I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 501 Assessment

This was indeed his child, Zhao Guoqiang’s own. He had a photo of himself as a child, and this boy looked exactly like him.

He had never taken him out before, but everyone who had seen the child had joked with him, saying that Gou Dan was a spitting image of him, a real chip off the old block, Zhao Guoqiang’s own flesh and blood.

Of course, he admitted this, but he had never expected that just one encounter with that woman would result in pregnancy.

And he also believed that this woman didn’t have the audacity to be with other men.

Could this child have some special talent?

Having spent so much time at the base, he was the most knowledgeable in this regard. Could this be a genius in the aspect of having an exceptional memory?

Then, he was surprised to discover that the child seemed different from when he first arrived. His little back was straight and erect, his eyes bright and sparkling. Despite the trembling in his small clenched hands, he still bravely looked up and smiled at Principal Shen who was smiling at him.

Remembering how pitiable he had been when he first arrived. freewebnoveℓ.com

But after his initial surprise, he didn’t feel much of a disturbance in his heart. The child wasn’t close to him because he didn’t like him, and it seemed they had never spoken to each other. He had certainly never held him.

Zhao Guoqiang sat silently to the side, making the atmosphere in the room somewhat eerie.

Shen Fen was well aware of the affairs of the Zhao Family and looked down upon Zhao Guoqiang.

Suppressing the urge to scold Zhao Guoqiang, she reminded herself that she wasn’t here for that today. Moreover, she was no longer the director of the household department. She didn’t manage some of the family members’ affairs anymore; her focus was now on the schoolwork. If this child was indeed talented, she needed to start nurturing him right away.

Talent was always indispensable, and they couldn’t afford to have any generational gaps.

This was something she had understood for a long time.

The testing method was actually quite simple. It started with reciting several ancient poems. Shen Fen recited them only once, and the child repeated them fluently and accurately without missing a single word.

Then came the cliched use of the pi constant.

However, because the child had never been to school, let alone kindergarten, it was unclear if he even recognized Arabic numerals.

Upon questioning by Qiao Qingyu, it became apparent that he did know the numbers, although he had only learned them a few days prior, taught by Li Mingguang.

Qiao Qingyu handed the boy a piece of paper with the digits of pi written on it and said in a gentle voice, "Gou Dan, try to remember these numbers. Don’t worry about what they’re for, just see how far you can get..."

Gou Dan took the paper, looked down at it, then pointed to each number with his little finger. During this time, the room was very quiet.

Zhao Guoqiang stood up noisily, and Shen Fen gave him a disapproving glare.

Zhao Guoqiang wanted to smoke a cigarette.

He was feeling restless. The child’s recitation of the ancient poems had really stunned him. After all, he was smart himself; otherwise, how could he, a farmer’s boy with no background, become the team leader of the Tenghai Research Base’s transport team?

In the special squad, he was in charge of the transport team’s vehicles. He had the best driving skills, the highest car repair skills, and he could even assemble cars, once combining three scrapped cars into a new one, for which he had been awarded a second-class merit.

But he had married an illiterate and extremely foolish wife and had a child who was as inconsequential as a mouse. He had always looked down on the mother and child.

However, he had never expected the child to completely change his perception.

Thinking about it carefully, he had glanced at the child when he was born, looked at him once when he started walking, and Qian Guizhi never mentioned it, nor did the child speak of it, but Zhao Guoqiang knew in his heart.

Before they stepped into this house, he had only met his son three times in total.

What understanding could there be between them?

If it weren’t for that similar face, walking down the street, he wouldn’t even know who was who.

But at this moment, Zhao Guoqiang was both agitated and shocked.

He sat back down obediently, his eyes fixed on Gou Dan. Gou Dan had always been afraid of him, but now, focusing on those digits, the child seemed to forget everything around him.

It was when the moon reached its zenith that the assessment finally ended.

Perhaps it was due to nervousness, having just learned Arabic numerals, or maybe because the child was still very young and had only just begun to seriously engage with the world, but the child wasn’t very fluent with the numbers. However, he recited them to over three hundred decimal places.

This exceeded both Shen Fen and Qiao Qingyu’s expectations.

The next step was to discuss familiarizing him with the school environment, as the child’s upbringing had been too terrible; he didn’t even know what a school was for.

It wasn’t an exaggeration; in their remote home village, there were no schools. He had never left the village since birth, and aside from a health center attached to the brigade headquarters and a small grocery store, there was nothing else there.

Next was the task of naming the child.

Naming should be something the parents do. No matter what, Zhao Guoqiang was in the room. He might not be worth a dime, but he still had that right.

But before he had the chance to think it over, for some reason, the child looked up at Qiao Qingyu expectantly and said, "Aunt Qiao, would you please give me a name?"

Before he finished speaking, Qian Guizhi stood up in a panic, looking incredulously at Qiao Qingyu, then at her own son. At that moment, her eyes were filled with confusion, as if she didn’t understand what had just happened. Qiao Qingyu knew in her heart that this must have been about the dream she had, but Qiao Qingyu pretended to know nothing and nodded her agreement before pretending to think there.

Shen Fen smiled and said there was no rush.

In no time at all, Qiao Qingyu clapped her hands, bent down slightly, and said to Gou Dan with a beaming smile, "Gou Dan, from now on, your name will be Zhao Yuan."

Qian Guizhi’s head buzzed, and she barely managed to see the two visitors out the door. Then she sat in the chair in a daze, while Zhao Guoqiang, unusually, wore a gentle smile. Today, his son had made him proud. The whole base would probably be talking about his son Gou Dan being a genius by tomorrow.

He definitely was a genius, with such good memory and sensitivity to numbers.

Over three hundred decimal places, and how many people only know 3.1415926?

Of course, this didn’t prove anything. He glared at Qian Guizhi, "Hurry up and prepare the school bag for Gou Dan."

Qian Guizhi didn’t know what to say. It seemed that since she had moved in, this was the first time Zhao Guoqiang had spoken so much to her.

But she didn’t feel flattered.

She couldn’t quite put her finger on the feeling, and then the young boy’s crisp voice rang out in the room, "Mom, don’t call me Gou Dan anymore. I am Zhao Yuan, a name given to me by Aunt Qiao."

"Okay, okay, Mom won’t call you Gou Dan. Would you like it if Mom calls you Little Yuan?" After all, she couldn’t always address her son with both his first and last names, could she?