At the beginning, the bamboo shoots were taken away by the mythical beast, and the goddess came to t

"why not?"

Shen Luyao's tone was very ordinary, as if she was saying that the weather today is really nice.

Lu Chen was almost distracted by her matter-of-fact tone.

"Children should have fun. Even if they have to be taught, they should be taught through fun, so that they can learn about the world and knowledge while having fun."

"Like this?"

Shen Luyao rarely showed a little confusion in front of Lu Chen.

"You mean, sugar babies shouldn't learn these things at their current age, right?"

"Yes," Lu Chen saw that Shen Luyao seemed to be loosening up a little. He continued to fight hard for his daughter Tang Bao'er's happy childhood.

"Have you ever seen a family whose children started practicing calligraphy when they were 2-3 years old?"

"The little guy obviously can't even hold a pen steady!"

Shen Luyao's answer was beyond Lu Chen's expectation.

"I've seen it."

"When I was a child, I practiced calligraphy at the age of 2, ballet at the age of 3, piano at the age of 4, and started being taught by a tutor at the age of 5."

Lu Chen: "..."

He looked at Shen Luyao's normal expression, but he understood some of the abnormalities Shen Luyao had shown before.

"What are your memories of childhood?"

"There are endless copybooks, endless music scores to practice, and the pain when the muscles and veins are stretched..."

When talking about this, Shen Luyao's voice lowered.

The smile on his face also faded a lot.

It's obviously not a happy memory.

"Besides those, any happy memories?"

Seeing that the always bright Shen Luyao showed a little vulnerability, something strange appeared in Lu Chen's heart.

"hapiness?"

Unlike the straightforward answers to the previous questions, Shen Luyao was obviously hesitant this time.

She frowned and thought for a moment before speaking uncertainly.

“I remember being happy when I played a piece of music in its entirety.”

Lu Chen: "..."

He now knows why Shen Luyao treats Sugar Baby like this.

Because she completely inflicted what she experienced in her childhood on the sugar baby.

Sometimes, if you don't try your best to avoid it, you will unknowingly become someone you hate.

"Are you happy when you practice calligraphy, dance, or play the piano?"

Listening to Lu Chen's increasingly sharp questions, Shen Luyao's answering voice became lower and lower.

"How is it possible to be happy?"

"You know, I was particularly envious of the child of my uncle's gardener at home, because she could work in the garden with him."

"She can chase flying butterflies unscrupulously, and she can also ride on the shoulders of her uncle the gardener..."

After listening quietly to Shen Luyao's words, Lu Chen spoke softly.

"Look at Sugar Baby, does she look familiar to you now?"

Tang Baoer held the brush in his right hand, with black marks on his face.

She painted for a while, then looked up and around.

Look at Dahei chasing the butterfly.

Look at the specks of dust in the sunlight.

Also look at the bamboo dragonfly lying quietly on the table.

Shen Luyao shed tears involuntarily when she looked at such a sugar baby.

"I did not do it on purpose."

"I obviously hate those things the most, how could I...?"

"It's okay, it's not too late."

Lu Chen patted Shen Luyao's back.

He took out his pad and searched for the classic cartoon Fatty Blue.

"Sugar baby, stop writing and watch cartoons."

The little sugar baby raised his head, his eyes sparkling like black grapes, full of hope.

The little guy was obviously moved, but he softly asked Shen Luyao for her opinion.

"Mom, can Sugar Baby watch?"

"Yes, of course."

Shen Luyao nodded heavily.

"Okay, let's watch cartoons!"

After getting the answer, the little sugar baby immediately jumped up and ran to his parents.

"Lu Yao will watch too."

"it is good."

"Wow, this fat blue guy is so awesome!"

"Daddy, why can this fat blue man's bamboo dragonfly fly?"

"Sugar baby wants it too."

Lu Chen: I was hasty, I forgot about this.

After patiently explaining it to the little guy, Lu Chen saw that the little guy was starting to feel sleepy, so he gave Shen Luyao a wink.

When Shen Luyao, who was addicted to anime, reacted, her whole fair neck turned red.

We agreed to watch cartoons with Sugar Baby, but in the end she was the one watching them with enthusiasm.

She picked up Sugar Baby, who had already begun to doze off, and looked at Lu Chen with some confusion.

"Let her sleep in my room first."

With that said, Lu Chen stood up and led Shen Luyao the way.

After opening the bedroom, Shen Luyao was stunned.

It wasn't because Lu Chen's bedroom was dirty, but because it was too clean.

Quilts folded into tofu blocks, spotless floor.

There was only an old desk in the room and an equally old wooden wardrobe that showed its age at a glance.

Apart from this, there is no other furniture.

It can be said that there is no breath of life at all.

"Put your sugar baby on the bed."

Lu Chen shook off the quilt and signaled to Shen Luyao.

"Ah."

After gently placing Sugar Baby on the bed, the two closed the door and returned to the yard.

"Lu Yao, why is Sugar Baby afraid of heights?"

Taking advantage of the little guy's absence, Lu Chen asked the question that had always worried him.

"My company was quite busy before, so I didn't have time to take care of the little sugar baby myself for a while."

"Just find a personal nanny for her."

"But the nanny was bribed by my stepmother and actually wanted to sell the sugar baby."

"Although the sugar baby was recovered and the nanny was arrested, the little one was frightened and became very afraid of heights."

"I asked once, but the little guy resisted and refused to say anything. He just cried."

"It turned out to be so, I know."

"Lu Chen, thank you."

Suddenly hearing Shen Luyao's voice of thanks, Lu Chen was a little confused.

"what happened?"

"Thank you for caring about sugar babies."

Thank you also for caring about me.

Just now, when Lu Chen pointed out that there was a problem with the way she treated her sugar baby, Shen Luyao suddenly saw herself who had been crushed.

Lu Chen obviously chose the Fat Blue cartoon because he and Tang Baoer had never seen Bamboo Dragonfly.

"Haha," Lu Chen smiled heartily, "Tangbao is my daughter, and I should care about her."

"Why are you so out of touch all of a sudden?"

"Well," Shen Luyao lowered her head shyly, "She is indeed your daughter."

(There is another chapter before 0 o'clock. I have been writing it. I didn't expect it to take up so much space. But I should write down what I want to express clearly. I really can't control myself. I always Will write down all kinds of details in detail, sigh.)