Chapter 5 The Stolen Paintbrush

Lin Jing smiled awkwardly, and suddenly felt a little guilty in her heart. During this time, due to her busy work, she did neglect Momo a little, usually Keran helped her take care of Momo, and she was not so competent as a mother.

Touching Momo's head, Lin Jing smiled apologetically: "Mom is not good, I haven't been with you well during this time." But Mo Mo is so well-behaved, of course my mother has to accompany Mo Mo well. ”

Silent's cute little face instantly piled up a bright smile: "If Silent is very well-behaved every day, will my mother always accompany Silent?"

"What you think is beautiful!" Lin Jing rubbed her son's little face.

The little guy was not happy when she heard this, and with a small mouth, she quickly bent down and hugged her son into her arms, and asked softly, "What's wrong with the baby?"

Lin Mo sniffed, his voice a little choked: "No, I was selected to perform in the small troupe, and I don't know if my mother can come to see it." ”

"This ...... Baby, what are you going to do?"

Lin Mo pouted: "I won't tell you! ”

"This ...... Day after tomorrow...... Mom doesn't know if she'll ever have time to come. Lin Jing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said with some guilt: "Mom, try to take the time to come over, I will definitely enjoy my baby son's performance, it must be the best!

"The teacher said that it will start at two o'clock in the afternoon, Mom, come and see, okay!" The little guy shook Lin Jing's hand and said coquettishly.

"This ...... Even if the boss doesn't give my mother leave, my mother will find a way to sneak out, so don't be upset. ”

Although Mo Mo is young, he is also very good at observing, looking at Lin Jing's embarrassed face, he doesn't want his mother to be unhappy: "Forget it, if you're busy, mom, you can get busy." I'm fine. ”

Lin Jing was moved by her son's empathy, no, hugging him was a bunch of kisses, and the little ones were a little embarrassed.

Lin Mo pushed her away, his little face was still a little red, and he said seriously: "Mom, don't play hooligan!"

Lin Jing was amused by his little ghostly appearance. Then he took his son by the hand and walked home.

As soon as she stepped around the corner, a black Rolls-Royce drove past her, and she didn't notice.

The car stopped at the school gate, and a man in a maroon haute couture suit got out of the car wearing sunglasses, and his excellent temperament attracted the attention of pedestrians.

He walked towards a little girl in a white dress with two pigtails in the crowd.

As soon as the little girl saw him, she ran towards him happily: "Second uncle!

Chen Xiaofan hugged Chen Zhihong's thighs, his little head shook and rubbed him, and his big eyes blinked and blinked, which was very cute.

Chen Zhihong bent down and hugged her, kissed her little cheek, and doted on her face: "Do you miss the second uncle?"

Chen Xiaofan smiled and nodded: "I think about it! I miss the second uncle! By the way, second uncle, look, this is me answering the question today to win three brushes!" As he spoke, he shook his prize in front of Chen Zhihong's eyes, and smiled brightly: "I could have gotten five, but the remaining two questions were answered by Lin Mo, and I didn't have them." As he spoke, a trace of grievance appeared in his eyes.

Chen Zhihong was amused by her small appearance, turned around and put her in the car, and ordered the driver to drive: "Who is Lin Mo? Why haven't I heard you say this name before." Why was he robbed?"

"He's new. "In the end, it is a child, as soon as Chen Xiaofan got in the car, he picked up the bear in the car and played, and the unhappiness just now was gone all of a sudden: "He is good at studying, and he is good at handicraft." Everyone loves to play with him. But I don't like to play with him."

"Why don't you play with him?"

"Because he said I'm short!" Although Chen Xiaofan is young, a girl's love for beauty is no matter how big or small, of course she is not happy to listen to others attacking her appearance, and her little face instantly became tangled in anger: "Lin Mo is not tall! It's just a little taller than me?"

Chen Zhihong raised his eyebrows: "He looks good?"