"You really dare to say anything, your agent's mouth is wide open. Tong Bao'er's white and tender feet dangled beside the sofa, grabbed an apple in her hand and took a bite gently, and her cherry mouth slowly spoke.

Tong Zhao dragged the trash can in front of Tong Bao'er, and Tong Wenwen squatted on the carpet with her small body playing with building blocks and puzzles, her eyes full of seriousness. He took an apple from the table and stuffed it into his mouth: "There are some things to hide, in case something happens, and the game will be finished soon?"

"Your announcement of your relationship now also has an impact on your literary and artistic path, saying that you are still going up, and there is no shortage of voices hacking you on Weibo. Tong Bao'er's eyes were full of natural charm, and she looked at Tong Zhao's helpless mouth: "It's no good for you to announce the results now." ”

Tong Wenwen put together the last piece of the puzzle, and then walked up to Tong Zhao and Tong Baoer with bare feet and said with a smile: "Dad, sister-in-law, I have put the puzzle together." ”

"Wenwen is amazing. Tong Zhao praised it, then pulled Tong Wenwen's petite body into his arms, rubbed Tong Wenwen's somewhat baby fat face and said, "Wenwen, what have you learned from dancing in the past few days?"

"Wenwen has learned a lot in the past few days. Hearing Tong Zhao's words, Tong Wenwen said proudly with her hands on her hips: "If you don't believe me, I will jump to Dad." ”

After speaking, Tong Wenwen stood on the blanket, gestured and squatted down slightly, making a posture of dancing. It looks like it, and then it jumps up quickly, and Tong Wenwen, who is a beginner in dance, must be incoherent but imperfect.

It's even a little funny, her small body imitates the half-bit posture that Huang Qi in her mind gave her, but she can't get the essence of painting a cat or a tiger. But Tong Zhao watched very carefully, looking at Tong Wenwen's hand swing and a trace of embarrassment when she made a mistake, and then continued to dance with her hands open in front of Tong Zhao's eyes.

At the end of the dance, Tong Zhao applauded warmly.

"Dad, today you are applauding you on the stage, and now you are applauding me. Tong Wenwen felt a little proud in her heart, because Tong Zhao applauded thunderously at the end of the two songs at the Penguin Music Festival, and she looked envious.

Tong Zhao talked about dancing, she couldn't wait to show that she had not been learning dance for a long time, and she also wanted to be able to enjoy Tong Zhao's feelings. Others applauded in front of their fathers, their fathers applauded in front of themselves, and according to Tong Wenwen's thoughts, those people really applauded themselves after all.

In this way, Tong Wenwen felt that she was much happier.

"Dad, Dad, if you tell others about you and your mother today, will it have any impact on you?" Tong Wenwen saw Tong Bao'er's eyebrows widen after hearing Tong Zhao neatly admit that she had a couple, obviously a little surprised, thinking of her mother Ye Hanfang, who has always been hiding her relationship and will not let others find out.

Although she doesn't quite understand what the consequences will be if her own existence and the relationship between Tong Baoer and Ye Hanbian are known to others, Tong Wenwen still expects her parents to be able to go out like ordinary parents without makeup and sunglasses, and she can wantonly be coquettish in the arms of her parents.

"No, it won't. Tong Zhao smiled.

Tong Wenwen is still young, and it is best if she can not know some things.

"Hey, does it really have no effect?" When Tong Wenwen focused her attention on the building blocks in her hand again, Tong Bao'er slowly asked while eating fruit.

"The impact is there, but it will pass, after all, artists are also people. You can't expect an artist to be unapproachable. Tong Zhao waved his hand helplessly, put the computer on the table, operated the computer with one hand, and looked at Tong Wenwen who was playing with building blocks: "I want to wait for Wenwen to dance a complete dance for me." ”

"Wenwen, let's play a game, okay?" Tong Zhao looked at the news on the computer for a while, and then said to Tong Wenwen, who was playing with blocks alone. Recently, Tong Zhao has been busy in literature and art, and Tong Wenwen is also more tired from learning dance, and a lot of leisure time between the two has also decreased a lot.

At this time, because of the penguin concert, Tong Wenwen was taken to the venue by Tong Baoer early, and the matter of practicing dance was also shirked by Tong Zhao.

"Alright, let's play Truth or Dare. Tong Wenwen didn't know where she learned a game of truth or dare, probably taught to them by Zhou Ziwei.

When this sentence came out, Tong Bao'er's eyes lit up, and she quickly stood up and said to Tong Wenwen and Tong Bao'er: "I want to play too." ”

"Rock-paper-scissors. Tong Bao'er's personality looks like a little girl at some times, and Tong Zhao is sitting on the stall with her at this time. The three of them sat in a circle, and then when Tong Wenwen said the words "rock-paper-scissors", the three of them punched together.

Tong Zhao punched the double scissors and won steadily.

Tong Baoer and Tong Wenwen both swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and neither of them wanted to be the first loser. With a wave of her big and small hands, Tong Wenwen's cloth was crushed to death by Tong Baoer's scissors. muttered angrily, looked at Tong Zhao, and saw the latter speak: "Wenwen, in your heart, it's better to be a mother or a father." ”

This is the question that Tong Zhao wants to know, for any parent who wants to know which position is important in the child's heart and his mother, although this question is difficult to answer.

Tong Wenwen thought for a while: "Although my mother is cold, she is very good to Wenwen, and she buys everything for Wenwen." Although Dad doesn't buy too many snacks for Wenwen, Dad will cook for Wenwen, and accompany Wenwen to play and pick up Wenwen to and from school, so Dad should be good. ”

"But it would be better if Mom and Dad could take care of each other. Tong Wenwen seemed to have an answer to this kind of question, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyebrows in the face of Tong Zhao's question.

Hearing this, Tong Zhao and Tong Baoer looked at each other and smiled. Then there was another game, Tong Wenwen won, and Tong Zhao lost. Tong Wenwen looked at Tong Zhao with a small gaze and asked, "Dad, when can you let your mother live with me and your father." ”

Seeing Tong Bao'er's eyes a little inexplicably sad, he continued: "Of course, the aunt and sister-in-law will also live with us, then Wenwen will die happily." ”

Tong Zhao was stunned.

This question is not very easy to answer, and the relationship between him and Ye Hanbian can be seen from these two meetings that are not too direct, and they are tense again. The road to recovering his wife is still very long, but looking at Tong Wenwen's expectant eyes, Tong Zhao still can't refuse.

"It's going to be soon. Tong Zhao couldn't answer, but Tong Bao'er helped him answer.