The princess is a man of science

After Mengmeng studied painting seriously for three years, he looked at Song Zhier's painting of her father, and then at his own painting of his father.Well, his dad is ugly, ugly, and embarrassing, but it's all because he doesn't draw well.

"Junior brother, what do you want to draw when you learn painting?" Song Zhier also felt that she couldn't bear to look at Mengmeng's paintings. They studied painting together for three years, but the junior brother still achieved nothing. This is what the teacher called talent ah.

"I don't want to draw anything, and I can't draw anything." Mengmeng covered her face, not wanting to admit that he drew this thing, so burn it quickly, and don't burn his eyes here.

Song Zhi'er saved face for her junior brother, she didn't say anything, but silently helped him put away the painting.Liu Wenxi will have to check the homework later, and their homework name is called my father... oh no, it's my father.

Xiao Shizi was already ashamed and angry, even knowing that his father had long been used to the gap between him and Song Zhier, he still felt ashamed, forget it, he is not a child anymore, why bother to torture him like this just to fight for such a breath As for myself, three years, how did he get here in these three years!

He is obviously excellent in other subjects, even his strictest teacher, Song Yu, has never beaten him once, and even praised him as more talented than his father, and he will definitely be able to inherit his father's career in the future and build Liaodong better.

However, he just couldn't draw well, and he didn't like it, if it wasn't for being able to express his anger and draw Liu Wenxi... Forget it, there are not many people named Mengmeng now, or they are called Xiaoshizi or Shu Mingye.He is no longer a child, and he feels that he has become a well-behaved prince of Liao, so what else is there to paint.

Mengmeng finally made up her mind to give up painting and devote her limited time to more meaningful things.Liu Wenxi didn't say anything after hearing this, but just nodded, obviously not objecting to his son's decision.

He couldn't object, although he was a little obsessed at the beginning and wanted his son to inherit his mantle, but he just didn't know what to do.Even Shu Jin's paintings are better-looking than his son's. There is really no way to say such a thing.

"Daddy." Mengmeng waited until class was over and Song Zhi'er had left, then finally hugged Liu Wenxi's waist, rubbing against him to act like a spoiled child.He was just over ten years old, and he was still a child.

"What's the matter?" Liu Wenxi originally wanted to pick up his son, but Mengmeng has grown very tall in the past few years, and she can't hold her son as smoothly as she did when she was a child.Back then, the little chubby dumpling had already become a teenager at this time, and he would reach puberty in a few years, so it was impossible to act like a baby in the future.

"Painting is so difficult to learn." Mengmeng watched Liu Wenxi put her hand down, and simply threw herself into his arms, letting Liu Wenxi rub it.Liu Wenxi stroked Mengmeng's hair, the father and son met and blinked twice, Mengmeng hugged Liu Wenxi's neck.

"Daddy, don't draw me anymore, okay?" He also wanted to save face, and now seeing the portraits of him when he was a child is so ashamed.

"Well, from now on we will only draw our little handsome guy." Liu Wenxi rubbed Mengmeng, his son is still very well-behaved.In fact, his painting is not just to record his dark history, but he thinks it is cute, and he can remember every bit of his son's growth, and it will be interesting to read it later.

Shu Jin also told him that Mengmeng will be the king of Liao in the future, and this kind of black history must be put aside.Liu Wenxi thought about it, yes, his son is so good now, he can draw more handsome places.

"I love you." Mengmeng said nastyly, and Liu Wenxi was very pleased with what he heard. The father and son got bored for a while, and Mengmeng went out to play again.

At this moment, Liu Wenxi can truly understand that his son has grown up, and he is not as clinging to himself as before. It is obviously something he was looking forward to, but when it finally arrives, he feels a little lost.Now he is also standing at the end of his age. Although he may not be able to tell his age just by looking at his appearance, he can always feel the passage of time.

"Shu Jinjin!" Liu Wenxi started to work after dinner at night, and when he came back, it was completely dark outside.Shu Jin was leaning on the couch and reading a book, time didn't seem to have left too many imprints on him, it just became more attractive.

"What's the matter?" Shu Jin caught Liu Wenxi who was rushing over, and breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Wenxi had gained weight and strength in the past two years, and he couldn't bear it like this.

"It's nothing." Liu Wenxi sat down next to him, "That's right, that's right... I think I'm too dependent on Mengmeng, this kind of mentality is not good."

Hearing what he said, Shu Jin turned to look at him, why did Liu Wenxi have such thoughts?

"The son will grow up sooner or later, and the old father will give up sooner or later. Shu Jin, I don't think I'm in a good state of mind." Liu Wenxi hasn't thought too far, but feels that the relationship between him and Mengmeng's father and son must change to a certain extent. .Can't Mengmeng grow up, he still treats each other as a child.

But it's also very strange to treat him as an equal adult. He needs a balance.There is no lack of warmth between father and son, and the relationship between the two can be handled in a more equal way.

Hearing what he said, Shu Jin also fell into deep thought. After all, he was an ancient person, and he didn't think as much as Liu Wenxi.The relationship between father and son in the Tian family is generally not very harmonious. Even though Shu Jin is so smart, she doesn't have much experience in this area.

