Chapter 2 Family and Growth

Ever since the little guy was born, there has been constant laughter in the house. Yang Wen and his wife have put all their hearts into Yang Tian and taken great care of him.

Yang Tian also experienced the rare feeling of home that he had never experienced in his previous life. How should I put it? Pain and happiness.

Needless to say, he is happy. His parents' careful care and love soothe Yang Tian's heart like a warm stream every time he touches it.

But this pain really exists!

Apart from anything else, the mixed language environment of Chinese and English made Yang Tian speechless.

For Yang Tian, ​​Chinese was naturally no problem. As for English, he had passed the CET-6 in his previous life, and he had many foreign friends in the business circle, so he could barely cope with it.

But the couple's mixed Chinese and English way of speaking made Yang Tian feel miserable.

Especially the way the couple communicated, "You know, I mean that." "Yeah, that's right, I understand." It made Yang Tian vomit three liters of blood.

Fortunately, he survived.

If the language environment is just a minor episode, then the clash between the mother Sophie and the aunt Sophia and the father Yang Wen in the education of their children is really a big drama.

I have to mention here that Sophia is the young lady who helped deliver Yang Tian when he was born. She is the housekeeper of Yang Wen's family, Sophie's best friend, and a playmate who grew up with Sophie. The two have a very deep relationship and a very tacit understanding.

More importantly, beneath the beautiful appearance of these two best friends, they both have the same playful heart that is willing to kill others without mercy.

As Yang Tian grew up little by little, his peculiarities immediately attracted the attention of the three people.

The child, who is only a few months old, can lie on his back and read the Daily Prophet non-stop, can giggle when the three of them are joking with each other, and can be attracted by the topics the three of them are talking about unintentionally and listen attentively.

Regardless of whether he really understood or not, the three of them had almost determined that this little guy was definitely a genius.

It is said that all parents in the world wish for their children to become successful. With such a talented child in hand, how to educate him or her to become a successful person naturally sparks heated debate.

There are huge differences between Eastern and Western cultures. When applied to parents who are equally dedicated to imparting the essence of their knowledge to their children, the result can be imagined.

So, from that day on, the Western culture represented by Sophie and her best friend Sophia and the Eastern culture represented by Yang Wen had a small clash every three days and a big clash every five days, and a complete chaos broke out.

For example, a few days ago, Yang Tian was finally able to eat a little complementary food. When the little guy, who had been tortured by the monotonous milk, heard the news, you can imagine how excited he was.

When the house-elf Dicka brought a plate of Chinese-style noodles to him, Yang Tian was extremely excited. He didn't even care about anything else, and stretched out his trembling little hand to grab one.

There's no way, his body is too weak, he has tried his best.

But at this moment, my mother with a smirk on her face and Aunt Sophia rushed up at the same time and ate up the whole plate of noodles.

Only the one in Yang Tian's hand was left, trembling alone.

This is not the end. The two beauties looked at Yang Tian’s aggrieved expression, which made him want to cry but had no tears, and laughed uncontrollably, holding their stomachs.

Yang Wen couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and said with a smile: "Dear, you are too cruel. He is still a baby."

"Come on, Wen, we are cultivating his wolf nature." Sophia retorted nonchalantly.

“But the Chinese cultivation emphasizes following the laws of nature, tranquility and inaction.” Yang Wen touched his nose awkwardly.

"Oh, dear, let it go. According to this logic, you should be cultivating in the mountains and forests to become an old grandfather, with a celestial appearance, instead of being like you are now, with me and our child." Sophie laughed teasingly...

Of course, the scene in front of us is just a microcosm. Children's education is all-round, and the collision is naturally all-round as well. The war has spread to every corner of the house.

Seeing that this was not a solution, both sides finally decided to sit down and have a good talk.

After a long and relatively friendly negotiation, the two sides finally decided that each side would spend half of the education time.

Thus, Yang Tian’s days of suffering began.

Listen to Chinese instruments such as flute and Xiao on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, listen to Western symphony music such as piano and violin on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays, and listen to a mixture of both on Sundays.

On Monday, Wednesday and Friday, listen to my dad nagging about how people are inherently good. On Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, watch the Sophie duo perform their aristocratic etiquette. On Sunday, watch a mix of both.

On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, I listen to my dad reading a book on Potions before going to bed, on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays, I listen to the duo reading a book on Herbal Medicine, and on Sundays, I do a mix of both.

Yisanwu was brought to the potion-making room by Yang Wen, where he watched him prepare various potions and occasionally made trouble.

Ersiliu was taken to the herbal greenhouse by the duo, where he learned about various herbs. Occasionally, he was bullied and teased by the duo using various magical herbs.

Sunday was a day of mischief and bullying.

Yang Tian thought about the same question more than once: When will this kind of life end?

Of course, life is not just about the present, but also about the future.

In addition to the unbearable study time, Yang Tian also has his own entertainment activities that he looks forward to. For example, every Sunday night, Aunt Sophia and his parents would get together to chat and exchange opinions on current affairs.

Through their conversations, Yang Tian updated his understanding of the world in front of him in a timely manner.

For example, on the eve of Halloween in 1981, the powerful Dark Lord Voldemort suddenly "died" mysteriously, and the cloud of terror shrouding the wizarding world dissipated.

With the fall of Voldemort, his minions, the Death Eaters, immediately scattered.

Some people who were loyal to the Dark Lord resisted fiercely, and even when they were arrested and tried, they still firmly believed that their king would come back. No doubt, they were eventually imprisoned in Azkaban.

Another group of people were busy distancing themselves from the incident. Representative figures include Lucius Malfoy, Goyle, Crabbe, Karkaroff, etc. They insisted that they were under the Imperius Curse... and therefore, luckily escaped the fate of being imprisoned in Azkaban.

As to whether there is any money-for-power transaction behind this, it is unknown.

The British wizarding world began to rebuild the ruins after the war, wizard society returned to normal order, and wizards across the country were partying and celebrating crazily.

The little baby with a lightning scar on his forehead also came into the public eye. His name was Harry Potter. People liked to call him the boy who survived, the savior...

News like this was presented to Yang Tian during their weekly chat.

Yang Tian was surprised to find that Yang Wen and others were dismissive of the wizard war that had lasted for 11 years and completely stayed out of it.

Some even sneered and thought that this was just an internal struggle among wizards, which was only consuming the power of the wizarding society itself...

Just like this, regardless of whether the concepts are the same, whether life is painful or happy, Yang Tian's concept of home gradually becomes clear, and his attachment to his parents and Aunt Sophia gradually deepens.

A certain feeling that was missing from his previous life gradually fermented over time, becoming more and more accumulated.

And this kind of life continued until Yang Tian’s third birthday.