"So beautiful?" Feng Sicheng picked it up and looked at the sun.
"As good-looking as my little roommate."
Feng Yan supported his chin with one hand and tapped his right hand lightly on the table, "Who is the prettiest?"
"My little deskmate."
Feng Yan immediately frowned and said, "I'll give you another chance."
Feng Sicheng was a little confused, "My little deskmate is the most beautiful."
Just when Ye Lai was wiping the dust off the shell of Lefu, she saw the father and son coming over.
To be precise, Feng Yan should have carried Feng Sicheng over, and then placed the little guy firmly in front of him.
Ye Lai: "?"
Leif: "???"
Feng Yan pointed at Ye Lai, "Who is this?"
"Mom." Feng Sicheng was stunned.
"My mother is probably the most beautiful in the world." Feng Yan said, "Isn't your mother beautiful?"
"pretty."
Feng Yan seemed a little angry, "You should think that your mother is the most beautiful, and your father and I are also handsome, right? Your mother has made you confused!"
"Mom is the most beautiful!" Feng Sicheng understood, "My deskmate is the second most beautiful!"
Ye Lai was left speechless by the father and son.
"What does it matter who is beautiful or not?"
Feng Yan chased her son away, pulled her to sit down, and said very seriously: "It's different. It's not just about finding someone good-looking, but also a grateful heart. When you conceive him and give birth to him, even if you are not tall enough,
Despite your strange appearance, he should also think you are the most beautiful."
"Anyway, in my eyes, I think you are the most beautiful."
Ye Lai sneered, "Logically speaking, shouldn't you think your mother is the most beautiful?"
"I think my mother is beautiful, but I love you even more."
"Double-standard dog."
Feng Yan: "..."
Ye Lai looked at her son who was eavesdropping on the railing on the second floor. She said eloquently: "Son, it doesn't matter who is beautiful or not. The important thing is that you should be grateful in your heart. This is what your father means."
"I know." Feng Sicheng stuck his little head between the two railings.
Just when he was about to say something else, Feng Sicheng said "Uh...".
Immediately afterwards, his body moved.
Ye Lai had good eyesight and rushed to the second floor immediately.
"Mom!!" Feng Sicheng screamed, "Don't pull me! My head..."
Feng Sicheng used too much force just now and hit his head directly between the two railings.
When Feng Yan came up and saw this scene, he couldn't help but click his tongue, "If I hadn't seen that you look so much like me, I really wouldn't think that your IQ was born from me."
"Dad..." Feng Sicheng sobbed, "Help..."
Listening to his son's cry, Feng Yan naturally softened his heart.
At this time, Leif came up with a clatter.
It tilted its head and stared for a long time, then squatted down and said, "Don't be afraid, Bubbles, uncle will save you."
Feng Sicheng felt an inexplicable dependence on Laifu, and he burst into tears, "Uncle Laifu..."
The next moment, Laifu knelt behind Feng Sicheng, holding the railings on both sides with his two iron hands.
Feng Yan and Ye Lai witnessed with their own eyes how the big iron block bent the two railings.
Feng Sicheng's little head was rescued, and he immediately threw himself into Laifu's arms, but because of the strength, he knocked his crotch!
Feng Sicheng: "..."
He rarely cried since he was a child. After being silent for a few seconds, Feng Sicheng actually cried out.
Feng Yan was dumbfounded and hurried over to pick up his son.
As expected, Feng Sicheng's forehead turned red.
It must have been that I knocked too hard, so I couldn't help but cry so loudly.
Feng Yan hugged his son and coaxed him gently, "Don't cry, don't cry, daddy just rubs him and he'll be fine."
Feng Sicheng pushed himself into his father's arms with all his strength, crying until his voice became hoarse.
Laifu stood there for a long time without moving. Ye Lai wiped the iron on its chest and said, "It's okay, it knocked on its own. It has nothing to do with you."
-
So much so that when a family of three came down the next day, they saw a...
Cotton man?
Standing there in the living room.
Laifu spent the whole night grabbing cotton and wrapping it all around himself except his joints. This way, Feng Sicheng would no longer be in pain.
Ye Lai frowned, "What are you doing? He is a boy, and it is normal for him to bump into him. Aren't you afraid that the electric cotton will suddenly burn up and burn you out?"
"It doesn't matter if I have a fever, Bubbles can't cry." Leif was looking at the little guy.
Feng Sicheng quickly ran over and hugged Laifu's thigh, "Uncle Laifu, I'm sorry, I scared you."
Leif raised his iron hand and hesitated for a long time before carefully poking the little baby's head, "It's okay."
-
During breakfast, Feng Yan asked again: "Do you really want to take tutoring?"
"Yes." Feng Sicheng nodded heavily.
"Let Leif make it up for you."
As an AI, Leif has a very large amount of knowledge stored in his head.
Ye Lai immediately objected, "It knows the answer and the process, but doesn't know how to explain it. Let your dad explain it to you. Your dad is a top student."
Feng Yan: "..."
The couple looked at each other, and Feng Yan's eyes seemed to say: Are you selling me?
Ye Lai smiled.
After breakfast on the weekend, Feng Yan resigned himself to going to tutor his son.
"Ding dong."
Leif was the first to respond and open the door.
However, when the person outside the door entered Leif's sight, it immediately blocked it.
"What are you doing?" Feng Zhengyang frowned outside the door.
Leif made a voice: "Bad people are not allowed in."
Feng Sicheng heard the voice on the other side of the dining table, "Is it grandpa?"
Feng Yan responded calmly: "Yeah."
Feng Sicheng suddenly put down his chopsticks and ran over. He stood at the door and bowed to Feng Zhengyang and Feng's mother outside the door, "Hello, grandma and grandpa."
Looking at the grandson who looked so much like her son, Feng's mother's heart melted. She pushed Feng Zhengyang away and squeezed past Laifu.
"Hey, my dear, do you miss grandma?"
They rarely come here, but Feng Sicheng has a good memory and his relationship with grandma is not bad.
After Feng Zhengyang finally entered the door, he sat down and snorted at Ye Lai.
Feng Sicheng smiled sweetly, "Grandpa, do you want tea?"
Feng Zhengyang remained silent.
Feng Sicheng thought for a while, "Grandpa, do you want to eat fruit?"
He still remained silent.
Feng Sicheng walked directly to his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, if you are angry for a long time, you will have more wrinkles. Then you will look like your great grandfather."
These words obviously left Feng Zhengyang speechless. He coughed: "What do children know?"
"I know a lot." Feng Sicheng clapped his fingers, "For example, painting, sculpture, programming, and being filial to my grandparents."
Feng Zhengyang smiled: "Really?"
"Of course!" Feng Sicheng straightened his back, "Mom taught me."
Since they came in, Ye Lai didn't come over to say hello. This has nothing to do with being polite or not. If they don't get along, they just won't get along.
Feng Zhengyang was silent for a while, "He looks very similar to Feng Yan."
"Grandpa." Feng Sicheng stood on the small one.
Feng Zhengyang raised his eyes: "What?"
"I heard that you don't like my mother?" Feng Sicheng asked very bluntly.