrective appearance, Song Yougen stopped talking, immediately put his hands behind his back, and walked quickly towards home!

At this moment, Song Manmiao was sitting at her younger brother's desk in his room, earnestly copying her Chinese language notes.

Chunsheng sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), holding the first volume of his second-year high school Chinese textbook, carefully reading a classical Chinese text.

Although my sister had taken a couple of months of high school courses, the gains from those months were negligible in terms of preparing for the upcoming college entrance examination.

Therefore, Chunsheng decided to first learn all the courses for the second year of high school himself, and then teach them to his sister...