Yes, the touch of language seems to be much better.
"Of course not." Mo Shaochen touched his head and said with a smile, "Yeah, of course we are very smart."
He remembered the little guy who was in the Leng family last time, and he really looked clever. However, the boy was too sharp and he looked very domineering. Although it was better for the kid to be smarter, ordinary adults might still be more serious.
There are many children who like to be obedient.
"Well, then I'm fine to play with dad?"
"Okay, okay." Mu Shane clapped his hands and competed with Mo Shaochen for model aircraft.
Anyway, he came very early and there was still a lot of time.
While helping his son compete in model aircraft, Mo Shaochen asked: "Yeah, are you happy recently?"
"Of course I'm happy!" Mushangen lowered his little head and crawled around to find parts: "Did Dad see the little fish in the living room? Uncle Leng bought it for me! There are dozens of them! I saw it in the backyard.
There is a very big swimming pool, Uncle Leng said, in the future, I will take Enen and my younger brother, the baby, to swim together!"
He didn't dare to call his younger brother anymore. What if his mother gave birth to a younger sister, what if his younger sister knew that he was thinking about his younger brother every day and didn't like him?
"Is that true?" Mo Shaochen smiled and took the opportunity to walk to the backyard with his things. Sure enough, he saw a small swimming pool that was ten meters long and eight meters wide had been dug out here. Next to it, there was a small flowerbed, which was fine.
The corridor paved with stones, with small parasols, white tables and lounge chairs, would be absolutely comfortable if you turn around in the hot summer!
Mo Shaochen intentionally cliched and continued to ask: "Then, did he buy the toys here for you?"
"Yes." Eun nodded, while holding a small wooden piece with a plywood. "If Eun is good and memorizing more words, Uncle Leng will reward me with a small toy! If you are disobedient, you will not remember the words carefully and
When I recite the poems, Uncle Leng will deduct all the candies of Yeon. Yeon already has Yeon, one, two, three, four... Yeon, I have no candy for four days!"
He said, and even counting on his little fingers, he looked particularly pitiful.
"That's it." Mo Shaochen nodded, touched the little guy's head, and sat back on his original position.
He really didn't expect that Leng Yunlin's discipline of Mushangen was really good. He was rewarded and punished. He studied well and had gifts, but was disobedient and had no candy to eat.
Although it can be seen that Mu Qingyu supported her later. However, no matter how she is, no matter how much Leng Yunlin is dedicated to doing this, at least one thing can be understood
The relationship between them has eased a lot.
"Then, is your mother and Uncle Leng a good relationship?" Mo Shaochen said, his eyes a little anxious.
Mushangen grabbed his head: "What good relationship is good?"
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and a smile flashed across his fair face: "Okay, OK."
When Mo Shaochen saw this, he was a little confused: "What is good?"
"Dad, I'll tell you." Eun-en suddenly crawled over, her big eyes flashing, "I saw it one night and saw Uncle Leng kissing her mother."
"Dear?" Mo Shaochen's face darkened. He remembered the small contraceptive umbrella that Leng Yunlin threw in the trash can-