Becoming a life winner from infancy

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However, at this moment, Xia Anyang, who was nearby, although as excited as Fang Guanghui in his heart, could not join him in examining the miraculous paper airplane.

The reason was simple—

Damn it, why isn't he my son!

This was the first time Xia Anyang had such a thought—

Probably the first time, right.

"Youyou, teach your dad how to fold," Fang Guanghui, riding on his son's coattails, was overbearing, determined to take this opportunity to severely suppress Xia Anyang, who had always been praised by his wife, "Make your dad's paper airplane beat Uncle Xia's!"

Although our paper airplane folding skills might be similar, I have an invincible son! With these skills, these fancy techniques, not to mention the neighborhood, probably the whole Mei City doesn't have many who can compete with him.

But Fang You's attention wasn't solely on his biological father; instead, he looked toward Xia Anyang, who had been sneaking peeks over here.

"Uncle Xia, are you interested in my paper airplane? Do you want to come over and take a look?"

"Hmm..."

Xia Anyang didn't expect Fang You to invite him over and felt surprisingly flattered, but due to the dignity of a great father, he didn't directly agree to come over.

But at this time, Fang Guanghui got anxious, whispering urgently with his son.

"Hey, whose side are you on, don't you know who your dad is?"

?

You're whispering to me now?

Fang You pushed his biological dad, Fang Guanghui, away with some physiological revulsion, clearly showing his disdain.

"Playing with paper airplanes is about everyone having fun together; what's the need to hide anything?"

Fang You said, "Plus, just being able to fold the paper airplane doesn't mean it will fly as well as mine; you still have to learn how to launch it. We should exchange ideas more, and I think Uncle Xia's paper airplanes have some merit too."

[Fang Guanghui thought: is this kid already bending his elbow outwards! Emotional Energy +40]

Meanwhile, although Xia Anyang appeared very calm on the outside, he was already greatly shaken inside:

Fang Guanghui, oh Fang Guanghui, what did you do to deserve such a capable son!

If Fang You said this normally, Xia Anyang might have thought he was trying to please him and would have been on guard.

But compared to Fang Guanghui's arrogance, Youyou's words couldn't sound sweeter!

[Xia Anyang felt your son's vision is hundreds of times greater than your old man's! Knowledge Energy +100]

Fang You gave Xia Anyang an out, and it would have been foolish for him not to take it, so clearing his throat, Xia Anyang couldn't resist continuing to target the overbearing Fang Guanghui:

"Ahem, Youyou's dad, look, your son is so sensible. You as a father have a lot to learn from him."

"Hmph, whether I learn from him or not, he will always be my son. When others praise my son outside, they will also say that I am a good father," replied Fang Guanghui, glancing at Xia Anyang, "What's the matter? Are you unhappy? Unhappy that you didn't have such an awesome son?"

"I..." Experience more on empire

Just as Xia Anyang was about to respond, he suddenly realized something and immediately shut his mouth.

That was close, almost a slip-up there...

Are father and son playing a double act here!

"Just use my paper to fold the airplanes. Anyway, like this, this way, then that way, watch carefully."

"Youyou, why aren't you showing the daddies your advanced airplanes?" asked Xia Nuo, not quite understanding, "The ones you made before were so majestic and powerful."

"I don't chase after paint jobs anymore; it affects the balance and stability of the paper airplanes."

The heavy sword has no sharp edge, and in the hands of a master origamist, Fang You's paper folding skills have reached a state of perfection; he no longer pursues flashy but impractical things.

With just a 100gsm A4 Dowling paper, Fang You could create all kinds of miraculous paper airplanes.

News spread from the sky full of planes: this was the era of Emperor Youyou's origami!

Fang Guanghui and Xia Anyang both became immersed in Fang You's paper airplane teaching and continued their rivalry during the learning process.

"Just you wait, Uncle Xia, this time my Avenger Mark II will definitely not lose to yours."

"Make it first before you speak... you've got the crease wrong again."

"Ah? Really? You wouldn't lie to me, would you?"

Xia Anyang immediately frowned, "You weren't listening carefully to what Youyou said just now, were you..."

...

The fathers vied with each other to show off in front of their children, a scenario Fang You had almost never seen in his memories of a previous life, so he also found it quite interesting, observing carefully the behavior of these men his own age.

It must be said, the way these new-era dads handled things was quite different from the dads of the past.

...

Compared to the rigid image of the father in his memories of a previous life.

Fang You's memories of his father from a previous life were rather vague; the image he had was just of a laborer who often worked away from home, with memories of his father always associated with the New Year and with winter days.

But that was about it.

It seemed the pressures of life seldom gave his father chances for such interactions with him.

But the fathers in this life didn't have to travel tirelessly for work.

It had to be said, that was quite nice.

The girls couldn't help but whisper to each other when they saw their dads so engrossed in folding paper airplanes, utterly absorbed in the task:

Asai Reina sighed helplessly, "Why does it feel like both uncles are acting like children."

Xia Nuo joined in the conversation, "Mom often says men remain boys until they die, so this is what she means!"

"Comparing like this, it's clear that my dad is the most awesome, the most reliable."

Luo Xianyu nodded in satisfaction, and Ling Nai couldn't help but tease from the side:

"Xianyu, which dad are you talking about?"

"Of course, I'm talking about my dad now!"

Luo Xianyu said, wrapping her arm around Fang You who was beside her.

"I knew it..."

As Ling Nai was left speechless, Xia Nuo quietly called over her mates, "Youyou, it looks like the adults will keep playing for a while; should we go check out the secret base now?"

"..."

"Can we, Youyou?"

Xia Nuo's face was full of hopeful expression, "I haven't been to the park to see it for three days now. I'm so anxious to see what the decorations look like now, let me have a look, please."

"...Alright then."

Fang You felt it was also time to let his mates see his progress.

"But we still need to tell the adults."

"I know, I know, we can just say we're going out to buy some water!"

Looking at Xia Nuo's mischievously sticking out her tongue and smiling face, Fang You also felt a bit of inexplicable emotion.

Had Nuo Nuo really learned to lie so blatantly without blinking an eye?

It felt... like she's going to be quite a remarkable girl in the future.