Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Well, not bad. After not holding a brush for so long, there wasn’t any feeling of rustiness.

On the contrary, she had painted her most satisfactory and spirited piece in over a year.

The three children brought back some snacks today, which were the products of their home economics class at school.

The students were to bring them home for their families to taste.

Richelle and Grandpa Clarkson, who had just returned home, savored them with some tea and ate quite a few. As a result, they didn’t eat much for dinner.

The three children thought they were not feeling well. Timmy even took the initiative to check their pulses and confirmed that they were fine before happily eating their meal.

“With little Doctor Timmy in our family, we can’t even pretend to be sick for sympathy!”

Grandpa Clarkson joked with a smile.

However, Timmy responded very seriously, “Grandpa Clarkson, if we accidentally neglect you, just tell us directly. There’s no need to go around in circles.”

Timmy’s straightforwardness amused Grandpa Clarkson greatly.

“Timmy, it’s fine to be so straightforward when talking to Grandpa Clarkson, but you can’t be like this with girls in the future,” Timmy was advised.

“Just say what you mean to avoid misunderstandings. It should be the same for both boys and girls, right?”

Grandpa Clarkson laughed and said to Richelle, “In the future, I’m afraid you’re going to have headaches.”

Richelle’s three precious children. “If I have to have a headache, then so be it. No mother can be pain-free,” she thought.

Richelle was very open-minded. Life is an unknown adventurous game.

She had already been dealt several big hands in the first half. Who knows what life will bring her next?

After dinner, while Tifanny asked for her help in choosing an outfit for next week’s school performance, she secretly informed Richelle in the dressing room.

“Mommy, big brother made our classmate, Ivy Grande, cry today.”

Richelle was startled, “Ah? What happened? Did big brother bully her?”

Tifanny shook her head, “No, Ivy brought a small cake from home and offered it to big brother, but he said he wasn’t hungry and refused her cake, making her cry.”

Richelle was somewhat speechless because this was indeed Timmy’s style.

“So, what happened afterward? Did you help comfort Ivy?”

Tifanny nodded, “My brother and I comforted her together. He gave her the lollipop he received from the teacher as a prize yesterday, and she stopped crying.”

Richelle thought to herself that if Timmy and Timothy could strike a balance in their smoothness when dealing with people, they would be perfect.

But soon after, she realized that her idea was absurd.

The three siblings each had their personalities. If Timmy and Timothy’s characters were to be smoothed out, the two brothers would not only look exactly alike, but their personalities would also be identical.

It would seem as though she was raising just one son instead of two.

Although Richelle thought this way, she still decided to talk to Timmy about it.

Not to make him as smooth as Timothy but to have him consider things from others’ perspectives.

“Baby, did anything interesting happen at school today?”

Richelle couldn’t betray Tifanny, so she asked a question she would normally ask the three children. As a result, it didn’t seem abrupt.

Without giving it much thought, Timmy answered directly, “Nothing interesting, but I made a girl cry today.”

Hearing this and seeing his slightly guilty face, Richelle felt a bit relieved.

If he mentioned this incident indifferently, that would be a bigger problem.

Richelle pretended not to know, “Why did you make her cry? Did you bully her?”

Timmy waved his hands anxiously, “I didn’t bully her. I just refused to eat the small cake she gave me because I didn’t like it, and then she cried.”

There was nothing wrong with what Timmy did.

Richelle stroked his head and said, “Baby, next time you want to refuse someone’s kindness, try to be a little gentler.”

She could imagine that Timmy must have had a cool expression on his face and said something like, “I don’t want it!” to the little girl.

“Mommy, I understand. Tomorrow I’ll bring her some small snacks and apologize to her.”

Richelle nodded, “You’re such a good kid!”

As the saying goes, you can tell a person’s character at the age of three.

Timmy grew up by Roy Lewis’s side. During that time, Roy hardly communicated with Timmy at home.

Even if Roy didn’t mention it, Richelle could imagine what their daily interactions looked like; perhaps just saying good morning and good night.

Timmy wasn’t good at accepting others’ kindness or comforting others.

Of course, when it came to Richelle and his siblings, he didn’t have any such barriers because he loved them and put them first.

So, there weren’t any conflicts or issues in their daily lives.

However, in the outside world’s complexities, Timmy’s indifference and even neglect towards unrelated people gradually revealed itself.

But at his core, he was a good and kind child.

So, the next morning, Timmy asked Uncle Axel to prepare some small snacks for him to apologize to Ivy.

When Timothy heard his brother’s intention, he said to Uncle Axel, “Grandpa Axel, please prepare a little more so that big brother can treat the entire class!”