"In class, what the teacher said can be understood?" this time, Tang Guoer was asked. He didn't know what he was doing abroad. After all, he lived abroad for six years and came back in Chinese. I don't know whether he adapted.

Moreover, Gu Yebai said that he had not attended school in the past six years, so Tang Guoer's worry was inevitable.

Nancheng politely replied, "I can understand."

"It's good to understand. By the way, no one embarrasses you at school?"

"How could it be, wife." Gu Yebai said, "I can say hello to the headmaster. Who dares to bully him?"

Ten thousand steps back, even if others want to bully Nancheng, can others bully Nancheng's character?

If people don't offend him, they don't offend him. If people offend him, he will not tolerate it. Sheng's family's bone and blood are destined not to be bullied by others.

Hearing Gu Yebai's words, Tang Guoer was relieved, "I'm relieved now."

Since seeing Nancheng sitting alone on the bench last night and asking her, "aunt, what kind of person is my mother?" Tang Guo'er has been more and more distressed about Nancheng and took special care of him in all aspects for fear that he can't adapt.

Dongchen foreign school has a large amount of homework, and the kindergarten is OK, except for some simple language numbers, but it is different in the first grade. The homework increases sharply. After dinner, Nancheng does his homework in the room.

EN en wanted to find her brother, but Tang Guoer was afraid that she would affect Nancheng to do her homework, so he tried his best to let the nanny take her out to play. After more than two hours, Tang Guoer washed the fruit, brought the snacks made in the kitchen, went upstairs, and gently knocked on the door of Nancheng, "Dong Dong, Dong Dong!"

"South south," said Tang Guoer in a low voice, "it's me, aunt."

Although Gu Nancheng's registered permanent residence has come over, Nancheng has been calling her aunt. Tang Guoer also readily accepts it and calls himself so. It doesn't matter whether he changes his mouth or not. When he grows up, it's time to change his mouth, and the nature is different.

"Wait, come right away." tangguo'er heard footsteps. Soon, the door made a soft sound.

Nancheng opened the door, "aunt, please come in."

Alas, the child is really cute and polite now. It's hard for Tang Guo'er to imagine that he once pointed a gun at Gu Yebai.

And Gu Yebai also said that he would tell him to go away.

But now he looks like a good child. Where can I see it?

"South south." Tang Guoer came in with fruit and snacks and smiled, "have you finished your homework?"

"Well, I've finished it, and I've prepared what I should preview."

Tang Guoer is afraid that he has just returned home and is not adapted to reading Chinese, but in fact, his learning ability is very strong, which is not difficult for him at all, and he often reads Chinese books when he is abroad.

Since he was sensible, he knew that he was not a person in that world. He had no friends around him and no objects to communicate with. In addition to the gun, the way to spend time was to read books, watch TV and study by himself.

Sheng Tianchen didn't plan to let him go to school, and he never mentioned it.

"Oh, it's all over." Tang Guoer sighed. "We're really good at south south."

While talking, she had put the fruits and snacks on the table. "Now that the study has been completed, sit down and eat something. Children should eat more when they grow up. Look at you, you are so thin that people feel distressed."

Unlike en en, she raised her fat.

But what he doesn't know is that Nancheng is now much better than when he was abroad. When he was thinnest, he was almost skin and bones. He doesn't know why Sheng Tianchen often ignored him for a period of time. At that time, he couldn't cook. He was hungry without food at home.

He didn't know Sheng Tianchen's guilt and didn't understand that the other party was afraid to face him. He only knew that compared with that time, he was already very happy, "thank you, aunt."

Fresh fruit platter is carefully cut, as like as two peas, each looks almost exquisite. It looks exquisite and delicious, with small fork on the edge, and dim food is also appetizing.

All the way to the bottom of my heart, there is a sense of happiness.

At this moment, he saw Tang Guoer and had the feeling of seeing his mother.

No matter what, the child is still a child after all. He is eager to have a home that really belongs to him and to have the love and company of his parents.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?" Tang Guoer asked.

"Yes." Nancheng nodded.

Tang Guoer reached out and touched his head. "If it's delicious, you can eat more."

"Thank you." Nancheng ate some fruit and picked up a snack with chopsticks.

"Nannan, in fact, you don't have to always say thank you to your aunt. You are also a part of this family. This is enen's home and yours. Both you and enen exist in the same way. Therefore, there is no need to be so polite between your families. If you open your mouth and say thank you in the future, your aunt will be angry."

After hearing this, Nancheng was silent for two seconds and nodded, "HMM."

Tangguo'er immediately put away the appearance of pretending to be angry and smiled happily, "that's good."

Nancheng buried his head and ate obediently.

Tangguo'er said to him, "you eat first. Aunt, go back to her room first and come back right away."

Then she went out of the room, but did not bring the door.

Nancheng raised his eyes and looked at the empty door. He fell into a long meditation. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't even know himself.

Maybe I think it's good to come to this home and join them.

He can live without being so careful.

Because, no matter what he looks like, he will never give up.

And they are such people.

Before long, Tang Guoer came back, "Nancheng, I'm coming."

She came back and took the door with several photos in her hand.

She sat opposite Nancheng, put the picture on the table and laid it out.

One by one, it's all the same girl. Her youth is pressing.

There are those who laugh, those who meditate, those who look at the camera with scissors hands, and those who look back on their bicycles. Each one, in different places, with different expressions and the same face, is so young and publicity, but between their eyebrows, it is difficult to hide their tenderness.

So strange, but so familiar.

Although Tang as like as two peas, he had already known who it was, and he had almost identical eyes with the maiden in the picture.

"Is this the first time to see you?" seeing these photos, Tang Guo'er also missed that carefree youth infinitely, and he could never go back.

These old photos, which she has been collecting, seem to be collecting memories belonging to young girls.