Sweetheart,Don't run away

In my uncle's words: he can't go anywhere now, he can't contact with the outside world, and he can't chat with his family. Even if he is under house arrest, he is also in a separate room. Even if his family all live in a villa, he can't contact too much. At the beginning, he was angry with his niece, because she lived abroad without telling everyone However, when a child is born, what's more hateful is the father of the child. She doesn't say whether she's alive or dead, which makes him angry. However, little guy, so cute, his heart is soft all at once. How can he really drive them out? Besides, in this troubled situation, he can't have anything more Other attitudes.

So during the period of house arrest, he spent the most time with his little niece.

Even so, when he and xiaoyuxin stay together, they are also watched by others. Sensitive words can't be said. It is precisely because the child is small and easy to be cheated, so he will not say more. It is estimated that other people think the same, so they ignore the past. After all, who can think that a child can do something in the middle, it is absolutely impossible.

However, who could have expected that the child was so sensible and thought ahead of time, and even knew that the current situation was very bad.

Aimeng heated some milk from the refrigerator, and then made some fruit. The doll is cute and lovely, and it is very likable. Moreover, her small mouth is also very sweet. She always smiles innocently and shouts "aunt" one by one. She is very affectionate and calls straight into people's heart.

"Aunt, is there anyone else in your family?"

"Aunt, is your family under surveillance?"

"Aunt, is it convenient for you to talk at home?"

"My uncle is busy upstairs, but he hasn't come down yet."

A series of questions were asked.

Then Aimeng suddenly realized that something was wrong. "What's the matter with you looking for your uncle?"

But when she asked, the child quickly lowered his head, as if nothing had happened. It's just a clever drink of milk.

AI Meng finally realized that something was wrong and called Mo Yanke, thinking of asking him to come and have a look. The man came back just now and went up to change his clothes.

Mo Yanke quickly went downstairs, squatted down and looked at the little girl.

"Yuxin, do you have something to say to your uncle?"

The little girl pursed her lips, her cerebellum was crooked, her eyes were tender, and she looked around like she was on guard. It's like looking around.

Mo Yanke looked at it and raised a smile. Sure enough, it's a child of my uncle's family. At the age of three, he has such a sensitive observation. Not everyone can do it.

Don't worry, uncle. Uncle's family, unlike your grandfather's family, does not have those strange people. If you have anything to say, you can rest assured that uncle is very safe here. "

Sure enough, it hit the child's mind.

Grin, small mouth opened and closed for a while, Aimeng thought she wanted to say something important, but this little girl is crisp voice.

"Uncle, I want to draw."

Sounds like it's fun.

AI Meng was disappointed, but when she thought of everything just now, it should not be like this. Just now the little girl asked a series of questions, which were absolutely unexpected. But now Mo Yanke is here, why does the little girl just say that she wants to draw. Is it difficult to say that her performance just now is due to being watched by those strange people at home.

"Uncle, my grandfather recently taught me how to make circles."

Aimeng was suddenly stunned.

Mo Yanke's eyes flashed quickly.

"Well, my uncle will come to see how much Yuxin knows."

Mo Yanke turned around and motioned for Aimeng, "Mengmeng, do you have any pen and paper at home? Help me prepare."

Aimeng is also a smart person. She thinks of what the little girl said just now, which is from a foreign Catholic Church. Suddenly, she also thinks of something, "wait a minute, I'll go upstairs and get it."

The little guy who took over the pen and paper carefully drew it on the paper. Maybe she was too young to draw the so-called circle. But when she drew it little by little, she still used it in the middle. In the end, it seems that a situation has formed.

It took the little girl about 40 minutes to draw a real outline of this picture. But at the end of the day, the picture suddenly became more sophisticated. This is obviously not the little girl's own idea, it should be someone who just put something like this in her head, and then she just memorized it, because when she drew this thing, she always frowned and thought.

A three-year-old can have such a deep thought, it is absolutely unexpected.

Look straight at her. Did her uncle teach her to draw this painting? There are even some miserable villains on it. With hands, there are no feet.Originally is looking at the play of AI Meng, see these, suddenly received a relaxed state of mind, a positive look at the situation.

"Uncle, you should have a good look. I'm almost done. "

Then, when drawing a circle, he would look up at Mo Yanke, "uncle, do you understand?"

But every time, the little girl did not pursue Mo Yanke's answer. After a pause, she would bury her head and continue. Later, little girls have to tilt their heads and think about it carefully. They feel that they have to think about it for a long time, and then they can continue to draw a stroke in different positions.

She is not painting at all, but simply remembering something.

At the end of the painting, it can be seen that she was struggling to recall.

Aimeng looks at the little girl like this, some distressed, can't help stretching out her hand, stroking the pigtail on her head, but she didn't pay attention, just focused on the things in her hand. Aimeng thought that this child is absolutely extraordinary when he grows up. Now he is only three years old, and he can show others' 13-year-old mind. Then his future can be imagined.

Serious painting of her, it does not look like a three-year-old innocent little girl, with a little sharp.

Finally, at the end of the last stroke of the painting, he patted himself childishly, then took the milk and took a big gulp of it.

"Well, I've done it."