His Venomous Former Boss Chased Him And Beat Him Fiercely Chapter 88
byKong Xunwen’s Extra Story
Kong Xunwen’s dream began in front of the family television.
The novice mother was very attentive to her child’s growth. Hearing that children should be exposed to nature from time to time, she immediately dragged the bewildered novice father, and they took Kong Xunwen up mountains and down rivers, climbing trees and catching fish.
Every time they had a holiday, the couple would take Kong Xunwen out. Because time was tight and they didn’t want to waste a single moment, they would even take him out before dawn.
It only took a few short holidays for Kong Xunwen to go from initial excitement to actively trying to avoid these trips.
Kong Xunwen valued his life. Every time they went out, he felt his small self needed protection. Yet, it only took a short time for his novice parents to go from being cautious to being completely unrestrained, and Kong Xunwen couldn’t keep up.
So, he started a battle of wits, pretending he loved watching TV.
Young Kong Xunwen had his own logic regarding the novice mother’s insistence that children needed to be exposed to nature: small children should have small exposure, so interacting with nature on TV was the most suitable.
The novice parents finally realized their mistake. The next day, they didn’t wake Kong Xunwen up early; instead, they went up the mountain to pick honeysuckle.
Kong Xunwen woke up that day to the scent of honeysuckle. After washing up, he held honeysuckle in his hands, wore it on his head, and smelled its fragrance. In front of the TV, he watched models who had just finished walking the runway, wearing bold, novel, yet remarkably harmonious clothes, following the designer.
Kong Xunwen, clutching the honeysuckle, pointed at the designer on the TV, looked up, and announced to his novice parents: I want to be someone like that when I grow up!
*
Q and A
Q: Little Kong, why did you decide to become a fashion designer?
A: (Kong Xunwen sits upright, blinking) No dia-mond attack west?
After an explanation…
A: (Nods in realization, seriously) Because that silver person walked in front, definitely the boss. I want to be the boss!
Q: Alright, then why do you want to be… the boss?
A: (Ponders, corrects) It’s the boss, not the big boss! (Eyes sparkling) Because the boss is mighty! I want to be the mightiest one! (Stands up, strikes a Superman pose) Shoo shoo shoo, like this!
Q: …Alright, then we’ll end here (Shoo shoo shoo—)…
Kong Xunwen shoo shoo shoo-ed back, his cheeks red, wringing his fingers: “Then bye-bye~”
*
Ever since Kong Xunwen arrived in the village, the local children had been curious about him. They would always gather together, approach Kong Xunwen while he played alone, and then scatter like startled fish and shrimp when he looked up.
Kong Xunwen didn’t like them, but his parents, out of goodwill, wanted to get along well with the villagers.
So, when they discovered the villagers had a habit of foraging for wild vegetables, they took Kong Xunwen along.
Among the group of adults, Kong Xunwen was the only child, trailing behind his parents.
The group of children came again, hiding behind a tree on the small hillside.
That tree couldn’t possibly hide all of them.
Kong Xunwen spotted them but chose to ignore them; he knew they were watching him.
His novice parents glanced over cautiously. Their identity was growing along with Kong Xunwen’s development, so they were always very careful about what they did.
The children couldn’t hold back. A boy called out Kong Xunwen’s name and said, “Come play.”
Kong Xunwen refused without hesitation: “I don’t want to.”
He saw his novice parents looking over and had a flash of inspiration for an excuse: “I need to keep my mom and dad company.”
The children asked, “Your mom and dad still need you to keep them company?” The villagers also looked over.
Kong Xunwen nodded as if it were the most natural thing.
Novice Parents: …
They nodded: “Yes, yes, he does.”
When they got back, they asked him about it. Kong Xunwen looked up calmly, holding his small basket: “I just didn’t want to play with them.”
*
Kong Xunwen had just met Teacher Yun.
Kong Xunwen had a dream, and after much careful discussion, his novice parents decided—to support him.
They signed Kong Xunwen up for classes. The first time they met the teacher, the novice parents were extremely nervous and stayed right by Kong Xunwen’s side.
Kong Xunwen was very calm.
Teacher Yun was also very calm.
“How old is this little child?”
The novice parents answered for him: “Almost six.”
“Oh, I heard he likes drawing himself?”
Novice Parents: “More or less. He’s interested in this area.”
Teacher Yun: “…”
Novice Parents: “…”
Teacher Yun finally couldn’t help but ask: “Why don’t you let the child speak for himself?”
Novice Parents: “…A little nervous.”
Teacher Yun looked at Kong Xunwen, who was already exploring the studio, grabbing a paintbrush, and scribbling on a clean sheet of paper: “He… is this what you call nervous?”
Novice Parents: “It’s… we are nervous.”
The novice parents reluctantly left.
Teacher Yun taught Kong Xunwen how to draw. During the break in the formal lesson, he suddenly teased the child: “You just met me today. Aren’t you afraid I’ll sell you?”
Kong Xunwen stared at the strange uncle for a few seconds, then raised his hand and activated his smart watch.
Teacher Yun: “What are you doing, kid?”
Kong Xunwen: “Calling the police.”
“!!!”
Teacher Yun quickly interrupted the action, sweating profusely.
Kong Xunwen looked at him calmly.
After that, Teacher Yun never dared to tease the child like that again.
*
Teacher Yun discovered Kong Xunwen’s talent and praised him daily. Kong Xunwen always appeared particularly calm about it.