"That's a really good question."

"This is a very worrying question." Liu Wenxi held Shu Jin in his arms, and the two of them were the only ones who could maintain the same relationship forever. Why is Shu Jin still so good-looking now?

"The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, it also depends on your son's attitude." Shu Jin said.

Facts show that neither Liu Wenxi's worry nor Shu Jin's thoughts are wrong. When Mengmeng was 15 years old, she grew rapidly, and she was about to catch up with her two fathers.He also gradually changed his voice, his body and appearance have undergone significant changes, and his heart has also changed.

When he was a child, Mengmeng always thought that he would be very powerful to be the king of Liao in the future, but when he grew up, he played with other young people and was also influenced by them.Quite a few teenagers wanted to become heroes, to eradicate tyranny and bring peace to the good, but there were not so many things for them to take care of in Liaodong.

Compared with these children, Mengmeng still has a background in martial arts, but he has no interest in being a hero. He heard Song Yang tell him how life was as a hero, how the prince of Liao could bear to sleep in the wild, Are you covered in lice and fleas?

After thinking about it, Mengmeng felt that it would be better to join the army. He also wanted to fight, and wanted to be a general.It just so happens that Meng Qing often contacts the palace and has met him a few times, why not let him take him to the barracks to learn how to fight with him.

Mengmeng squeezed her gradually obvious muscles, and she is very confident about the future. He will definitely be able to become a great general, and he must be much better than the older brothers and younger brothers in the third uncle's family.

So he told Shu Jin what he thought, Shu Jin wrote him a letter without saying anything, and asked the guards to accompany him to the border to find Meng Qing.

When Liu Wenxi knew about it, Mengmeng had already packed up her things and set off. He was also very worried at that time.Although the Xianbei people and Daqi have established friendly business relations, there are many small countries near Liaodong, and there are constant frictions. There are still many opportunities for war. His son is only fifteen, so nothing will happen.

"Daddy, I will come back after meritorious service!" Mengmeng said with full of air, but Liu Wenxi thought that he and Shu Jin had one literary and one reason, not one literary and one military, can it work?

Even if it's okay, Mengmeng can't be a general.

"It's okay, I've already let someone watch him." Shu Jin whispered in Liu Wenxi's ear, and now Liu Wenxi felt a little relieved, this time not only the guards, but also the soldiers of the palace went to protect Mengmeng.There is no major friction now, so it should be okay.

So, Mengmeng ran to the border excitedly, while the old father was worried at home, always wanting someone to send him delicious food, so as not to make his son tired and hungry.

As for the son, he was also very strong. Four months later, Mengmeng came back.

Liu Wenxi looked at the little black guy in front of him, and couldn't help but realize that this is his handsome little guy. What happened in the past few months?

"Ming Ye, are you on vacation? When will you go back?" Liu Wenxi asked him, seeing that his son's expression was not right, so he asked him tactfully.

The cute little boy almost couldn't hold back his tears, but as a man he couldn't cry.

"I am no longer a general, I want to study hard with my teacher."

After Mengmeng arrived at the border, thanks to Shu Jin's letter to Meng Qing, he followed Meng Qing every day.Practice every day when you are not fighting, and find something to do when you are fighting.The barracks are full of tall and thick men, and of course they look down on Mengmeng who is quite handsome.

But Meng Qing thinks highly of him, and makes him practice like other soldiers every day, turning the handsome little prince into a big black egg.What's more, Mengmeng inherited his father's physical incoordination, even though Liu Wenxi neutralized her, she still didn't study as fast as other soldiers.

Moreover, the barracks are not clean, and even Meng Qing doesn't eat very well, and there are fleas on his body on weekdays, and he is often woken up by itching when he sleeps.

After coming and going, Xiao Shizi really couldn't stand it anymore, so he used the excuse of going home to study as an excuse to go for a walk.Of course Meng Qing knew what he was thinking in his heart, and the letter Shu Jin wrote to him was also like this, there was no need for special treatment, Mengmeng would come back by herself if she didn't think it would work.

"Let's go take a bath. Dad will ask the doctor to give you some medicine to kill fleas." Liu Wenxi looked at his son, Mengmeng's face flushed red, but he still asked his father to wash him and clean up all the bugs on his body. After that, it needs to be cleaned many times.

When he finally lay on his own bed, he realized the truth that only one is good in the world, to be a hero, to be a general, to be the King of Liao is the right way.

After Mengmeng's hard work and hard work, although he did not become the king of Liao in a short time, when he was 20 years old, his father handed over most of the affairs to him, and he lived a life of taking care of the princess.

When Shu Jin was older, he passed on the position of King Liao to his son, and took his wife to Chang'an to live there for a while.

Mengmeng's two fathers don't like to travel, and they don't go out very much, so the family is together from the beginning to the end. They spent a long, long time together until death came.

But at this time, even Mengmeng was already an old man.

For the two fathers, Mengmeng made a final summary.

They are two people with completely different personalities, but they are very compatible and love each other. Because of their influence, the system of monogamy has become popular in Liaodong.

They are obsessed with their careers, humble and thoughtful about education, which is why they can raise such an excellent son as him.

In fact, he misses them too.