"It's much better." Leng Jianing patted his face, "Master Nian, just play with our young master Leng for a while, and I'll treat you to lunch later."
"Yes." Tang Nian nodded, and then said to Leng Jianan, "Master Leng, I won't disturb you too much."
Leng Jianan opened his arms and said: "Even if it's an interruption, I'm happy to do it, but I have a meeting to hold later and I can't accompany you to play outside."
"It's okay, I'll stay with you here." Tang Nian glanced around and looked at the row of big bookshelves and said, "Wow, there are so many books I can read."
"How many words can you read?" Leng Jianan asked in surprise.
"Sixth grade elementary school level"
"Really?" Leng Jianan squatted in front of him, pulled up his hand and asked, "Who are your parents, who taught you so well?"
Tang Nian laughed and said, "It's not that they taught me well, it's that I learned well myself. I feel like I have a photographic memory."
Leng Jianan smiled at this child. Although his tone was arrogant sometimes, it didn't make people feel proud. Instead, he felt more and more smart and cute. He was never like this when he was a child.
The landline phone on the table rang, and Leng Jianan walked over to pick it up. He gestured to Tang Nian to do whatever he wanted.
He leaned against the table and picked up the phone: "Hello... Shao Feng? It seems that there is no news from you..."
This phone call seemed to take a long time. It was just a chat between old friends. Tang Nian was looking for something to do on his own. He saw a piece of white paper and a signature pen on the coffee table.
He waved a pen and paper at Leng Jianan, and Leng Jianan nodded, indicating that he could use it.
So, Tang Nian squatted down on the coffee table and started drawing.
"Getting out of an unhappy marriage is a relief. I want to congratulate you on your new life," Leng Jianan said.
The two chatted for a few more words, then Leng Jianan hung up the phone and walked towards the coffee table.
Tang Nian just finished the painting. Leng Jianan looked at the painting and said, "Why do I feel that this avatar looks a bit like me?"
"It was you originally." Tang Nian covered his mouth and smiled, "If I had a pencil and eraser, I could change it to look more like you."
"It won't be given to me again."
Tang Nian shook his head and said, "I want to keep it until I get home after the summer vacation. When I miss you, I will take out this portrait and worship it."
"where is your house?"
Tang Nian said, "My home is on the beach, a small villa, surrounded by vegetables and chickens and ducks. They like to poop. My mother cleans them when there is nothing to do. She is more careful than taking care of me, haha."
Leng Jianan smiled softly and walked towards the desk. That kind of life is really desirable.