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

"Fish are born to be eaten. What trust is needed." Tong Hua put the fish in the basket, and then began to throw bait. He said insincerely, "anyway, there is nothing to eat in winter here. They are also big fish eating small fish. I saved the little fish."

Shen Qianshu couldn't laugh or cry. The mother and son squatted in a small hole waiting for the fish to bite. Just that ferocious scene, it seemed to scare them. The children's painting threw a lot of bait down, and they ate underwater, and didn't come up to blow bubbles again.

For Shen Qianshu, this is a very new experience. This activity is very childlike and fun. She also holds a harpoon and tries to fork a fish.

"Mommy, don't catch it. In case you don't fork it and stab it, he will be very uncomfortable. We should give people a good time, not chronic torture."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

It's just catching fish. Can you tell the truth?

Shen Qianshu looked at him and felt that his son had been talking and didn't care about him, so he waited for the fish to come up, but he didn't come up all the time. Shen Qianshu squatted so that his legs were a little numb.

This fish is against her.

Tong Hua laughed, "then give up and don't struggle."

"No, I'll try."

After playing for more than an hour, they actually caught two fish. The fairy was really a technical scum. She didn't fork a fish, but scared away a pile. The child painting said, "if I don't take you to play, I can tie more than a dozen fish an hour."

"Boast."

"Really, I won't lie to you."

Tong Hua laughed. They went back with the fish and ate fish soup at noon. Shen Qianshu cooked for him himself. Tong Hua thought for a moment, "Mommy, you don't have to force yourself to cook for such inexplicable feelings as maternal love and mother's taste."

In fact, he didn't want to taste his mother's cooking so much.

You don't have to cook. I know you love me very much.

So, don't torture each other.

"Are you roast about my craft?"

"Oh, Mommy recognized such implicity."

Shen Qianshu thought of little curly hair kicking him today. "You just don't deserve to be beaten. What's wrong with my cooking? At least it's edible. Your father likes it."

"If you fart, daddy will say fragrant."

"Can you not humiliate his taste?" Shen Qianshu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Tut." Children's painting looked at Shen Qianshu's white fish head. She made it very light and cooked it very delicious. Most of the chefs in the base were Westerners, and there was no Chinese chef. When she saw such a delicious soup occasionally, children's painting took back what she had just said.

How fragrant!

"You are really the same as your father."

It's so cool to hit the face.

Tong Hua smiled and didn't care about Shen Qianshu's roast. He tried the fish head soup with great joy. It was very delicious and cooked very delicious. Shen Qianshu felt that his cooking had improved, and he also had a chat with Ye Ling.

Yeling said, "are you sure the ingredients are not too delicious?"

What does it have to do with you?

Shenqianshu, "you are really getting more and more difficult to communicate, can't you praise me?"

"Hum, I can't eat it!"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Jealous.

Shen Qianshu's hair smoothing skill has increased over the years, "that's not a very simple thing. I'll do it for you back."

Tong Hua said, "Mommy, don't follow him too much. If a man is so used to it, he will spoil it."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Three days are not long or short, but for Shen Qianshu, it's not enough. She feels that she hasn't seen enough of her son. Three days have passed, and children's painting needs training. She specially wrote a note to her in the morning, so she won't give it to Shen Qianshu.

Shen Qianshu actually woke up. When he came in, she knew it, but she didn't wake up deliberately. She didn't want to face the separation. After this separation, she won't see him for another three months.

If children's painting is inconvenient, it may take four or five months, or half a year.

People in their family are not used to parting.