Zhan Jiu pinched the paintbrush and replied seriously: "I'm painting my mother." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yuqing suddenly thought of Zhang Yinxiu's words just now, and the tip of his nose was slightly sour, in the eyes of outsiders, they were all children without a mother.

It was his fault that he failed to give the children a mother.

His voice was as soft as possible to hide his sadness: "Come, let Dad see." ”

Zhan Jiu handed it to him: "The mother I painted, is it beautiful?" ”

Zhan Jiu was only four and a half years old, and he didn't know how to draw at all, but he just used his imagination to draw a round head, two dark eyes, and a crooked mouth.

He also drew double ponytails on both sides.

At first glance, it looks like an anime panda with long hair.

Lu Yuqing suddenly remembered his wife's face, a beautiful and delicate little face, a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and a small short hair.

His eyes lit up: "Pretty." ”

Zhan Jiu asked expectantly, "Does that mother have long hair or short hair?" ”

Lu Yuqing gently hooked his lips: "When you have long hair, you also have short hair." ”

Zhan Jiu nodded, thinking that he would study hard and draw a short-haired mother in the future.

Lu Yuqing sat down, put the painting on the table, and asked softly: "Xiao Jiu, why did you suddenly remember to draw a mother?" ”

Zhan Jiu lowered his head, and there was a little loss in his eyes that had always been as bright as the moon: "I saw a lot of children's mothers coming to pick them up from school just now, I miss my mother......"

I remember when I was very young, Master said that my mother had gone to heaven to become a fairy, and she thought that she would be able to see her fairy mother when she returned home.

But the fifth uncle sleepwalked and fell into the river and drowned, and she realized that being a god is dead, and if there is no more, he will not come back.

Seeing that other children had mothers, she suddenly wanted to know what her mother looked like.

Lu Yuqing gently touched her head, because she was uncomfortable, her breathing was a little heavy, her eyes were slightly red, and she whispered to reassure: "Mother's soul will accompany Xiao Jiu." ”

Xiao Jiu felt that her father's mood was not very good, she nodded, laughed, and cleverly crossed the topic: "Dad, I can sing, the teacher taught me just now." ”

Lu Yuqing was looking forward to it: "Sing it to Dad." ”

The little girl sang sweetly with her two little hands beating the beat.

"There is only a father in the world, and a child with a father is like a treasure, and he is thrown into the arms of his father, and happiness is indispensable~"

Lu Yuqing was slightly stunned: "Is it really taught by the teacher?" ”

Zhan Jiu was thinking about how to organize the language and tell his father.

Xu Ning on the side helped her answer: "The eldest lady changed the lyrics, this song was specially given to you." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yuqing was so moved in his heart that his throat was sour, and he was suddenly speechless.

The little girl stretched out her little hand, gently touched his wrinkled eyebrows, looked a little worried, squinted her eyes, and asked cautiously: "Dad, is Xiao Jiu not singing well?" ”

Lu Yuqing looked at her serious appearance, and suddenly felt that it was the little girl who felt sad about mentioning her mother, so she temporarily changed the lyrics to make him happy.

He shook his head and gently scratched the tip of her little nose: "How come, this is the best song Dad has ever heard." ”

Only then did Zhan Jiu hook his mouth: "Dad, when I go to school in the future, I will learn to sing from the teacher, and I will sing to you when I come back." ”

Lu Yuqing felt the tip of his heart warm, and nodded: "Okay." ”

How can he have such a well-behaved and caring daughter.

Zhan Jiu looked at him and suddenly asked, "Dad, will you find a new mother for Xiao Jiu in the future?" ”