Qin Yiyue also spoke lazily and kept silent.

After an hour, Qin Yiyue couldn't stand it. He asked coldly, "what do you want to do when you come to my house?"

The congratulatory banquet moved a little, and the voice was a little sleepy and said, "come to see you."

Qin Yiyue was speechless. It turned out that the guy had fallen asleep. No wonder it was so quiet.

And she thought he was enjoying the night with her.

Qin Yiyue immediately found himself an invincible super fool in the universe. His voice was colder, "don't sleep in my house."

He Qiaoyan hummed twice, poured himself a cup, and touched Qin Yiyue's cup with his own, and then drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking the wine, He Qiao's banquet was very crisp and left, but this time he went out through the gate.

Qin Yiyue sat on the balcony for a long time and said that he changed his clothes and went to his parents' house.

Luo Mingmei saw her come in and asked, "is Chu Zhen in your company really gay?"

"Mom, when did you gossip like that?"

"I've always been gossiping, okay? What's on the news today is true?"

"Sexual orientation is a private matter of artists, and I don't know much about it. Now the company is trying to minimize the influence of things to avoid Chu Zhen being affected."

"He's young, too. If something like this happens, it's hard to go on in the future."

"Yes. It's not easy for him to get to his present position. As his boss, we do our best."

"What does the child think?"

"He is still relatively calm and can face problems more rationally."

"That's good, that's good. I like him and Lu Yun very much."

"Mom, you accidentally rotted."

"Now watching TV is not YY male one and male two? Your protagonists are used to shake the plot."

Qin Yiyue silently gave his mother a thumbs up, "then there will be more opportunities for Chu Zhen and Lu Yun to be in the same play, so that you can fully YY."

"It's better to let them interact more, which is more convenient for YY."

"I know, I'll meet you next time." Qin Yiyue said with a smile, "where's dad and depressed?"

"They are practicing calligraphy in the study. They stay in it all day today and come out for a while to eat and go to the bathroom."

"That little guy can stay?"

"Don't mention it. This is the quietest day since he was two years old. I guess he likes writing and can cultivate in this field in the future. I'm not sure we can have a calligrapher in our family."

Qin Yiyue walked to the study with a smile and knocked at the door. "Dad, baby, have you finished your practice today?"

As soon as her voice fell, she heard a slight sound of footsteps running towards the door.

Then came the little guy's soft voice, "Mommy, Grandpa and I haven't finished practicing."

"How long are you going to practice?"

"I don't know yet."

"Mommy is going to open the door. Don't stand behind the door."

"OK."

Qin Yiyue pushed the door open and saw a little guy with a lot of ink on his face and clothes.

Qin Yiyue smiled and said, "are you sure you're writing, not playing with ink?"

"I'm really writing. Mommy, I want to practice with grandpa tomorrow."

"Shall I send you here early tomorrow morning?"

"OK." the little guy took Qin Yiyue's hand, came to the small table you opened for him, pointed to the ghost symbol on the small table and said, "Mommy, this is how good I wrote today."

Qin Yiyue looked for a long time and couldn't see what he wrote, but he didn't intend to crack down on the little guy's enthusiasm. "It's good-looking. It's a great painting."

"Am I smart?"

"My baby is the smartest."

The little guy smelled the speech and showed a happy expression. Then he said seriously, "Mommy, take a picture of him with your mobile phone and send it to your little brother and father, and let them see it."

The little guy's words made the three adults silent, and none of them spoke.

After Qin Yiyue hesitated, he took out his mobile phone and took pictures from various angles. The little guy's paper, "is this OK?"

"Mm-hmm." the little guy nodded with satisfaction.

Qin Yiyue put away his cell phone and looked at his parents calmly. "It's late today. I'll take Yu Yu back to take a bath and send him back tomorrow morning."

"Good."

Qin Yiyue picked up the little guy and said, "baby, say goodbye to Grandpa and grandma."

The little guy waved his little hand stained with ink, "bye, Grandpa and grandma."

"Good bye."

After returning home, Qin Yiyue washed the little guy and stuffed him into the quilt.

The little guy's mood was full, waving his fleshy arm, "Mommy, I haven't sent photos to my little brother and father yet."

"Will you send it yourself?"

"I won't. I need your help."

Qin Yiyue didn't want to send it, so he said, "when you learn to send photos later, will you send them again? It's more sincere."

"No, no, no, it will take several years. I just want to send it now."

"I'll teach you three times. If you don't know it, wait until you learn it. Is that ok?"

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a while before he said, "OK."

Qin Yiyue used the tablet to register a wechat for the little guy, and added her, her parents, Ning Fang, the congratulatory banquet, Xiaobao, Cheng jiangxue, Cheng Jiangming, Cheng Zizhi and others who are very familiar with the little guy.

She sent the photos to the little guy's wechat. The little guy looked at the photos excitedly, and then focused on Qin Yiyue's operation.

Qin Yiyue repeatedly taught three times, and then gave the tablet to the little guy to beat the drum by himself.

The little guy tilted his head, seriously pounded the drum for a long time, and babbled.

In the end, he didn't send out the photos, but he successfully made a video call with Xiaobao.

Qin Yiyue silently turned his eyes aside. It's better to send photos directly.

According to the little guy's nature in chemotherapy, he can talk for at least an hour.

The two chatted, and the voices of Lin Rui and he Jiaming sounded from the other end of the video.

Lin Rui: "Yuyu, hello."

"Grandpa and grandma, you too."

"My little brother said you made a video call today?" he Jiaming asked with a smile.

"I asked mommy to teach me how to send photos, but I didn't learn. I just moved around by myself, so I couldn't see you until I touched the video phone."

"Yuyu is so clever."

The little guy blinked his big eyes, his eyes turned around, and his expression was very confused, "why didn't you see dad? Where did dad go?"

"Dad is upstairs in the study, with the depressed Taigong. He has asked his aunt to call him."