CHAPTER 1004: CHAPTER 754: BO ZHI 5_3

Bo Zhi rubbed his temples in frustration, "Mom, these gold medals really don’t mean anything, I don’t think they’re that important."

He truly didn’t feel any pang of regret, but rather was pleasantly surprised and quite happy that his younger sister was having fun.

After all, his sister had very few hobbies growing up, just a handful, and this seemed to be her biggest passion.

Just let her be.

Bo Yan also offered some advice, but Yuran couldn’t help but ask, "Besides Xiaoyu’s, who else did you ruin?"

Bo Nian smiled without missing a beat, "Bo Yue from Second Uncle’s family."

Yuran: "..."

...

This incident quickly spread within the Bo Family, and during a family gathering, all the little ones who hadn’t yet begun winning gold medals surrounded Bo Nian.

"Sister Niannian, when I grow up, I’ll give you gold medals too."

"Sister Niannian, me too, me too."

"And me, and me."

"Alright, you all be good, aim to win me some gold medals, okay?" Bo Nian accepted the idea happily, without any pressure at all.

The little ones, with their varying levels of enthusiasm, happily nodded, indicating they’d definitely earn lots of gold medals in the future and hand them over, as long as it made Sister Niannian happy.

Yuran felt that someone was bound to find this inappropriate.

But she underestimated the men in the Bo family.

None of the six Bo Yan brothers had any issue with their sons giving gold medals to Bo Nian for fun, and not only that, when they grew up, they’d give Sister Niannian pocket money too.

Even the young ones felt this was the right thing to do.

Yuran felt her values being reshaped and looked at Bo Yan with a puzzled expression, "Your family’s preference for girls over boys is not healthy."

Bo Yan laughed, "What’s the problem? It’s a privilege for Bo family girls, and they’re just gold medals, why not play with them?"

The youngest child in the third Bo family was only a year and a half old, still toddling around unsteadily.

He too ran to Bo Nian, hugged her leg, and in his unclear speech, called out, "Sister, sister, sister hug."

Bo Nian picked him up from beside her leg, "Smart Xiaocong, give Sister a kiss."

Bo Cong laughed joyously, clapping his hands repeatedly to show his delight.

Grandma Bo chuckled, despite her age, she seemed more spirited, watching Bo Zhi and the children being close to Bo Nian, she was very pleased.

"Niannian is just so likable."

Grandpa Bo nodded, "Indeed."

Third Uncle Bo sighed, "Ah, why couldn’t my Xiaocong be a girl, but that’s alright, giving gold medals is good, Xiaocong can give them to Sister to play with when he grows up."

Bo Cong happily clapped his hands, "Give to Sister, give to Sister."

"Hmph, we’re older, we give to Sister first, you have to wait in line Xiaocong."

Bo Cong asked, "What does waiting in line mean?"

"Xiaocong is such a dummy."

"Right, doesn’t even know what lining up is."

Bo Nian spoke to the two brothers, "No calling Xiaocong a dummy, Xiaocong is the smartest, you’re the big brothers, you must take care of your younger brother. I want all the gold medals you give Sister, but you can’t bully your younger brother."

"Sister Niannian, I was wrong."

"Sister Niannian, I know I was wrong too."

"Alright, then you’re forgiven."

Because the elders stirred things up, Bo Nian received so many gold medals over a very long period.

Yuran never got the chance to correct things, instead becoming an accomplice in fueling her obsession.

When Bo Zhi left, only Bo Jian and Bo Nian went to see him off, as Bo Zhi refused Yuran and Bo Yan’s company, saying he’d be afraid to leave.

Ultimately, it was still hard for him to leave.

Once gone, it would be two years,

it was two years where everyone was growing, and everyone was changing.

Bo Jian followed Bo Nian’s lead and skipped grades, directly advancing to sophomore year in high school, at fifteen years old.

Bo Jian said he lucked out by having the opportunity to skip grades thanks to Bo Nian. If it were just him, skipping grades wouldn’t be possible; his dad would be the first to disagree.

Bo Nian sighed, "Second Brother, you should be grateful to me;

it’s all thanks to me, right?"

Bo Zhi wasn’t holding back, "Thank you, little sister."

"No need to be polite."

And in July two years later, Bo Zhi returned as he promised, completing his studies abroad with an exceptionally outstanding performance.

This time, it was Yuran’s whole family going to pick him up. After not seeing him for two years, it felt as though Bo Zhi’s height had nearly reached 190cm.

Yuran was hugged by him, only reaching his chest, which wasn’t very satisfying.