Xiao Yiyi went out of his father's room with his mouth pouted and puffed out.

I met my grandfather in the corridor, and my grandfather was also in a good mood today, beckoning, "Come one by one, write a few words with grandpa." ”

When I saw my grandfather one by one, I instantly felt like I had seen my relatives, and the *** who poured out came immediately, but I immediately thought of another sentence from my father: This is a matter between men, and it is not allowed to sue... Da...

He must be a manly man, so this *** was pressed down by him again.

However, I was still unconvinced, so after following my grandfather into the study, I continued to sulk angrily while being a little scholar and grinding ink for my grandfather.

Xiao Chengxing knew that this kid was unhappy at a glance, and asked with a smile, "Are you unhappy about your birthday today?" ”

"Happy ......" Although Dad is very cheating, this birthday is still very happy.

"Then why are you pouting?" Xiao Chengxing saw that his appearance was very cute, and he almost wanted to use a brush to dot a little on the tip of his nose, thinking that this was his grandson, so this impulse was stopped.

"Is there one? Nope! "One by one, I immediately adjusted, Dad said, a manly husband can't pout, didn't he change it?

"Is there anything I can tell Grandpa? Daddy bullying you? "The so-called older and younger, the older Xiao Chengxing gets, the more narrow he is, especially likes to watch the father and son fight, because as a father, his son Xiao Yiting seems to be the stubborn teenager who loves to play basketball and cause trouble.

One by one, he was sullen and asked, "Grandpa, is the person who doesn't talk a man a man?" ”

"Of course not! The one who doesn't talk is a little turtle! Xiao Chengxing said with a smile.

One by one is even more stuffy, "Is it one by one?" ”

"......" Xiao Yiting was also bored, what is the name of his son? With a turtle with the same name...... "This one is not the other, there are many people with the same name in the world, no, there are many turtles with the same name...... "Well, it doesn't seem right...... Comrade Grandpa seems to have forgotten jì, and he himself appreciated this name at the beginning.

"One by one, good turtles! It's a bad turtle who doesn't talk, right? "In a child's mind, the good and the bad must be very strict.

"Hmm...... The explanation of "......" can be regarded as solving Xiao Chengxing's problem.

"Understood." Say them one by one.

After the ink was polished, Xiao Chengxing began to write, Xiao Yiyi also put away the pen and paper, and next to his grandfather, he practiced regular script stroke by stroke.

Grandpa's writing, for pleasure, writing one by one, is practice, so, it didn't take long for grandpa to finish writing, and the task of one by one is still early.

Xiao Chengxing looked at the young Yiyi, who looked calm and generous when writing, and was already quite a bit of everyone's spirit, and felt very relieved, and suddenly felt that this was the credit of Ye Qinghe's education, this daughter-in-law really has a set of education for children, and Yiyi is much more reliable than his father back then......

No longer bothering him to practice calligraphy, Xiao Chengxing gently withdrew from the study.

After a long time, the study was still quiet, and there was no movement.

Xiao Chengxing is suspicious, this kid is stupid in writing? Or did you write asleep?

When I went back to the study, didn't I fall asleep on the table? I still have a pen in my hand, and it seems that I am really tired of playing with my classmates today.

He walked over, gently took down the pen in his hand one by one, and planned to carry the child back to the room, but suddenly laughed, this child, what is the drawing?

He dispelled the idea of taking Yiyi away, thinking that it would be better to let Yiyi's father do it himself.

So, I went and knocked on my son's door.

"Dad!" When Xiao Yiting came to open the door for his father, what he saw was his father's hard smile, "What's wrong?" Why did he have a bad premonition, feeling that since they moved back this time, his father was not the father of the year......

"It's fine." Xiao Chengxing held back a smile, "One by one fell asleep in the study, you bring him back." ”

"Oh, okay." Xiao Yiting has no doubt about it.

Walking into the study, when he saw one by one for the first time, he had a comfortable smile on his face, this child is one of the most important in his heart, although he was looking forward to a girl, but he never loved this little boy for half a minute, every time he came back from work, no matter how tired he was, as long as he saw his little figure, there would be this comfortable smile, from the heart, leisurely.

Light-handed, reluctant to wake him up, as soon as he touched his little body, he found his son's work on the table.

What is it?

A painting? Painted or a baby turtle? And what is the word written next to the little turtle?