The light is infinitely good, the weather is refreshing and the warm sun shines brightly. After the breath of winter, the earth is full of new colors, especially in the beautiful park, with flowers and willows everywhere, colorful and full of vitality. On the weekend, it is more lively than usual, and parents and children can be seen everywhere. Every child’s smile is even more beautiful than flowers, and their laughter makes the world appear more vigorous.

Most of them are a man and a woman who brings the baby to play, but there are exceptions, Shui Han is one of them.

Little Lemon is a heartbreakingly well-behaved child. He is particularly close to Shui Han. As long as he is accompanied by Shui Han, he will not make trouble.

The little guy was wearing a tender yellow jacket, with a thin sweater, off-white pants, and light brown shoes... The color of the clothes was very suitable for the skin, which made his delicate white and tender face look brighter. With his big eyes as pure as black gemstones, it was so cute. He was simply a Q-version handsome guy, which made people want to hold him in his arms and kiss him enough...

Shui Han had just held her for a while, and now put Xiao Lemon down and let him walk by himself. Xiao Lemon felt very novel about everything in the park. He often walked around and stopped. He would stand in front of things he was interested in for a while, asked some childlike questions, and then continued to move forward. For children, this is not just a play, but also a process of his learning. His perception of the outside world is beyond the imagination of adults. He intuitively likes beautiful things and feels that the world is full of unknown mystery. He will want to know more...

It is rare for Little Lemon to be able to come to the park to play. It is his first time to come to the park and see so many adults and children. He is excited, happy, but also a little shy. When he heard a child pointing at him and saying to his adult, "That child is so beautiful." Little Lemon will blush and hide in Shui Han's arms shyly...

From entering the park gate to the children's playground, you have to walk a distance. When you pass by the lake, Little Lemon points to the giant dragon in the lake excitedly...

"Look at Hanhan! The dragon in the water is so big. Will it fly?" The little guy's eyes lit up, and he seemed to want to go to the middle of the lake to touch the dragon.

"Uh...that dragon is fake, it's just a model and can't fly."

"Oh... it's fake, can I touch it?" Little Lemon looked at Shui Han with anticipation.

"Baby, it's dangerous to go to the middle of the lake. This time we... let the dragon go and don't touch it anymore. However, we can take it home!" Shui Han raised the camera with a smile.

She fell in love with photography and liked to take pictures of her own children. Of course, she would not forget to bring the camera when she came out to play.

"Hehe... OK OK, take the dragon home!" Little Lemon stood by the lake, and used to posing in a playful and cute position.

I have taken photos countless times in the Yan family's mansion, but this is the first time in this park. Xiao Lemon and Shui Han are both very excited. The child's emotions are obviously much more happy than when he was at home. He is like a little bird released from a cage, flying freely and happily... Although it is only this short time and he will feel tired and be taken home soon, in this vast world, staying for one more minute is valuable.

Chen Sao followed her side, and when she saw Xiao Lingle so happy, Chen Sao turned red several times... She had been transferred since Shui Han moved into the Yan family mansion three years ago. Three years later, Chen Sao had long had a deep affection for Xiao Lingle. Although she was just a servant, she also quietly treated Xiao Lingle as a relative in her heart and truly loved the child.

"If Little Lemon is as healthy as other children, Shui Han can take his children around, play all day, and play every week... It's a pity that this is very common for ordinary children, and it's so rare for Little Lemon. I don't know when the next time I'll be there when I'm going to play this time. I just hope that his body can be well recuperated..." Mrs. Chen muttered in her heart, and her eyes at Shui Han and her son became softer.

Next to the children's playground is the zoo. Little Lemon was held in Shui Han's arms, and her white and tender little face showed a little nervousness...

"Hanhan, is that just a lion? Why is there a little dog next to it?" Little Lemon looked at the tall lion in front of him, showing a somewhat scared but curious expression.

Shui Han felt the mood of Little Lemon. Seeing him staring at his big eyes nervously, he looked so cute that he couldn't help but kiss Little Lemon on the face: "That's not a dog, it's a little lion. Because it's just born and is too young, it looks like a dog. When it grows up, it will be as big and powerful as its parents."

"Hanhan, there are monkeys over there!" Little Lemon shouted excitedly.

