He is almost a lobbyist for his father Beitang Yunyang. Beitang Yaori raised his hand and rubbed his temples habitually, picked up the chrysanthemum tea next to him and warmed up his mouth.

Jiang Bo...

Tomorrow is a special day.

Jiang Bo's death day.

The deepness of the lake flashed under the eyes of the Black Yaoshi, and the delicate facial features of the Beitang Yaori were covered with a layer of silence that was hard to guess.

In another room, the learning atmosphere was quite strong.

"Mommy, this?"

"milk."

"Where is this?"

"ice cream."

"Mommy is so smart, what about this?"

"Xingzai-Lin-Lin Nuanxi!"

"Mommy is so great~ I remembered a lot of words today."

Beitangxing put down the pinyin card in his hand and threw himself into Lin Nuanxi's arms.

Lin Nuanxi gently rubbed his son who was acting coquettish in his arms, with a happy smile on his face.

Now Beitangxing has another task every day, which is to be a Chinese teacher for his mother. Seeing a son who is only nine years old as his mother's teacher, this strange but indescribable sense of incongruity is particularly harmonious.

In the past few days, Lin Nuanxi has learned a lot of Chinese words. At least Lin Nuanxi has firmly remembered the names of each of them, including everyone in the Lin family. Of course, there are also the two twin little boys who impressed Lin Nuanxi, Lin Ao and Lin Jue.

For some reason, every time I see my son Beitangxing acting cute in his arms, the scene where Lin Nuanxi always flashes through her mind on the wedding day, Lin Jue cries in her arms until she is thrilled.

"Mommy, what are you thinking?"

Beitangxing looked up at Lin Nuanxi, a mother who was a little confused about her thoughts, and blinked her big moist eyes.

Lin Nuanxi found this son who had not seen for five years very incredible. He was only nine years old, but he had superb piano skills, politeness and sensibility. He even learned English so well. Even Beitangxing's teaching level surprised Lin Nuanxi.

She had never seen such an outstanding child, who was only nine years old. Moreover, she was her son.

But at the same time, when Lin Nuanxi went back to the Lin family to see the two cute twin little guys, Lin Nuanxi was even more shocked.

He is four years younger than Beitangxing. He should have been the age of only knowing how to eat, play and act spoiled, but Lin Ao and Lin Jue are always able to integrate into the atmosphere of adult conversation and even understand what they are saying.

Since Lin Nuanxi came to China, she felt that everything in front of her was like a gorgeous and stunning dream, so beautiful that she couldn't believe it was the fact.

An excellent husband, an excellent son, and an excellent family member, Lin Nuanxi was really anxious. How many wonderful memories do these memories that have been blank for more than 20 years?

But Lin Nuanxi couldn't remember her.

"Mommy?"

"Mommy didn't think about anything anymore, she was just surprised."

Beitangxing nodded in a vague way, and a sweet curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mommy, actually Xingzai was also surprised. He never thought that Lin Ao and Lin Jue actually called Mommy as their aunt. If that's what they said, they are my cousins."

"Yeah, yes."

"Oh, I thought about letting my father adopt them as his godson."

"Why?"

"Because, my dad likes Lin Ao and Lin Jue very much."

Lin Nuanxi was slightly stunned by his son's straightforward words.
Chapter completed!