Aunt Yang, help me make another cup of flower tea. ”

Wang Weikang said as he went straight to the two paintings that Yu Xiaowan brought her, picked them up and admired them, and would comment with Lin Zheng from time to time.

"Otherwise, this painting will be hung in your study, I felt that there was something missing in your study before, and it was just right to hang this letter."

"Look at it," Lin Zheng replied casually as he looked down at the newspaper.

Wang Weikang took the paintbrush and stroked again.

"Then this painting is hanging in the corridor, Lao Lin, help me take a look, how is it here?"

Lin Zheng finally raised his head, this time he looked at it seriously, and commented, "Yes, the artistic conception of this painting is good, and it is quite appropriate to hang it over there." ”

"I also think it's good, how can you say that such a good girl is someone else's daughter-in-law, when can Dongzi find me such a daughter-in-law to come back, she can write well, and she is so good at drawing, I tell you Lao Lin, a woman who writes well in this word, her temperament is generally not wrong."

Wang Weikang said as he asked Aunt Yang to bring a secret nail and stick it to the wall, and instructed Aunt Yang to hang the painting.

Lin Zheng flipped through the newspaper casually, and let out a low laugh when he heard Wang Weikang's words, "Are you talking about yourself?" ”

Wang Weikang's handwriting is good, and he is very famous in their entire university.

If it weren't for his identity, she might not be able to make a name for herself in the circle of calligraphy.

Wang Weikang really didn't think about himself, he simply liked Yu Xiaowan's child, and always felt that her knowledge and cultivation were not at all like what Lin Dongyang said, just a child who graduated from junior high school.

Thinking of Lu Mu again, I felt that they were probably infected with each other.

Thinking of something, Wang Weikang came to the sofa next to Lin Zheng and sat down.

"Lao Lin, I think Lu Mu's kid is really good, he is real, self-motivated, and down-to-earth, Dongzi has really learned a lot from him, and in recent days, I feel that the kid has spoken differently to me, and he has really grown up."

Wang Weikang picked up the water cup, took a shallow sip of flower tea and sighed.

Lin Zheng looked from behind his glasses when he heard this, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"Your sons are twenty-eight years old, and they haven't grown up yet?"

"When I say growing up, I'm not growing up physically, it's growing up mentally, you know? You must know that even if some people live to be thirty or forty years old, they are very naïve when they deal with things, and they look at problems from the perspective of teenagers, and their psychological maturity is far more important than physical maturity. ”

Thinking of what his son said to him, Wang Weikang was really embarrassed.

She couldn't even imagine that those were the words of her son, and her vision was completely different.

When he was in the factory before, he probably only said some gossip about the employees or interesting stories about his buddies, which was really ...... Like a woman.

Naturally, she had also heard of her son's nickname in the factory, Friends of Women.

Seriously, she was so angry to hear the news.

The son is not friends with her mother, what is the friendship with others?

It's a pity that she was raised by his father in a free-range way, and she grew into Lin Dongyang like she is now.