President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

"The homework is your own, not for us. We don't need to do it. But usually in school, parents need to complete it with you. I take it seriously. I just want to set an example for you. Mommy's example Put it here, and I hope you can do it. Besides, these assignments are within the scope of your ability.

You see, when you draw handwritten newspapers, whether it is composition or drawing, you are actually different from most children. Many times, your handwritten newspapers have not been approved by the teacher, and you have not been selected as a model for window exhibitions, but Mommy never corrected you, because of painting, if you don’t want to be a painter, what kind of painting you want to paint, this is what you want to paint, because the painting is your own world, everyone The world is different. When children express their worldview, they are not looking at painting skills.

Therefore, reading a handwritten newspaper is actually your inner world and secret garden.Why are you willing to have your little world and secret garden drawn by others?So is this still your world? "

Feng Yin was all preaching in the front, but when he changed the subject at the back, he firmly grasped Leng Ting's psychology and hit the target with one blow.

Leng Ting nodded like pounding garlic.

"Mommy is right, you have to make the manuscript by yourself. I will never ask my uncle to do it again."

After Leng Ting finished speaking, Chong Fengyin showed a bright smile.

For a moment, Feng Yin's eyes were in a trance, as if seeing Leng Yan smiling at her.

"Mommy... Mommy!"

Leng Ting raised his voice and shouted, Feng Yin came back to his senses, his eyes were red.

"What's wrong with Mommy? Are you unhappy? Are you still angry with Tingting?" Leng Ting is usually fearless, but he also has the sensitivity and delicateness of a little girl.

"It's okay, Mommy is just happy to see Tingting so sensible."

"Mommy is the best."

After all, Leng Ting was a child over three years old, Feng Yin believed him after a few words, and obediently drew pictures and read stories in picture books.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Nie Xiao came to the Night Palace.

It stands to reason that she gets off work at six o'clock, and it takes only four or ten minutes to get here from the company. Feng Yin has already greeted Cheng Fan for her. It doesn't matter if Nie Xiao leaves early, but Nie Xiao is still late It can only be said that she is running away from Leng Yue.

"Let's have dinner."

When Nie Xiao came, Feng Yin announced the dinner.

Just as the words were about to fall, a cold and serious voice sounded outside the door.

"Nie Xiao is here?"

It was Leng Tianguang who spoke.

In three years, nearly half of his hair has turned gray, and he doesn't like to dye it black, and he also tends to dress in Tang suits, as if he has accepted that he has entered the ranks of old age.It's just the eyes, still stubborn and unwilling.

Seeing Leng Tianguang, Nie Xiao stood up and gave up his seat.

"Uncle, please sit down."

Feng Yin and Leng Yue also got up and looked at him.

Leng Tianguang's attitude towards Nie Xiao was okay, but he was very cold towards Feng Yin and Leng Yue.

Feng Yin and cold got used to it sooner.

"Nie Xiao is here, but you didn't notify me. I really don't have my father in your eyes."

Leng Tianguang always looks for trouble when he comes, Feng Yin and Leng Yue are used to it, and they don't want to contradict him, Leng Ting stands up, blinks his eyes, and obediently greets him.

"Hello grandpa."

Leng Tianguang's face was serious. If other children would have cried in fright, Leng Ting didn't care. Leng Tianguang didn't respond. She looked at Feng Yin, Feng Yin nodded, and Leng Ting sat down obediently.

Because of the arrival of Leng Tianguang, the originally harmonious atmosphere became dignified and weird.