Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

Mo Qingchen looked at Xia Zhian's good guidance to the two children, and felt that this was the image he wanted to give the children's mother.

As for sun Mingzhu, she did nothing good except bring two little angels to the world.

Neither Mo Jinnian nor Mo Jintang are unreasonable. When Xia Zhian coaxes them like this, they don't continue to make trouble. However, today is the weekend. Mo Jintang takes the opportunity to make a wish and wants Xia Zhian to help her realize it.

"Can aunt take us to the amusement park this afternoon?" asked Mo Jintang eagerly.

They had no mother to accompany them since they were young. Although Mo Qingchen was competent, she didn't spend much time with them after all. She knew that the little guy projected his demand for maternal love on herself, just as she would think of her children when she looked at them. In this case, it can be regarded as mutual success.

"Of course," said Xia Zhian.

"Good!" Mo Jintang cheered, swept away his previous grievances and unhappiness, looked at Mo Qingchen and asked, "will dad go too?"

"Mr. Mo is very busy. He has to go to the company -" Xia Zhian was interrupted by someone halfway through her words.

"Of course." Mo Qingchen was brief and comprehensive, which could not be refuted.

"Great, Tangtang is so happy!" mojintang immediately jumped up, ran around the legs of the two adults, and shouted excitedly, "we can go to the amusement park. What shall we prepare?"

The children regard the trip to the amusement park as a spring outing. It's a little too high.

Xia Zhian can almost be sure that Mo Qingchen heard what she just said, but since she heard it, why should she say something specious?

She looked at Mo Qingchen, but found that she couldn't understand the meaning in each other's eyes.

The two children asked not to take a lunch break. After they had dinner, they set off for the amusement park.

The weekend amusement park can be described as a sea of people. In addition to the parents with their children, there are also young couples. Xia Zhian frowned at the long team.

"Mr. Mo, you look at Nian and Tangtang. I'll line up to buy tickets first." Xia Zhian said, and then stood at the end of the line, waiting patiently to move forward slowly.

Mo Qingchen glanced at the long dragon like team and made a phone call.

A few minutes later, a man in a staff uniform came to Xia Zhian, explained to her, took her through the team and went directly to the ticket window.

"Miss, what kind of ticket would you like to buy?"

There are many kinds of tickets in the amusement park, including single item charges, package tickets, couple tickets and parent-child tickets. Xia Zhian knows that this ticket can be reimbursed, but she doesn't have to waste it because she doesn't need to pay.

Mojinnian and mojintang are still small. Many exciting projects can't be played at all. It seems that she still thinks the parent-child ticket is the most cost-effective.

"I want a set of parent-child tickets." Xia Zhian said. Her cheeks were slightly red. She didn't know whether she was shy or sunburned.

When she took the ticket to find Mo Qingchen and them, Xia Zhian explained with a guilty heart: "I think it's more cost-effective to buy this ticket. Your money is not from the wind, is it?"

"Whatever, go in quickly and queue up slowly." Mo Qingchen complained impatiently, but he bent his mouth when Xia Zhian couldn't see it. He thought she was still very cute. He had already consciously wanted to help him save money before he married.

Xia Zhi an's heart Tucao, Ming Ming just said that she is today's lucky tourist, can avoid queuing, do not know what the man make complaints about.

Entering the amusement park, mojintang was immediately attracted by the huge pink carousel.

"Ah! I want to take the merry go round!" Mo Jintang shouted. She took Xia Zhian's hand and ran over there.

Mo Qingchen took Mo Jinnian and calmly followed behind him.

Just as a new round was about to begin, Xia Zhian asked, "do you want to sit every year?"

Mo Jinnian felt that the childish was dead and wanted to say don't sit, but he didn't say it when he looked at the horse that hadn't stopped. Xia Zhian knew he wanted to.

"Shall we take the pumpkin carriage together?" Xia Zhian asked Mo Jintang, because she thought Mo Qingchen couldn't sit, and she couldn't ride with two children, and she didn't trust who to ride alone.

"No," the ink brocade sugar refused, "I want to ride a horse, the pink one!"

Xia Zhian looked at her in embarrassment and said, "but my brother also wants to play..."

"I'll take him." Mo Qingchen took the initiative to say.

Xia Zhian was so surprised that her mouth was round. Mo Qingchen sat on the merry go round. God, she will never forget this picture for a lifetime.

When Mo Qingchen took Mo Jinnian in, he conveniently held Xia Zhian's jaw and closed her round mouth.

Xia Zhi is happy when she settles down. In fact, Mo Qingchen is also very cute occasionally.

Because with two children, the whole process basically revolved around them. The children were full of vitality. Xia Zhian couldn't bear it first, but seeing that they were happy, Xia Zhian didn't show it all the time.

Mo Qingchen looked at the sweat beads on Xia Zhian's forehead and suddenly said, "take a rest first."

"Ah?" ink brocade sugar was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to disobey his father's words. His eyes rolled and suddenly glanced at the booth not far away.

It is to use pigment to color pure white ceramics. Children can take it away after completing a work.

"Mom, I want to play that!" Mo Jintang said, pointing to the booth not far away.

Xia Zhian: "

Why did you call Mom? Xia Zhian looked at Mo Qingchen at a loss, but saw the other party take a default attitude. She knew that he would not stand up and speak.

"Er... OK, let's go there and have a rest while painting."

Until the two children chose the ceramics they wanted to color, the power of that "mother" was still roaring in Xia Zhian's mind.

Xia Zhian couldn't help thinking of the child she gave birth to president Zhu as a surrogate.

Perhaps in her life, she could not hear him call her mother, but this regret was accidentally filled by Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang. She almost had an illusion that they were her own children.

"Mom, what color of hair do you think I'll paint for the princess?" mojintang asked, pointing to the little princess on the table.

"Hmm?" Xia Zhi'an was stunned and said, "the princesses in the fairy tale have golden hair, or use gold?"

Mo Jintang stared at the little princess, looked at Xia Zhian and said, "no, I still think black hair is more like a princess."

Xia Zhian didn't know why, so she smiled and said, "OK, Tangtang can paint whatever color he likes."

Ink brocade sugar looked at Xia Zhian for a while, and painted quickly on her hands. After a while, she finished her work.