After a flash marriage, rich wives also have to work hard to build a career

The fake crying method failed, and Lele was a little disappointed. After all the trouble, she entered the house dejectedly, even saying hello to Kuang Mingxuan in a perfunctory manner.

Ling Wanwan was a little confused: "Why did you come home so early?"

Kuang Mingxuan: "This is the first time I have heard of a wife who dislikes her husband for coming home early."

Ling Wanwan said sarcastically: "No way, I'm not dissatisfied, it's an accident, it's a surprise."

But her expression betrayed her. The accident was indeed an accident, a surprise, but she didn't notice it at all.

Kuang Mingxuan went to see his son.

Lele started to tell: "Mom didn't listen to me today. She ignored me. Dad, what do you think I should do?"

Kuang Mingxuan: "She is ignoring you, not me. How do I know what to do?"

Lele became even more depressed.

Ling Wanwan called him in front of her.

"Kuang Lele, mother has something to tell you."

Lele covered her ears: "Don't listen, don't listen. Mom doesn't listen to me, so I don't listen to mom either!"

"Okay, if Lele doesn't love her mother anymore, then her mother won't talk to Lele."

Lele became anxious when she heard this: "Lele doesn't love her mother!"

Ling Wanwan pulled him in front of her, helped him tidy up his clothes, and educated him solemnly: "Look, although Lele says she doesn't listen to her mother, Lele loves her. Likewise, in the car just now, "Although my mother was distracted and didn't hear what Lele said, she loves Lele."

She took Lele's little hand: "It's mom's fault for not listening carefully to what Lele said. Mom wants to solemnly apologize to Lele. But Lele, don't question your parents' love for you because of any little thing. Love. Also, everyone in the family, including my great-aunt, aunts, uncles, Grandpa Song, Grandma Zhou, and Aunt Chen, they all love Lele very much."

Lele said nothing.

"If you don't say anything, I will assume that you agree with what mom said!"

Lele nodded: "Then I apologize to my mother."

Ling Wanwan touched his head: "Mom accepts your apology, and thanks Lele for always loving her so much."

The children who were praised immediately became happy and jumped away.

Ling Wanwan looked at Lele running away and breathed a sigh of relief.

Kuang Mingxuan has been looking at the mother and son negotiating here leisurely.

"I found that you have great potential to be a kindergarten teacher."

This is a high recognition of her educational ability.

Ling Wanwan was indifferent to this, and she lowered her voice: "Actually, I'm not that patient. I used to help my neighbor take care of the children. My limit was two to ten minutes, and then I would go crazy."

Kuang Mingxuan: "That said, I also want to thank you for being so patient with Lele."

Ling Wanwan was very free and easy: "That's not necessary, after all, they call me mom!"

This was said so naturally that it was so natural that she noticed Kuang Mingxuan's burning gaze beside her after a long time, and immediately found an excuse to go back to the bedroom.

She had always felt that her adaptability was very strong, but now, she suddenly felt that her adaptability was a little too strong. This stepmother was... decent.

While eating dinner, Lele finally remembered what she wanted to say in the car.

The kindergarten arranges handicraft courses for children, requiring parents to complete an art work with their children. There are no restrictions on content or form.

Ling Wanwan felt a headache.

She herself has no artistic talent at all. At the age of 25, when she picks up Lele's paintbrush, the only things she can draw are the sun, a small house and a tree in front of the door - at most Plus a creek.

I really don’t know whether current kindergartens train children or parents.

She asked Kuang Mingxuan for help.

Kuang Mingxuan also looked at her.

"The male leads the outside and the female leads the inside. You have the final say in matters at home, and I will follow your arrangements."

Ling Wanwan was depressed: This is a weird "male lead outside, female lead inside" thing!

She turned her head and looked over. Lele's face was full of expectation, her eyes shining brightly.

I had no choice but to cover my face with my hands and mouth in an exaggerated way: "I don't know how to draw."

Kuang Mingxuan pretended not to understand: "What?"

"I! No! Can! Draw! Draw!"

Kuang Mingxuan: "Oh, Lele, mom said she can't draw!"

Lele's expression fell instantly.

Ling Wanwan glared at him.

But Kuang Mingxuan, the instigator, acted reluctantly.

"I can draw, but what should I do? I've been really busy lately!"

Lele held her mouth shut, and water suddenly filled her eyes.

Ling Wanwan hurriedly went to coax the child: "It's okay, it's not that mom can't draw, it's just that she's not good at painting. So Lele, mom, even if she has to risk her life, she will definitely draw the most beautiful picture with you!" "

Lele: "Really?"

Ling Wanwan was firm: "Really, I promise!"

Kuang Mingxuan: "I don't know what the painting skills of other children's parents are. Painting depends on talent, and it's not something you can succeed as long as you work hard..."

Lele's expression, which had just recovered, became depressed again.

Ling Wanwan glared at Kuang Mingxuan with raging anger, gritting her teeth: "What do you want!"

Kuang Mingxuan: "I'm telling the truth."

Lele actually nodded: "Dad is right, Mom, what if we work hard but can't draw well?"

"Then...then since we have worked hard, we have succeeded. Sometimes the results may not be important, as long as we enjoy the process, right?"

Lele looked at her aggrievedly and said nothing, obviously not agreeing with this theory.

"Look, just like when we climb a mountain to see the scenery, we don't necessarily have to climb to the top of the mountain. As long as we work hard to climb the mountain, we will see the scenery along the way and we will have gained something, right?"

Lele suddenly became energetic: "But Lele has never climbed a mountain! And we are discussing painting, not mountain climbing!"

Ling Wanwan is poor in words.

Lele sighed like a little adult: "Forget it, I also know that there are many things that cannot be forced."

After that, he jumped off the chair and walked slowly back to his bedroom.

Ling Wanwan was dumbfounded.

"This...is the language talent of today's little brat already so strong?"

Whose cartoon can teach children to talk like this?

She turned back to look at Kuang Mingxuan, who was still eating leisurely, and felt like going up and beating him.

"It's not enough if you don't make the child cry, right?"

Kuang Mingxuan did not raise his head: "How fun it is. Let him see the sinister nature of people's hearts in advance. It's a rare opportunity."

Ling Wanwan: "Mr. Kuang, how old are you and how old is he?"