Lin Zhi followed him and slightly let go of his hand.

Maybe...there are some things that she can't change no matter how hard she tries.

The child broke away from Lin Zhi's arms and threw himself into Yan Jia's arms. He apologized and acted coquettishly: "Second uncle, Zhouzhou Busi did it on purpose... Please forgive Zhouzhou, but Sizhouzhou cannot sell it to you. Zhouzhou

It belongs to Zhou Si’s mother.”

Yan Jia hugged him, with a smile in his eyes: "Kid, you can be your mother's, or your second uncle's."

Zhouzhou was bypassed and felt that it was okay.

But he still cared about breaking things and apologized to Yan Jia: "Second uncle, my mother has no money. Don't let her pay."

"Okay, then what do you think we should compensate for?"

"Zhouzhou painted a picture yesterday. It's very beautiful. How about giving it to my second uncle?"

Lin Zhi frowned. Children will always be children, very innocent. In his eyes, there is only the difference between good and bad, not money and value.

In his eyes, the most satisfying painting he painted was the best. How did he know that Yan Jia's jade carvings were valuable?

"Go and bring it to me to take a look. If I like it, that's fine. If you don't like it, you have to draw another one." Yan Jia said to Zhou Zhou.

"Great!"

The children jumped upstairs.

Yan Jia retracted his gaze, raised his head, and looked at Lin Zhi in front of him.

Lin Zhi didn't look at him, and stood up indifferently, ready to clean up the pile of debris.

"Where have you been today?" Yan Jia also stood up.

"I went out and found a place to sit for a long time."

"If you feel bored, come to work at Yan's. You can choose the position. But I think the position of assistant to the president is good and suitable for you."

"Don't you have Chen Kang?"

“Someone has to do the work of serving tea, handing out water, and printing reports.”

"I won't go." Lin Zhi refused him.

"It's okay if you don't come. I'm purely out of good intentions. It's easy for you to have problems if you stay at home alone."

"I'm not a child anymore, I don't need you to take care of me."

"oh."

Yan Jia was not upset and looked happy.

Not long after, Zhouzhou slowly went downstairs with his painting, one step at a time, slowly, but his white and rosy little face was full of joy.

"Second uncle," he shouted, "Zhouzhou's paintings!"

Yan Jia turned around and walked over.

A very childish painting, depicting a child and a group of small animals. The rabbit is bigger than the elephant and the puppy is flying in the sky.

Zhouzhou liked it very much and gave the painting to him solemnly: "Second uncle, Zhouzhou's painting! It's very beautiful!"

Zhouzhou's big bright eyes blinked, full of expectation.

Lin Zhi's heart clenched. She was afraid that Yan Jia would say derogatory and mocking words to Zhouzhou again. Zhouzhou was forgetful, but that didn't mean he could accept being hurt again and again.

Yan Jia looks good, but he has too many mouths.

Zhouzhou looked at his second uncle expectantly.

Yan Jia looked at it with a wide smile on his face: "It's okay."

Zhouzhou scratched his head: "Zhouzhou feels very good."

"I think you can draw better, but you need someone to guide you."

"The teacher will teach."

"The level of your teachers is just that. Go get the watercolor pens and Uncle Second can teach you."

"Second uncle, can you still draw?" Zhouzhou suddenly looked at Yan Jia with admiration, that little look, just like looking at the admired Ultraman.

"certainly."
Chapter completed!