Shui Han walked over with him in his arms and saw many people gathering around, some throwing food from their hands into the iron bar for the monkey to eat. When the monkey saw something delicious, he was so happy that he jumped up and down, and made some funny and pleasing moves from time to time, which made the children laugh.

Little Lemon bit his finger and looked at the people who fed the monkey enviously. When Shui Han saw his eager expression, she knew what he was thinking.

"Sister Chen..."

Mrs. Chen knew it and quickly took out the food in her bag. It was originally prepared for the little lemon, so it would be more than enough to feed some to the monkey.

"Son, can we go and feed bananas to the monkey?"

"Okay...hehe...hanhan is so nice!" Little Lemon rubbed Shui Han's neck affectionately and smiled happily.

Shui Han approached the iron bar, peeled some of the bananas, and let the little lemon hold them in her hand. Then she held the child's hand and reached out to the golden monkey in the iron bar.

"Squeak squeak..." The monkey screamed happily twice, jumped over with a clever body, holding the banana in his little paws, and bit it down with impoliteness.

"Hahaha... Mom, it ate... giggles..." Little Lemon smiled happily, as if he had received the best reward.

This scene is both ordinary and touching... The child smiled carefreely, forgot the medicine jar, forgot his bad health, and forgot the bitter Chinese medicine. He simply enjoyed the joy of the moment. Because he fed small animals to eat, he felt very accomplished. He might even dream of the little monkey when he went to bed tonight...

The child is happy, Shui Han is happy. In fact, it is the first time she has been feeding a little monkey food to eat when she grows up.

After visiting the zoo for a while, he finally walked to the children's playground, but Shui Han was worried about Little Lemon's body, so she took him to sit down next to him and rest for a while before playing.

"Little Lemon, remember what my mother said. If you feel cold or hot, you have to say it. You can't lie to your mother, do you know?"

"Then... are you going home after you say it?" Xiao Lemon pouted and leaned softly into Shui Han's arms.

Shui Han felt ache in her heart. She also understood that the child wanted to play for a while, but she had to take care of his body first. It is spring and the season when flu is frequent. With a weak constitution as weak as Little Lemon, she is not careless at all.

Shui Han touched Xiao Lemon's forehead, then reached into his vest to touch it. Her body temperature was normal. She felt relieved and lowered her head to squeeze the little guy's face: "Baby, don't be unhappy. We won't go back so quickly. Let's play for a while, mom will accompany you to sit on the carousel."

When Xiao Lemon heard this, he immediately became energetic and kept nodding. He had only watched the carousel on TV, but hadn't sat there yet.

Shui Han held Little Lemon and rode on a white horse. As the music started to sound, the Trojan began to rotate slowly. Little Lemon opened his mouth in surprise, feeling as if he wanted to fly.

"Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In three years, Shui Han has become a competent mother. She not only loves children, but also has rich experience in taking care of children. This experience can help her grow and train her mind. From her attitude towards Yan Qifang and others today, we can see that Shui Han has already had the potential of a hot mom. The one she once was weak and easy to bully has grown up and is no longer a soft persimmon pinched by someone...

Children’s innocent world can make adults simple. These little flowers of the motherland become particularly vital in the eyes of some people…

In a corner of the children's playground, under a big tree, a young man was looking at the carousel, sometimes outlining the easel with a pen. If he wasn't holding a painting tool, just from his appearance, it was hard to imagine that he would be such a professional painter. He did not have the elegant artistic atmosphere, but instead had a kind of slutty smile on the corner of his mouth, the perfect curve of the lip line, the silk was crazy and evil, which could make people feel itchy...

He sometimes whistles and sometimes bites his brush. If he gets closer, he can still hear this guy talking to himself: "I am so talented. Only international masters can draw sketches of this level..."

For those who are familiar with him, he knows what he is saying without listening. A tall and thin man standing a few meters behind him couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "The boss is intoxicated by himself again... The painting is good, but... it is useful. The boss can't be a gentle painter, and can only come out to paint and play in his spare time. The boss is destined to become a overlord of the underworld in this life, a peerless hero... Ao, my idol..."

The painter was still intoxicated by the fantasy, and did not notice a small tender yellow figure jumping out beside him. He stood in front of his easel, stared at the painting above with his eyes wide open, pouted his tender mouth, pointed at the painting, and said in a slight voice: "Why are there me and my mother above?"
Chapter completed!