The bearded son replied, no less tense: "Dad, you shouldn't say I'm stupid. Because stupid is such an old word, in the old days, that word was used to label everything that people thought was inferior, compared to them. Like, can't you understand that, can't you do it?"
The wife who was cooking also interjected: Just say he's stupid, like his friend A often says: Stupid as a stupid cow! It's funny to hear and the person being criticized is easy to accept.
Then she muttered: My son is smarter than the other kids in the neighborhood, even their father, big head but small brain. My son may be bad at his major but his social knowledge is no joke.
The other day, I was shocked when I heard him advise his friend to know how to work with his homeroom teacher. If he can't do it, he has to use a third person to bridge the gap!
The neighbor heard his wife defending her child so much, and the next day, he went to a sidewalk cafe and called his college friend to talk, in fact, he was scolding his child and criticizing his wife. Meanwhile, C had an ugly face and was short but spoke smoothly, always softly, and smiled as if nothing was happening.
When things are happy, he doesn't get too happy, when things are sad or have an accident, he doesn't change his expression. Now he is the Vice President of a large company, the number 1 candidate to replace the President who is about to retire.
After all, guy B was only good at his profession but clumsy in handling things, so he failed. Meanwhile, guy C had moderate expertise but was skillful, knew how to respond to the boss's ideas, not to mention had many tricks and knew how to give good advice, so it was right that he was respected.
The neighbor listened, his face was stunned and he muttered: It's true, the beer seller at the beginning of the neighborhood, with a face like Thi No but a voice like sugarcane, got a husband, the most handsome and strong guy in the neighborhood, and the seamstress was as pretty as a doll, but had a "snobbish" personality so she broke up a few times, now she hastily got married to a butcher who slaughters pigs at the flea market.
