Zhang Shengli originally wanted to explain, but when he saw his daughter beside him, he swallowed the words instantly.
Tang Li on the side seemed to be holding Zhang Shengli's arm tighter in order to declare her sovereignty.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Shengli felt uncomfortable, but with a smile on his face, he looked at the couple and asked.
"Oh, I just stopped by for a stroll. My home is in the county seat, which is quite far away from here. It's rare for me to come here.
I heard it was good here, so I came here together.”
Zhang Shengli nodded: "Okay, you continue shopping, I will take them to buy some clothes."
Just as Zhang Shengli finished speaking, Xiao Die, who was holding Wen Wen beside him, suddenly spoke.
"Dad, I want to take Wenwen to our house to play."
Zhang Shengli felt helpless, if his family really went to the fairy garden.
When I saw Tang Rou, I didn't know what I would think.
It doesn't matter if you have opinions about him, it would be bad if it affects Xiaodie.
"Xiaodie, be good, you have to go to school tomorrow, why don't you wait until Sunday..."
He hadn't finished speaking yet. Although Xiaodie was disappointed, she still nodded obediently.
"Then Dad must keep his word!"
………
After saying goodbye to this little episode, Zhang Shengli finally felt better.
Just seeing his daughter running in the mall made him really sad.
Ever since he brought his daughter out of the little world, he seemed to not remember the last time he went shopping with her.
And Tang Rou also didn't want to show up for some reasons.
As a result, Xiaodie stayed in the fairy garden all day, and occasionally went out to play with Xiaoli, which made her very happy.
He has this idea, and so does Tang Li.
Although she is not Xiaodie's biological mother, she has watched Xiaodie grow up.
When she was in Die Yuan, she had completely integrated into the identity of a mother, and she loved Xiaodie extremely.
"Dad, look, the writing there is so ugly."
As a young person, I don’t know the importance of words.
But Xiaodie, who had been running in front, made a sudden move that greatly embarrassed Zhang Shengli.
Because at this time, Xiaodie was standing in front of a calligraphy and painting shop, pointing at the calligraphy and paintings placed in front of the shop.
The voice was not quiet, and it came from a baby's mouth, which greatly embarrassed the shop owner.
If it weren't for knowing Zhang Shengli, the boss would have been so angry that he would have yelled.
Although his handwriting cannot be considered to be of a first-rate level.
But if you can open a calligraphy and painting shop here, the standard is not bad.
In this era, when computers and mobile phones are rampant, and many people forget to write when they pick up a pen, his handwriting can be considered useful.
Zhang Shengli was so embarrassed that he quickly ran over, picked up his daughter, and apologized to the shop owner.
"I'm sorry, children are ignorant."
The shop owner didn't look good, but he still said: "It's okay, my handwriting is indeed not good."
It's okay that he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, Xiaodie said again: "It doesn't look good in the first place. Dad's writing is alive, and his is too dead."
Forehead!
Zhang Shengli lowered his head and glanced at Xiaodie.
Although I knew it was not good to do this, I still said: "Then tell me where the specific bad thing is."
After saying that, he winked at Tang Li who was following behind him.
Tang Li smiled slightly, walked into the store, and started talking about business with the boss.
Such a thing?
Zhang Shengli didn't want to give up the opportunity to teach his daughter, but he couldn't offend the store owner yet.
He could only use money to ward off the disaster.
When the boss walked into the store, Xiaodie pointed to a piece of writing in front of the door and said: "There is no spiritual energy."
"Reiki? What do you know about Reiki now?"
"It's really not true. When Xiaodie saw her father's handwriting, she felt very spiritual and beautiful. It's like a small animal. It's alive. This one is dead."
Zhang Shengli was shocked.
How old is Xiaodie, less than four years old.
What does a four-year-old child know? It can be said that he doesn’t understand anything. He is just a playful age.
But what she said now made Zhang Shengli realize a problem.
My daughter is a genius.
Maybe others don't understand, even the owner of this store probably thinks it's nonsense after hearing it.
But he knew that when he wrote, he was not following the path of calligraphy.
It is a kind of Taoist rhyme. Otherwise, how can it be described in the air? What is the meaning of writing?
Thinking of this, Zhang Shengli hugged his daughter directly and came to the store.
"Boss, do you have a pen and paper? I can borrow it." After saying this, he probably felt embarrassed and explained again: "I'll give you the money."
The boss was stunned for a moment, glanced at Tang Li, and then at Zhang Shengli.
"Boss Zhang, it's just paper and pen. I have plenty here, so you can use them as you like."
Zhang Shengli looked at the other party with grateful eyes.
Soon, the shop owner took out a stack of rice paper, prepared pen and ink, and moved out a table.
This treatment is already very good for Zhang Shengli.
Although the other party knows me, his current attitude...
Picking up the pen, he said to Tang Li on the side: "In the future, we will get all the pens, black paper and inkstones for home use from here."
As soon as these words came out, the boss was extremely excited.
Although he didn't know how much Zhang Shengli would use, he did know that Zhang Shengli was the boss of Yuelong Villa.
Even if he doesn't buy anything from him, as long as he can hang this line, it will be enough for him to be happy for a long time.
"Xiaodie, let me write a few more words and you can take a look."
Xiaodie didn't understand Zhang Shengli's intention of doing this. When she heard that her father wanted to write, she clapped her hands happily.
Then, while the store owner was stunned, Zhang Shengli wrote a sentence, which was exactly like the calligraphy on the door of the store.
The block letters are perfect and every stroke is very neat.
It looks unremarkable at first glance, but if you look closely...
It's really like being alive, which is simply a miracle.
After finishing writing, Zhang Shengli put the pen down and asked, "Look at these words. How are they different from what you just read?"
Xiaodie took a look at what her father had written, and then looked at the writing on the door.
"Dad's writing is good. I know Xiaodie who he wrote, but I don't know that Xiaodie."
"Do you know him?" Zhang Shengli was stunned for a moment, and even the shop owner and Tang Li beside him were stunned for a moment.
Although these words are very common, for a child under four years old, even if he knows them, it is impossible to recognize them all.
Because there are several traditional Chinese characters among these characters.
"Dad wrote about water and two birds."
The shop owner almost laughed out loud.
But Zhang Shengli was smiling happily.
Because he wrote about the colorful mandarin ducks playing all over the lake.
It is impossible for Xiaodie to recognize these few words. Each one is more complicated than the last. It would be strange if she could recognize them.
But she saw the meaning of this word. What does it mean?
It shows that my daughter is very suitable for learning her own things, and she can even be described as extremely talented.
At this moment, Zhang Shengli was happier than anything else.
"Lily, go back and tell the school that the paper and pens here are good. The school can also get supplies from here in the future."