Zong Yanchen smiled and asked, "do you pull out all your hair?"

"Of course, all the hair should be pulled out. Like a chicken without hair, the chicken is ugly without hair, so no one will like it." Zong Yanxi said very seriously.

Zong Yanchen coughed lightly and thought to himself that all the feathers had been pulled out. First of all, whether it was good-looking or ugly should be the chicken that had been stripped of chicken feathers. Can it still live?

"If Dad hears this, do you think he will be angry?" Zong Yanchen held back his smile. Even if he only looked at his back, he knew that Zong Jinghao must have a black face at the moment.

"As long as you don't complain, he won't hear." Zong Yanxi vowed as if she knew Zong Jinghao very well.

Zong Yanchen covered his stomach hard. Can't laugh, "how can you be so sure?"

"How can he have time to take care of us? I was thinking, "are we not his children at all?" Zong Yanxi thought to herself, if you kiss your father, how can you spend no time with them?

Finally, zongyanchen couldn't help but puff and laugh.

Zong Yanxi didn't know, so he turned and asked, "what are you laughing at..."

Before he finished, he saw the man standing behind him. His handsome little face changed and changed“ Eight... Dad. "

Zong Yanxi couldn't speak clearly.

Zong Jinghao pulled his face and asked, "where did you learn these words?"

"You... You heard it?" Zong Yanxi thought in her mind, when did he come?

Why didn't she notice?

If I found out, I wouldn't say that.

"That, Dad." Zong Yanxi held his leg and spoiled, "when did you come? Why didn't I hear? "

"You hear me, can I still hear you say those out of tune?" Zong Jinghao still has a straight face.

Zong Yanxi continued to compensate for her smiling face. Her two small arms hugged more tightly. She deliberately pinched her throat and said with milk, "Dad, I really love you. I'm just afraid of being robbed because I'm afraid of losing you."

Even if he was angry and looked at his daughter's beautiful face, he couldn't give birth, but in order to make her daughter have a long memory, he still kept a cold face and said, "where did you hear that?"

Zong Yanxi lowered her head, buttoned her fingers, pouted her small mouth and said, "I watched it on TV."

"Don't watch those messy TV in the future." Zong Jinghao said solemnly.

"I will, I will. Don't look at it again, Dad. Don't be angry. " Zong Yanxi stretched out two small arms. "Dad, you haven't held me for a long time. Hold me. I miss you."

Zong Jinghao was angry and funny. "Don't we meet every day?"

"I'll miss you when I meet. Dad will draw after me. If you draw well, you must draw a portrait for Dad first." Zong Yanxi is serious.

The daughter's serious little expression successfully erased the little unhappiness in Zong Jinghao's heart.

He bent over, picked up his daughter and patted her ass, "don't give me ecstasy soup. Don't watch TV in the future."

"Is cartoon OK?" Zong Yanxi whispered.

"I said no. Don't you see it? "

"If you don't let me see it, I won't see it. I can't let you know it secretly. Hee hee." Zong Yanxi playfully kissed his father's face, "you don't want to beat me, do you?"

Zong Jinghao was angry and smiled by his daughter, "you are becoming more and more worrying."

"Dad, you put me down. I haven't finished my painting yet." Today she is in high spirits and vows to finish this painting.

Zong Jinghao pinched his daughter's face and put her down.

Zong Yanxi ran to the drawing board, picked up the brush and continued his unfinished painting. Zong Yanchen put down the book, "Dad. Shall we play chess? "

Zong Jinghao stood with a negative hand and looked at his son lightly, "I'm afraid you'll cry if you lose."

Zong Yanchen was embarrassed and scratched his head. Before, he was really angry because he couldn't accept losing the chess game.

But now he wants to open up and understand.

Although the technology is not good enough now, it will become more and more powerful in the future.

"I won't cry." Zong Yanchen said firmly.

Zong Jinghao came and sat down on the ground, "come on."

Zong Yanchen happily opened the newly bought chess. Two people, one white and one black.

Zong Yanchen still lost this time, but he still made progress and can persist in several rounds.

It was getting dark. Zong Yanxi finished painting and it was time for dinner. Zong Jinghao stopped playing chess with his son and packed up things to take them home.

Dinner was ready at home. Yu's mother was about to come out and call them. When she saw them coming back, she took the things in Zong Jinghao's hand and said with a smile“ Wash your hands and eat. "

Today's dinner was prepared by Aunt Wang and Lin Xinyan. Qin Ya didn't go back to her room. Su Zhan woke up before she woke up. She left him a meal in the kitchen. Aunt Wang also cooked sober soup. When he woke up, she could drink it.

Zong Yanxi showed her painting to Lin Xinyan and asked her if she was OK.

My daughter's paintings have indeed made a lot of progress, and I don't mean to praise them“ The painting looks real. It's getting stronger and stronger. It's great. Go wash your hands and eat. "

After being praised, Zong Yanxi was in a better mood. He put down the painting and washed his hands. Then he climbed into his chair and sat down, waiting for dinner.

Lin Xinyan specially stewed the soup. She filled a bowl for her son and daughter. Zong Jinghao looked at the soup and asked, "don't you have mine?"

It's not his greedy, mainly because he heard that the soup was stewed by Lin Xinyan.

Lin Xinyan was about to give it to him. When he asked, he couldn't help rolling his eyes and put a bowl in front of him, "how can I forget you."

Zong Jinghao chuckled.

Qin Ya's feet are better. He also ate at the table, but he seemed a little out of his mind. Lin Xinyan put the soup in front of her, "what are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Qin ya, who regained consciousness, was about to scoop up the soup. Lin Xinyan quickly stopped her, "hot, cool and drink again. How can you be out of your mind?"

"There's no way." Qin Ya denied.

Lin Xinyan can't tell. Xiaoxiao didn't speak.

After dinner, Aunt Wang cleaned up the table. Yu's mother helped the child take a bath. Zong Jinghao pestered Lin Xinyan upstairs early and did nothing, just holding it.

At night, Su Zhan woke up in a daze. His mouth was dry. He got up and poured water. He was in a trance after drinking a glass of water. He seemed to wake up a lot and saw where he was.

Soon he thought that Qin Ya was there, fixed his eyes on her room and put down the teacup. He couldn't help walking over. It might be late at night. It was too quiet around. Subconsciously, he knew that Qin Ya must have fallen asleep. She wouldn't find it when she went to see her, so he quietly pushed open the door of her room.

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