But when he got home, he would always pace around his parents.
His novice parents were cooking and asked him, “What’s wrong, Kong Xunwen?”
Kong Xunwen subtly puffed out his chest: “Teacher said I’m a genius.”
Novice Parents: “Wow! Kong Xunwen is a genius! That’s amazing!”
In reality, they exchanged glances, thinking Teacher Yun probably said that to everyone.
His novice parents were watching TV.
Kong Xunwen paced back and forth.
Blocked, the novice parents asked him, “What’s wrong, Kong Xunwen?”
Kong Xunwen took a drawing out of his backpack and placed it in front of his parents: “Look.”
It was impressive, no words needed.
The novice parents carefully took it and held it up: “Wow, wow, wow! Kong Xunwen, you drew this yourself? It’s so beautiful! Better than your dad and mom—”
They looked at each other, then back at Kong Xunwen: “—could ever draw!”
This time, it was true.
The novice parents were lying in bed, ready to sleep, when Kong Xunwen, whom they thought was already asleep, suddenly pushed the door open.
Kong Xunwen started pacing back and forth.
Novice Parents: “…What’s wrong, Kong Xunwen?”
Kong Xunwen said, “Look at my grades in the group chat.”
The novice parents took out their phones and saw that every one of Kong Xunwen’s drawings had an A rating.
“Wow wow wow wow wow!”
A chorus of praise.
Kong Xunwen was satisfied, then added, “Next time, remember to look yourselves.”
The novice parents exchanged a look, got out of bed together, and scooped Kong Xunwen up: “Then we’ll be punished by sleeping with Kong Xunwen tonight!”
After that day, every time Kong Xunwen received an A rating, the first thing he heard when he got home was his parents’ praise.
*
The Plum Rain Season
Kong Xunwen woke up groggily, then started brushing his teeth and washing his face by himself. He absolutely hated getting up. Why couldn’t children sleep forever and ever?
Kong Xunwen stood on his small stool and picked up his toothbrush…
? Something was wrong!
Kong Xunwen immediately let go of the toothbrush in his hand. It was wet. He opened his eyes wide and looked closer—his little cup was covered in water droplets!
Kong Xunwen immediately raised his voice and shouted for his parents: “Dad—Mom—”
A voice from behind the wall, squeezed in between their busy movements, responded: “Yes—”
Kong Xunwen immediately described the situation, both panicked and composed: “My toothbrush and cup were licked wet by a monster—”
“Huh?”
His parents, called over by the strange description, stood at the door and realized the truth.
Kong Xunwen immediately pointed at his toothbrush and cup: “It’s dirty, needs to be replaced.”
His parents looked at each other, then back at Kong Xunwen, and solemnly explained the existence of the Plum Rain Season.
Kong Xunwen frowned slightly, nodded his head, looked around, and concluded: “So the whole house has been licked by the monster!”
“It’s dirty…”
“We can’t replace this!” the parents said in unison.
Kong Xunwen shot them a small, disdainful look: “Of course we can’t replace it.”
He opened his mouth: “We have to clean the dirty house!”
His parents thought that made perfect sense. So that day, Kong Xunwen, without brushing his teeth or washing his face, started spring cleaning the house with his parents early in the morning.
However, the next day…
Kong Xunwen frowned slightly, looked at his toothbrush and cup still covered in water droplets, and sighed helplessly. He scrubbed his toothbrush and cup, preparing himself mentally: “Fine, fine, it can still be used after washing.”
“But when will the big monster stop licking my toothbrush and cup?”
“Licking the house is fine.”
“But the toothbrush… really… it’s so unhygienic…”
*
The first time Kong Xunwen went home with his teacher, his novice parents had evolved. They were busy at the time and had entrusted Kong Xunwen to Teacher Yun.
So Kong Xunwen held his teacher’s hand high, walking on his tiptoes, which was very uncomfortable.
Teacher Yun happily spoke to his good student: “Oh, you wouldn’t believe it, but I bet your Shiniang is waiting for me at home right now. Do children know what it feels like to have someone waiting for them at home?”
Kong Xunwen frowned slightly. One hand was pulled high up, while the other hung low. He walked with a swaying motion, like a tilted robot that had been turned on.
He listened to Teacher Yun but didn’t say anything.
Teacher Yun didn’t notice at all. He led Kong Xunwen to his home, which wasn’t far from his workplace, and shouted from a distance to his wife: “Ayun! I’m home!”
Hu Shengyun heard him and came out with a smile. As soon as she opened the door, she saw her husband, who was always missing a screw in his head, walking like an idiot, practically hoisting a child up by half his body.
The gentle expression on the woman’s face immediately vanished. She quickly stepped forward and slapped the man’s hand.
Kong Xunwen looked up blankly and saw a particularly delicate, fair-skinned woman with red lips and white teeth. She had a long neck and wore a small floral apron with her sleeves rolled up. As she quickly approached, she carried a light scent of gardenia.
He didn’t blink as he watched Teacher Yun receive a resounding slap.
He immediately started laughing.
He stopped laughing only when he saw Hu Shengyun squat down in front of him. His half-tilted body finally returned to normal.
The woman squatted down and smiled gently at him, her eyes crescent-shaped. She helped straighten his slightly messy clothes: “Hello. I know you, you must be Kong Xunwen, right?”
Kong Xunwen nodded blankly.
She stroked his head, and the scent of gardenia enveloped him: “Oh, what a well-behaved Little Kong.”