Ling Hanwu sat on the bed, puzzled. Just don't bother anymore - being able to come back to life and travel to this time and space is the biggest bug, what could be more difficult to understand?

When Ling Han walked downstairs, he only saw Zhang's mother busy in the kitchen, and he didn't see Jiang Yichen.

"Mom Zhang, where is Jiang Yichen?"

"Oh, ma'am, you're down. Zhang's mother put down the work in her hand, looked back at Ling Han and replied, "Mr. has just gone out." ”

"Going out again?" Ling Han muttered, "I just came back, why did you leave again...... I really don't take me seriously. ”

She felt a little bored, remembered the album Jiang Yichen said before, walked to the TV cabinet, and opened the drawer.

"Huh?" Ling Han looked at the drawer full of posters and was stunned, "Isn't it all there......?"

flipped through it, and in addition to his original intention, the songs of the mythical group, there were also a bunch of Jay Chou's albums. Ling Han suddenly remembered that when she was in high school, many boys' idols were Jay Chou, and her impression of him was only vague and indistinct, as well as "Nunchucks" that spread all over the streets.

Fifteen years have passed, and that hairy boy should probably get married and have children, right? It's just that I didn't expect that I would like his songs later, and there is a passing youth in his singing—Ling Han thought.

After pondering again and again, Ling Han picked up one of Jay Chou's albums, put it in the CD player at hand, and then came to the studio in the backyard, moved the painting tools back to the living room, and painted while listening to the song. One thing Ling Han admires about her parents is that although the family was not wealthy at that time, they did not force her to give up her hobbies.

Only with their support can I shine in my paintings. Of course, Ling Han also remembers her parents' kindness all the time, and she bought a lot of gifts for her parents because of the first pot of gold she earned from painting.

Fifteen years later, although my body is old, my painting skills are still there. Ling Han spread out the paper, picked up the paintbrush and began to create.

She likes to paint flowers and trees, small bridges and flowing waters, and scenic spots, but she doesn't like to paint people. She felt that although people have seven emotions and six desires, it is difficult to draw the soul. The most expressive character in her pen is probably Jiang Yichen.

Ling Han observed the flowers and trees outside the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and kept painting in his hand, and soon, a landscape painting appeared in front of him.

"Madam, you have been sealing your pen for a few days, how can you be interested in painting today?" Mama Zhang came over with a cup of hot tea, looked at the painting and sighed, "The painting you painted is really lifelike." ”

"Mom Zhang, don't put a high hat on me, I'll be proud. Ling Han just laughed.

"It's just that," Mama Zhang put down the glass, "since that incident, Sir has locked up all your paintings and won't let you touch the brush again." Madame, you better put your things away quickly! When Mr. Hui returns, it will be time to lose his temper again. ”

"Huh?" Ling Han was confused, "What's that, why did he do this!"

"Madam, do you really remember anything?" After a period of observation, Mama Zhang gradually became convinced that Ling Han in front of her had really lost her memory, and was no longer the "lady" she used to be, but became approachable and easy to get along with.

Ling Han nodded.

"It is said that a painter from a rival company accused you of plagiarism," Zhang's mother said word by word, "This incident caused a lot of trouble on the Internet before, and many people scolded you, and the scolding was very ugly! ”

"Plagiarism?" Ling Han's eyes widened, it was hard to believe Zhang's mother's words, "I can plagiarize others......

"Sir said the same thing," Mama Zhang nodded, "but they can't stand the bombardment of the media, they gather around Mr. Wang's company and your door every day, and even go to school to harass Tong Tong." Even if you have a hundred mouths, you can't tell!Sir, you're not less angry about it......"

"I'll go ......" Ling Han frowned, couldn't help but twist his thighs, and couldn't help but complain a lot about his own body, "I worked hard to cross over, in order to clean up the mess for 'you'?"

I thought that I could be a rich wife by marrying into a wealthy family, but I didn't expect that what I was waiting for was Jiang Yichen's divorce agreement, and I was fired from the company and lost my job for no reason.

Whether you complain or get angry, it obviously doesn't change this fact. The ontology has done something bad, and I have to find a way to solve it.

"But what can I do???" Ling Han sighed, feeling a dilemma in his heart, "I'd rather go back to the past and face the math problems that I hate so much!"

"Madam," Mama Zhang's voice pulled Ling Han's thoughts back, "I'll help you pack these up, right?"

"I'll clean it up later. ”

"But if the gentleman comes back......

It really said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, as soon as Zhang's mother's words fell, Jiang Yichen had already led Tong Tong to push the door in, it turned out that he had just gone out to pick up Tong Tong.

"Mom!" As soon as Tong Tong entered the door, he let go of Jiang Yichen's hand and ran towards Ling Han with a jump, "Dad said you miss me, is it true?

"Of course it's true, where have you been these days?" Ling Han saw Tong Tong running over, and the troubles just now were immediately left behind.

"Grandma's house!" Tong Tong hugged one of Ling Han's hands and coquettishly sweetly, "Auntie told me that my mother has been in poor health recently, so I won't let Tong Tong come back to bother you." My dad was very busy with work and didn't have time to send me to school. ”

Behind the sensible, it is probably a grievance, right? Ling Han looked at Tong Tong's little face and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Mom, I've got something for you. Tong Tong grinned, looking mysterious.

"Oh?

"Dad!" Tong Tong looked back at Jiang Yichen, "Hurry up and take it out! ”

"Okay~" Jiang Yichen smiled dotingly, took out a certificate from Tong Tong's schoolbag, and handed it to Ling Han.

"Wow!" Ling Han looked at the certificate seriously, "Three good students! The baby is awesome! What kind of gift do you want?" I'll buy it for you!"

Ling Han seemed to have fully accepted Tong Tong and began to adapt to the role of "mother", and his words were full of pride.

"Hmm......" Tong Tong pursed his lips and didn't answer for a long time.

"What's wrong, baby?" Seeing this, Ling Han hurriedly bent down and picked up Tong Tong, "Ouch, hey, you're so heavy~ I can't hold you!"

"Mom, will you agree to anything I want?" Tong Tong raised his two little hands to hold Ling Han's face and asked seriously.

"Hmm! Ling Han smiled and nodded.

"I want to ...... We are a family of three who will always be together. Tong Tong raised his voice slightly, "You don't want to divorce your father." Baby doesn't want to be separated from you......"

Ling Han glanced at Zhang's mother in the kitchen awkwardly, leaned close to Tong Tong's ear and said quietly: "What's this...... I can't be the master, I have to ask your dad. ”

Tong Tong immediately turned his head, looked at Jiang Yichen with wide eyes, and said in a coquettish tone, "Dad, do you agree?"

"Promised. Jiang Yichen stepped forward and hugged Tong Tong from Ling Han's arms, "Whatever the baby says, Dad agrees!" Come, Dad will send you back to the room to do your homework, Mom is tired." ”

"Yes! Daddy agreed!" Tong Tong danced happily, "Our family of three will never be separated! I am so happy! Dad, today is my happiest day." ”

"Little trickster, when are you unhappy?" Jiang Yichen gently poked Tong Tong's little face, "With you by your side, my parents are also very happy." ”

"Really?" Tong Tong wrapped his hands around Jiang Yichen's neck, and his little head rested casually on his shoulders, "But I have a lot of homework to write, so I'm not happy." ”

Tong Tong's words made Jiang Yichen laugh. Looking at Jiang Yichen like that, Ling Han was in a trance for a while. In her impression, she never seemed to have seen him smile so heartily as he had just now, and even thought that he would not smile for a while......