Shen Qianshu couldn't laugh or cry, and the girls were not very angry. When they climbed up to sweep the snow, they talked and laughed. Shen Qianshu didn't understand their friendship, but her son.

"You are so stupid. How can you directly say that other girls are fat?"

"I didn't say she was fat."

"Then don't you subconsciously say that people are fat when you let them lose weight?"

Children's paintings, "..."

I'm a little fat, but I won't tell the truth?

David has just explained to Shen Qianshu that Xiao curly hair had an accident during training two years ago, so he took hormones and couldn't control his weight. He should be treated for another year before he can fully recover.

Now while training, she is restoring her hormone level.

The focus is on training her culture class.

This kind of weight can't be reduced by training alone. Exercise consumes a lot. If she eats too much, she will be fatter. Fortunately, she is still young and will be able to adjust well in a year or two.

"Don't learn from your father's problems. Girls will hate it."

"I have so many people like it, it doesn't matter." Children's painting itself is a favorite for girls. It doesn't matter if more people like it or less.

Shen Qianshu doesn't know what to say about him. It's inherited from Yeling. It's really painful. Fortunately, the young man is also a person who knows how to be measured and doesn't go too far.

In addition to recovering a little after the snow, children's painting took Shen Qianshu out to catch fish. This time, the road was in the opposite direction to yesterday. The snow was not so thick, and there were more glaciers. If it weren't for the blizzard that just passed, it would be able to ski here directly. Shen Qianshu saw girls skiing here yesterday.

"I'll leave the day after tomorrow. I've bought my ticket. I'll fly to Paris and your father will also go. We'll play for half a month and then go home." Shen Qianshu was pulled away by children's painting. Originally, children's painting was going to pull a sled. She sat, and she didn't agree with anything. She didn't want to mess with her son's frostbitten hands.

In the boundless heaven and earth, with snow, people's figure is particularly small.

"Paris is a good place, and I miss Paris a little." He has a good memory and remembers what happened in Paris when he was a child, although it was not a very pleasant experience.

"I thought you didn't miss it at all."

In Paris, the most familiar place for children's painting was not home, but hospital.

The cost of seeing a doctor in Paris is too high. Shen Qianshu has no green card and no guarantee. Basically, he can't take children's paintings to a good hospital, most of which are small hospitals.

The facilities and equipment are not good.

Fortunately, it can save your life.

"Now think about it. Everything used to be good." Tong Hua also wants to be open. His life is a counter attack script, no matter his origin, character, background, or knowledge, almost all of them.

"Is it coming?"

After walking out for a long time, it should be coming soon. She feels a little cold.

"Here we are, look!" Shen Qianshu pointed to a small glacier not far away. The children's painting said, "according to the coach, it's warmer year by year here, and the snow melts a lot. A few years ago, it was frozen here, and there was no machine to melt the snow. Now the glacier has expanded."

This is a relatively serious environmental problem, which has never been considered by xuezha Shen Qianshu.

She felt that she couldn't see the destruction of the earth caused by global warming until she was in the coffin, so she didn't care about the things behind her. It's the most important thing to live a good life without a day. This is a matter of global concern, but it's not what her little people care about.

The ice here is a little thin. Children's painting and Shen Qianshu smashed open the ice, smashed a small hole, and then began to throw some bait down, "just fishing?"

Shen Qianshu, who has never seen such an operation, thinks he is a bumpkin.

"Wait and see."

After waiting for a while, Shen Qianshu was surprised to see many fish swimming over and eating the bait thrown by the children's painting. "Are they really afraid of people?"

"There are few people here."

"Aren't they cold?"

The child painting pondered, "then you have to ask the fish."

Shen Qianshu hit him, took off his gloves and touched the water. The water was warm.

Tong Hua said, "Mommy, put it on quickly and don't get cold."

Shen Qianshu put on his gloves, and Tong Hua lost a lot of bait.

"You still don't catch fish."

"Wait a minute, no hurry."

Shen Qianshu didn't know what routine he was selling. After waiting for a while, he only saw a group of fish emerging from the water in groups and blowing bubbles. Shen Qianshu said, "ah, how cute... Eh..."

Just as she was about to take her mobile phone to capture such a magical scene, she saw her baby son holding a harpoon and directly forking up a bubble blowing fish.

He started very quickly and accurately, and didn't give the little fish too much reaction time.

It's a fat fish looking at four or five Jin.

Shen Qianshu swallowed and looked at the children's painting with a flaunting face, "what about the basic trust between people and fish?"