My wife is in my arms

Chapter 786 Dance Music 1
The couple went upstairs.

"Dad, you're back!"

As soon as Xiao Zishan saw Zhang You, she immediately pointed to her mother and began to complain, "My mom just hit me!"

"Yeah!?"

Zhang You raised his hand and slapped Jiang Yiren's buttocks, then angrily said, "You dare hit my daughter again! Don't you dare to lay a hand on me when I'm not home, or I'll beat your butt to a pulp!"

Jiang Yiren gave her husband an unpleasant look.

This wasn't about avenging Xiao Zishan at all; it was purely about satisfying his own "butt fetish." When Xiao Zishan saw his mother being beaten, he wasn't happy at all. Instead, he asked curiously, "Dad, why did you beat Mom's face until it's all red?"

"Your dad's move is called the Seven Injury Fist. It looks like he's hitting your mom's butt, but it's actually her face that hurts."

Zhang You smiled and spread his palms, saying, "Look, your dad here has some training. I'm an elite trained by Shaolin Temple." Jiang Yiren handed her husband the pajamas and underwear she had neatly arranged on the sofa, then patted him and said, "Go take a shower quickly."

After taking the clothes, Zhang You went into the bathroom.

As I passed by Xiao Zishan, I glanced down at her math homework. One of the problems was: "A father and son are both 99 years old. The father is 50 years old. How old is the son?"

Zhang You was stunned.

Then, I obediently walked towards the bathroom.

According to normal calculations, the son should be forty-nine years old, but he is only one year younger than his father, which is obviously impossible. No matter how fast a person develops, it is impossible for them to develop to that extent.

Therefore, this is inevitably another problem requiring critical thinking.

Anyway, some of the questions are really too convoluted. Zhang You even seriously suspects that there is a problem with this question because the word "total" appears. No matter how you explain it, the father being fifty years old is a fixed formula, and the total being ninety-nine is also a fixed formula. However, he can't say this out loud. If there is any reasonable explanation, he will definitely be ridiculed by Jiang Yiren again.

or.

The person who set the question is now forty-nine years old, while his father will forever remain fifty. The person who set the question did so to commemorate his father.

There is another explanation.

The father in question is a stepfather.

Otherwise, it simply doesn't make sense.

When Zhang You finished showering, he walked curiously to Xiao Zishan's side. Under the little girl's gaze, he pulled out the question she had just written and saw two answers... Zhang You wasn't mistaken, there were indeed two.

The eldest daughter is twenty-four, and the youngest daughter is twenty-five.

Instantly, Zhang You's mind went blank. He pointed at the question and asked Xiao Zishan, "Who taught you to do this?!"

"What's wrong!?"

Jiang Yiren walked over, leaned close to her husband, glanced at the math problem, and immediately laughed, "They didn't say how many daughters they had. This is an Olympiad-style math problem, meant to help children think outside the box."

"It can also be written as 'three daughters,' right!?"

Zhang You asked back.

"As long as you can find the formula to explain it, then there's no problem."

Jiang Yiren replied.

"..."

Zhang You rubbed his cheeks, trying to clear his head. Then, to Jiang Yiren's surprise, Zhang You looked up and slapped himself across the face. He then said in an angry tone, "So this is what happens when you're looking at kids' math problems? Now you're questioning your existence!"

After saying that, Zhang You turned and walked towards the study.

"Mr. Zhang, how about Ms. Jiang tutors you in math tonight?"

Jiang Yiren said with a smile.

"Don't make me angry. If you make me sick, you'll have a hard time."

Under Jiang Yiren's watchful gaze, her husband, who had just entered the study, came out with a water glass and headed downstairs. Jiang Yiren knew without guessing that her husband had gone to prepare his tonic. After drinking the medicine, Zhang You washed the glass, made a cup of tea, and returned to the study. Drinking traditional Chinese medicine followed by tea was indeed a bit harsh, but Zhang You could still tolerate it.

Zhang You opened his notebook and pulled out Bai Li's "Thank You," the song he had randomly selected this time. He printed out the lyrics and put them aside before sitting down to think about how to complete the song with the theme of "dance music."

Jiang Yiren came in carrying a fruit platter.

She didn't disturb her husband, but stood beside him watching him work. Occasionally, when Zhang You made an "ah" sound, Jiang Yiren would feed her husband with a fruit fork.

"I want nobody but you..."

Jiang Yiren was taken aback. The line her husband sang a cappella had a great rhythm, but then she heard him blurt out, "He can't do the rest."

Jiang Yiren reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Stop fooling around."

"No trouble."

Zhang You replied helplessly.

He really only knows this little bit of "Nobody," and even if he knew it all, he wouldn't dare to dance to it. However, if the song were slightly modified, it would undoubtedly be suitable for promoting a girl group. But even if Youyi Studio signs a few pretty girls in the future, he still wouldn't have the ability to write this song.

"Mom, I've finished my homework."

Hearing Xiao Zishan's voice, Jiang Yiren placed the fruit plate next to her desk. Worried that it would affect her husband's work, she moved it a little to the side, only to hear her husband snort coldly, "After a busy day, you won't even let me eat more fruit!"

Just as Jiang Yiren reached out to put the fruit plate back next to his mousepad so he could eat it anytime, she froze for a moment before smiling and asking, "Is it okay now?!"

After kneading the singer's buttocks several times, Zhang You withdrew his hand and said, "It's not that I wanted to take advantage of you, but it's punishment for not letting me eat fruit."

"hehe"

Jiang Yiren wasn't angry. Instead, she chuckled twice and said, "After I give birth and finish my postpartum confinement, I hope the punishment can be more severe. Then... don't pretend to be dead."

"Are you trying to scare me!?"

The corners of Zhang You's mouth twitched a few times.

"Take advantage of this time to increase the distance you run in the morning by a few kilometers."

Jiang Yiren, dressed in her pajamas, walked out of the study. Her laughter drifted over, and Zhang You lost his motivation to work. If the singer weren't pregnant, Zhang You would have wanted to let her know tonight that... the medicine she drank wasn't for nothing.

However, Zhang You knew very well that Jiang Yiren was just joking with him. He knew the diva well; this woman wasn't the type who would "want more" or "want more after she was done with her."

She usually has a cold and aloof demeanor. If she were really that type, it's impossible that after sleeping in a separate room from the security guard, she would be busy with work and taking care of Xiaoshan.

So ultimately, this woman was just playing around with him.

After eating two grapes, Zhang You pondered carefully.

"Dance music, dance music"

Suddenly, Zhang You seemed to remember something and started typing rapidly on the keyboard. Jiang Yiren, who was checking how well her daughter had done her homework, stopped typing. Even Xiao Zishan, who was standing obediently in front of her mother, turned her head to look at the study.

"baila chilly cha cha cha baila chilly cha, dance your chilly dance..."

A rhythmic a cappella singing came from the study.

"My dad..."

Just as Xiao Zishan was about to say something, Jiang Yiren covered her mouth with her hand and then made a shushing gesture to her. Xiao Zishan nodded obediently.

Jiang Yiren took Xiao Zishan's homework and dragged her towards the princess room.

Upon entering the room, Jiang Yiren's face immediately turned icy. Pointing to a math problem, she said, "Where's your brain?! You can't even solve such a simple problem correctly!"

Xiao Zishan blinked.

She realized that her mother had dragged her into the room not because she was worried that she would disturb her father's work, but because she wanted to scold her behind his back.

(End of this chapter)