Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 661, Portrait

"Daughter, your body?" Cheng Fei looked at Cheng Le with a suspicious expression on his face, still unable to believe the situation in front of him, unable to believe that this alive and kicking person was his daughter.

Originally, Cheng Fei was already prepared for his daughter to die on the spot at any time.
"Well, I have strength all over my body, I can run and jump, but I am healthy." Cheng Le even ran a sprint in front of Cheng Fei, which shocked Cheng Fei, and rushed out to pick up his daughter , for fear of falling.

"Dad, I'm fine. I'm in good health now." Cheng Le's complexion was rosy, and he looked very healthy, even healthier than Cheng Fei, who was his father.

But looking at Cheng Le like this, Cheng Fei couldn't be happier, for some reason, he was still a little sad.
Cheng Le's mother didn't think too much about it. When she saw Cheng Le, who was able to run and jump and had a ruddy complexion, she was so happy that she didn't want it. She even cried with joy.

What was served was not porridge, but delicious gourmet fried rice and beef.

Facing the dishes in front of him, this time Cheng Le really ate the dishes in front of him without vomiting. After so long, he finally experienced the taste of food again.

Really fragrant——

Facing the scene of the family enjoying family happiness, Bai Chen and Liu Yanli directly hid out, leaving this huge space for the family to enjoy.

"Mom, after taking care of me for so long, it's my turn to take care of you this time."

Cheng Le rolled up his sleeves, wanting to help with housework, but was quickly stopped, Cheng Le's mother said nervously: "You are in better health now, don't do these dirty and tiring jobs, it's okay, Mom can do it all by herself."

Cheng Le's mother hurriedly wanted to grab the broom, but Cheng Le's explanation was useless.

At this time, Cheng Fei stopped his wife's behavior and said, "It's okay, it's my daughter's heart. Don't let me down."

"What are you talking about? You know Xiao Le's body, and she can't do strenuous exercise." As soon as Cheng Le's mother raised her head, she saw Cheng Fei's serious expression, which was unprecedentedly serious. She rarely, even I have never seen Cheng Fei who is so serious.

There was seriousness, seriousness, and pleading in the eyes, making Cheng Le's mother's words stuck in her throat, making her unable to speak out.
The scene remained silent, only Cheng Le smiled sweetly: "Don't quarrel, parents, I am in really good health now, I can help, it doesn't matter at all"

"Well, it doesn't matter, today Dad is also enjoying the family happiness with his daughter." Cheng Fei lay comfortably on the wicker chair, looking like a master ready to be served.

The daughter's filial piety is definitely something that Cheng Fei's family can only ask for.

It's not that Cheng Le doesn't want to, it's that he can't
Not long after, two basins of hot footwashing water were brought out.

In the cold weather, a basin of hot water warmed the bodies of Cheng Fei and his wife, and also warmed their hearts.

Washing feet with hot water, and massage with Cheng Le's small hands, these are all things that Cheng Le wanted to do but failed to do. Being filial to his parents is all about satisfaction.

"You used to take such good care of me. Sometimes I feel really sorry for you. I was born with such a body and appearance that I made you bother so much." Cheng Le said softly while beating the backs of the two of them: "I I know that you are all very lucky to make money to support me and pay for my medical expenses. I know that my father has to go out to work part-time every night, and my mother has to do a lot of manual work every day. Dad is still dreaming about my ridiculous dream. And work hard, I can see it all.”

Every word Cheng Le said stuck in Cheng Fei's heart. The more sensible the child was, the more uncomfortable Cheng Fei would be, but the discomfort would not show on his face.

In front of her daughter, she must keep a hearty smile all the time, no matter what her mood is.

Foot washing, massage, things that every child will do for their parents, washing and mopping the floor, and finally cooking.

A bowl of burnt braised pork and rice was brought out, Cheng Le looked at the [Food] in front of him really embarrassed, his face blushed a lot.

"How should I say it? I've only seen how to cook on the Internet, but when it's time to make it myself, it won't work. It's okay, I'll dump it and go."

"Delicious. Really fragrant."

Facing their daughter's meal, Cheng Fei and his wife stuffed the meal into their mouths without saying a word. It is impossible for their daughter's hard work to be wasted.

The tactile sensation of the taste buds came, and the taste was very bad.

It was dark.

A little bit bitter.

No, it is very bitter.

Cheng Le was taken aback for a moment, but instead of stopping, he smiled, very happily.

After finishing these things, Cheng Le lay on the bed with a face of relief, his little head was dripping with sweat, and said with emotion: "I'm so tired, it's not easy for the two of you to raise me. It's obviously more difficult than what I did today. Hard work and more every day."

"It's no big deal." Cheng Fei grinned, got up and took his wife and Cheng Le's hand and said, "You have done so much for your parents, and today your father will take you out to play around the Guanjiangkou. Haven’t played here well yet, this is our hometown, it’s impossible not to know more about it.”

Cheng Fei doesn't remember how long it's been since the family of three went out to play, and Cheng Le doesn't remember either, the memory has long been blurred.

This is the first time that the Folklore Museum is closed during the day - even if it is not closed, there is no business.

Put on a floral skirt other than the white hospital gown, and walk along the riverside.

There are very few people today, which is very suitable for family travel.

At the same time, Cheng Le also brought some of his own things, a drawing board, a stack of paper, and pens for painting, and said happily: "It's great, I haven't had a chance before, and I can finally come out to draw today." Ah, painting in the room can suffocate me, I can’t draw any charm.”

When crossing the road and finding a good place, Cheng Le suddenly stopped and said with a smile.

"Mom and Dad, you sit here. Yes, right here, facing me."

"Yeah..." Cheng Fei took his wife's hand and sat down according to Cheng Le's instructions.

Cheng Le sat on a small bench beside him, imitating his parents with paintings.

In terms of painting, Cheng Le's speed has always been very fast, because he doesn't know when he will die, he can always finish the painting with the fastest speed, and he will practice whenever he has time every day, not to mention the quality, only the speed Cheng Le I feel that I will never lose to others.

Cheng Le knew that he was racing against time.

After nearly half an hour, the portraits of Cheng Fei and his wife appeared on it.

This time, Cheng Le himself was added between the two, a happy family portrait
(End of this chapter)