Wen Lu felt that Wen Xue's daughter was quite spirited, and when he looked at his son Wen Mo, he couldn't help but frown.

Silly and foolish.

When Wen Mo saw his father looking at him, he raised his little hands and danced, grinning happily, showing his white baby teeth.

It was okay not to laugh, but this smile made Wen Lu feel even more stupid.

But Tong Yao didn't seem to think so. When she saw her son smiling, she asked dotingly: "Is Mo Mo very happy today?"

The chubby little guy nodded vigorously.

Happy.

Eating at grandma and grandpa’s house, so happy!

Ms. Su looked at Wen Xue's daughter in the photo for a while, and then at little Mo Mo next to her, feeling extremely satisfied.

A few years ago, she was worried that Wen Lu liked men and Wen Xue wouldn't be able to marry him!

After meal.

Wen's mother and Tongyao took Momo to play in the children's room at home, while Wen Lu and Wen's father were still drinking.

There is always endless wine to drink and endless talk between men.

Wen Lu told Wen's father some of his ideas for the future of Wen's Group. This year, it will mainly build a financial project street in Ancheng, and then build a department store.

Father Wen didn't care much about him and let him do what he did. As long as there were no big problems, Father Wen wouldn't interfere.

When the time was almost up, Wen Lu went home with nursery rhymes and Mo Mo.

The wind blows quietly in the summer night, the villa yard is full of the smell of vegetation, and the air is filled with muggy heat.

The family sat in the back row, with Nursery holding Wen Mo in his arms and teaching him how to speak and express himself. The only sounds in the narrow space were the mother and son talking.

The driver was driving in front. Wen Lu closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, motionless. In his ears, he could hear the sweet sounds of nursery rhymes and Wen Lu's milky voice and his unclear words.

"Mo Mo, what do giant pandas like to eat? Huh?" the nursery rhyme asked the children.

The child thought for a while: "Tu..."

"..." Nursery Rhyme Khan said, "That's not right, giant pandas don't eat dirt. In the picture my mother showed you last time, what was the giant panda eating? Huh?"

Mo Mo still couldn't remember. In the darkness, his innocent big eyes were filled with worry.

The nursery rhyme prompted him: "Green."

"Grass..." Mo Mo replied again.

Well, nursery rhyme patiently said: "Momo thinks about it again, there are green and long ones in our yard."

Mo Mo sat on Tong Yao's lap, but she was anxious.

No, not anymore!

Mo Mo scratched his head, he really couldn't do it anymore.

Wen Lu opened his eyes, looked at Wen Mo through the light outside the window, and rubbed his head with one hand: "Idiot."

Nursery Rhyme glared at him: "Don't talk."

How can you say that, Mo Mo is only two years old.

Children must be taught patiently.

Fortunately, Wen Mo didn't understand what "idiot" meant, and was still scratching his head thinking about the question, what do giant pandas eat?

Wen Lu sneered: "Stop teaching, you are not suitable to teach children."

Tong Yao didn't expect that he would contradict her like this.

Is there anything wrong with what she taught? Or does he think Mo Mo should be taught by someone else?

A name flashed in her mind for a moment, and suddenly, the joy she had felt just now disappeared, leaving only endless depression and loneliness, and the nursery rhymes remained silent for a long time.

For a moment, the car fell silent.

Mo Mo thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered it, happily kicking her legs in the arms of the nursery rhyme: "Bamboo... bamboo."

Normally, the nursery rhyme would have laughed and praised Mo Mo for being smart, kissed her, hugged her, and lifted her up, but at this moment, she was distracted and absent-minded.
Chapter completed!