Yeling's face turned black.

Shen Qianshu covers his face. He really hates his father everyday.

Children's paintings are also villains who complain first, "Why are you silent when you walk?"

"Does it hurt today, baby?" Shen Qianshu came to the rescue.

"It hurts!" The children's painting was wrongfully spoiled, "it eased a little when I saw mommy."

Ye Yifan, "..."

Eh, disgusting.

I just said it didn't hurt.

Of course, he won't expose his baby nephew.

"My baby has suffered and lost a circle."

Yeling couldn't bear it. "I see his face ruddy and fat."

Children's paintings, "..."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Tong Hua did gain three kilograms because he had been lying down and couldn't move, and the wound hurt a lot. In order to distract him, ye Chu happily fed nuts, fruits and snacks every time he chatted with him. He took a basket every time and went home after feeding. Tong Hua ate like this for a week in a row. Except that fruits are high in calories, being not fat is a miracle.

With the example of Yechu, others also followed suit, thinking that children's paintings had a good appetite, and they also fed them one after another. He was not a thin child, and his face blew like a layer of air.

"Daddy, I'm cute, not fat." Children's painting insisted that he was a lovely little boy and not fat at all. Shen Qianshu couldn't help laughing and pinched his face, "do you want to go home and recover?"

"Yes!"

"Then go home and raise it." Shen Qianshu dotes on his child very much, and is not willing to let him recover in the hospital. His body is better. Yeling and she came here to get discharged.

Yeling said, "when you get well..."

"Wait until the injury is cured!" Shen Qianshu interrupted Yeling's words. He couldn't wait to tell Tong Hua that the bad news was to hurt each other?

Children's paintings have an ominous foreboding.

"Daddy, you won't pack me up and send me away because of my roast?"

After all, daily roast.

As an adult, be broad-minded.

"He won't." Shen Qianshu said that children's paintings felt that they should hold mommy's thigh tightly and not let go in the future. Relying on their injuries, they groaned blindly in Shen Qianshu's arms, "Mommy, the baby's chest hurts."

Ye Ling, "you are eight years old!"

"Seven!"

My eighth birthday hasn't passed yet!

When he was eight years old, he went to school alone.

Ye Yifan said aside, "brother, don't lose your temper with children's painting. You are working so hard to make the little rabbit happy."

Ye Ling, "why should I try to make the little rabbit happy?"

Ye Yifan sells cute, "isn't this... Natural?"

The child painting whispered, "yes!"

"Sir, you go to the hospital." Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Shen Qianshu hurriedly asked Yeling to leave the hospital.

Yeling turned and left, never lingering.

Shen Qianshu touched his son's hair, "just peel it hard."

Wait for half a year, you cry!

Ye Tingyun returned to Ye's house with Ye Chu. Old lady Ye didn't have much battle this time, and her face was not so bad. It seemed that she had compromised. Even if she knew that ye Chu was from Europe, she didn't care.

"Where's the second uncle?" Every time I go home, I will see my second uncle and his family. Ye Tingyun is used to it.

"Don't mention them." The old lady and ye Tingyun, ye Yifan, are still very close, and they can't help saying, "the second family is really... Blame me for not winning shares for them. I'm annoyed by them every day. I scolded them and was accused by them. I'm old and can't control them."