I am a primitive

"Mom said, Dad is so tired, let Dad sleep more, don't let us go in and quarrel with Dad..."

Xiao Xing'er said in a childish voice.

Hearing what the little guy in his arms said, Han Cheng couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

For the thoughtfulness of the child's bride-in-law, but also for the well-behaved and sensible little daughter.

This is really my own intimate little padded jacket!

"Then you just squatted here and waited for Dad?"

Han Cheng pointed to the dog chasing the rabbit under the tree, and asked the little daughter in his arms with a smile.

When he came out just now, Xiao Xing'er was squatting there, holding a small stick in her hand, playing with dogs and rabbits.

When he saw himself, he ran over quickly.

"Well, brother made this fun!"

Xiao Xing'er nodded her head vigorously, then pointed to the dog chasing the rabbit under the shade of the tree and said this to Han Cheng, and then struggled hard.

Han Cheng saw what the younger daughter meant, so he let the younger daughter go down.

"Dad, you play, it's fun!"

Xiao Xing'er, who had landed on the ground, ran to the side where the dog was chasing the rabbit, picked up the small stick, and said this with her arms raised.

The whole person is full of anticipation and excitement.

Of course Han Cheng couldn't let his little daughter down.

He came here and knelt down, took the small stick from Xiao Xing'er's hand, and shook it at the little dog and rabbit.

The little dog chased the rabbit and turned immediately.

Seeing this, the little guy giggled happily, showing a few small white teeth.

"Where did your brother go?"

After playing with the little daughter here for a while, Han Cheng looked around and asked without seeing Xiao Wandou.

Xiao Xing'er heard the words and stretched out her hand to scratch her little head, thought for a while, then stretched out her finger and pointed in one direction.

"there."

Xiao Xing'er's milky voice sounded.

"What are you doing there?"

Han Cheng looked more curious.

"Drawing~"

Xiao Xing'er continued in a childish voice.

Han Cheng couldn't help being extremely surprised when he heard this.

This little guy usually kicked toads to death and killed monkeys, why did he change his temper now and become so polite?

"Go, go see your brother."

Han Cheng stretched out his hand to touch his little daughter's head, and said so.

Hearing Han Cheng's words, Xiao Xing'er did not follow Han Cheng to leave immediately, but first picked up the dog and rabbit on the ground, and put it on the stone slab propped up at the door of the room.

Then he followed Han Cheng, pedaling towards the place where Little Pea was.

"Shh~"

When he was about to come to the place where Little Pea was, Han Cheng raised his finger and put it to his mouth, booing Xiao Xing'er like this.

"Go slowly, don't make any noise, see what your brother is doing, and don't disturb him."

Xiao Xing'er nodded her head obediently, and the two braids on her head flicked accordingly.

Then the father and daughter came here lightly, one in front of the other.

Under a leafy apricot tree, there was a patch of shade.

In the shade, there is a stone table.

Beside the stone table, there are six stone benches.

On one of the stone benches sat a small person.

The little man was lying on the stone table, with his back facing here, with a pen in his hand, writing something seriously on the paper.

Beside the child, there is still a big black and white fur ball rolling.

Rolling around and playing there, it looks very nice.

The little man is very serious, even if there is such a cute guy by his side, constantly acting cute and coquettish, it still can't divert his attention.

Such a sight made Han Cheng very surprised.

When did this little guy change his temper?

It turned out that I really didn't play, but wrote something seriously here.

After being surprised, Han Cheng was even more curious about what the little guy was doing.

He carried Xiao Xing'er and came a little behind Xiao Wandou, and set his eyes on the paper in front of Xiao Wandou, wanting to see what Xiao Wandou was doing.

There are not words on the paper, but pictures.

Although it is not finished yet, some outlines can still be seen.

This is a panda.

Although the brushwork is immature, Han Cheng can still recognize it.

After watching here quietly for a while now, Han Cheng didn't make a sound to disturb, and quietly retreated back with Xiao Xing'er.

Go to the side, brush your teeth, wash your face, and find something to rest your stomach on the way.

After a while, Han Cheng brought Xiao Xing'er over again.

At this time, Little Pea had already put the pen in her hand aside.