The next morning, Xuan Yan opened his eyes and found that his mother was at home for the first time, and Xuan Yan got up to find the calendar, looked at it carefully, and confirmed that today was not the weekend, so he looked at his mother with a curious face, Xuan's mother seemed to understand her son's strange behavior, and said with a smile: "Ah Yan, how about your mother play with you today?" ”

"Okay... dragging a long tail note, Xuan Yan guessed that his mother had already been suspended without pay, and secretly praised his mother's efficiency in his heart.

Because Xuan's mother was at home, she asked her aunt to go back to rest, and patiently took care of Xuanyan After eating breakfast, she said with a smile: "What does Ayan want to play?" ”

Xuan Yan looked at the mother who had changed sex, is this still the mother who couldn't get along with herself in harmony for 10 minutes, and then she would be furious and let her father be a peacemaker? Xuan figured it out again, Mom is preparing to go to the deep market, full of guilt to accompany herself more, eh, Mom, what can't you say directly? This is a 3-year-old child guessing, it's really tiring to have such a mother! After thinking about everything, he obediently said, "Draw." ”

"Drawing? Yan wants to paint? Xuan's mother looked at him, guessing in her heart that this must be another game that the guy took him to play.

After taking out the pen and paper from the cabinet, he hugged Xuan Yan to his lap and drew casually. Xuan's mother had learned sketching when she was a child, although it was a casual painting, but the implied skills also surprised Xuanyan, in the previous life, he didn't know that his mother was so versatile, and involuntarily began to ask questions, and Xuan's mother has not held a paintbrush for many years, painting, and is becoming more and more devoted, casually answering the questions of the day, completely forgetting that this is just a little guy who is just 3 years old.

There is an axiom who said: The flow of time is directly proportional to the degree of dedication you are to do something, and the Xuanyan mother and son at this moment perfectly verified this truth, if it weren't for the hunger that interrupted the good time of the two, maybe the two would really be so harmonious to the point of being old. Finally, a sketch of Xuan's father was drawn, Xuan's mother sighed softly, looked at the time, and said to Xuanyan, "Is Ayan hungry?" Would you like to drink some water? ”

"The doll wants to eat, mom goes to cook!"

Hey, did the little guy get through the second vein of Ren Du? After speaking so fluently, I will think that just now, after taking out the paintbrush from myself, the little guy seems to be able to speak fluently, does painting still have this effect? But the little guy is really a genius at drawing, and as soon as he says it himself, he can understand, and he is worthy of being his own son. Xuan's mother was complacent, and said, "Then Mom goes to cook, how about Ah Yan can paint by herself?" ”

"Okay." At the same time, Xuan Yan secretly screamed that it was not good, he had exposed too much, and his mother would not treat herself as a monster! It's relieved in a blink of an eye, since it happened, don't dwell on it, and it's not necessarily a bad thing.

Xuan's mother cooked a meal, and when she came to call for dinner, she found that Xuanyan was concentrating on painting, although because she was too young, even the posture of holding the pen was wrong, but the things drawn were painted one by one, and there was a look, Xuan's mother was secretly surprised, but she didn't say anything, and after giving Xuanyan some noodles, she coaxed Xuanyan to take a nap.

In the afternoon, Xuan Yan and Xuan Ma had a tacit understanding and did not mention the matter of painting again, and after Xuan Ma was forced to the edge of anger several times, the sun finally set in the west. At dinner, Xuan's mother cooked rice, fried two side dishes, and stewed a pot of pork ribs, looking at the sumptuous dinner, Xuan Yan was full of confusion, although his family ate well all year round, and there was never a shortage of meat to eat, but the number of such a sumptuous number was not much, and he didn't understand until he saw the uncle in military uniform.

"Yibai, take care of yourself in the army, and be careful when carrying out operations... Grandma chattered earnestly, and the uncle agreed very cooperatively, and after more than ten minutes, grandpa finally couldn't stand it anymore, patted the uncle's shoulder, and interrupted grandma's chatter, "Yibai, have you decided to stay in the army or go to the military region?"

"I decided to go to the military region" The uncle smiled and said confidently: "The leader of the military region is right, you can be promoted to deputy battalion commander at any time, but if that team misses, I will really regret it for the rest of my life." ”

"Well, if you decide, just do it, just don't embarrass me." Grandpa looked at the uncle with a relieved expression.

Dad Xuan looked at this scene and secretly felt guilty, this is the old man, although he never interferes with their decisions, he always has something to look forward to, and he probably disappointed the old man.

As if noticing the blank eyes of Xuan's father, the grandfather continued: "Yiqing, you also have to work hard, since you have decided to resign, then let go of your hands and feet to do it, as long as you make achievements and contribute to the construction of the country, then there is no shame on me, as for whether you are a soldier or a businessman, it doesn't matter." ”

Listening to Grandpa's words, Xuan's father's eyes gradually regained their brightness and gave a sigh of gratitude.

"Big brother, do you have any plans?"

"We're going to go to the SAR on Sunday, and we've already bought our tickets."

"Are you going to develop in the Special Zone or here?"

"In the development here, I have contacted the leaders of Dafeng Garment Factory and are ready to contract to make clothes."

"In this way, our family doesn't have to worry about running out of clothes in the future, big brother, you'd better set up a hotel and restaurant in the future, so you don't have to worry about food and accommodation."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, Xuan Yan has already taken out a small notebook and memorized all the words of the uncle.

After dinner, the uncle took the luggage and went to the station, the whole family wanted to send it, but unfortunately there were a few brothers from other companies with him, and the uncle felt that it was not good to be too excited, so he caught Xuan's father as a free laborer. The train station is not far from home, and while walking on the road, the uncle took out an envelope and said to Xuan's father: "Brother, this is my little savings, not much, you can accept it, it is a little bit of my heart." Seeing that Xuan's father didn't take it for a long time, he smiled again and said: "Brother, you also know that the old man definitely doesn't want me to participate in business, but you can't forget it, I still look forward to becoming a 10,000 yuan household in the future!" ”

"Okay." Xuan's father gritted his teeth, took the envelope and said, "If my business grows bigger, there will always be your share here." ”

"Brother, don't be too stressed, take care of yourself."

"You too, Yibai, blame me, if I had been a soldier instead of taking the college entrance examination, you wouldn't have to...

"Brother, our two brothers, you know me, if I don't really like the army, even if the old man escorts me with a gun, I will find a way to escape" The uncle smiled and pretended to be relaxed.

Xuan's father suddenly hugged his uncle and said softly, "You must take care of yourself!" ”。

"Well, I will." The uncle took the package and walked into the station without looking back.