There was a touch of complexity in his dark eyes, and he smiled lightly: "I didn't expect the female donor to have such skills?" ”

Jin Ling, who heard the "female benefactor", was slightly stunned, and then said embarrassedly: "I have liked sewing machines since I was a child, and I have no other skills, but as long as I look at the clothes, I can make them!" ”

Jian Junxi smiled, looked at the workmanship of the cotton clothes, and praised softly: "Very talented, very good." ”

"Thanks, come, you can try!" Jin Ling took the clothes and compared them on her shoulders, and the extremely close distance still made her heart beat like a deer.

After Jian Junxi took it, he took a step back politely, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you to the female benefactor!" ”

Jin Ling's face stiffened, the corners of his lips pulled out a touch of bitterness, pursed his lips and said, "No thanks, then you try, I'll make breakfast." ”

"Okay." Jian Junxi nodded, turned around and walked towards the bathroom in the room.

The padded jacket made by Jin Ling fits very well, and a lot of cotton is added to it, even if she only wears one, it makes her feel very warm.

The little boy woke up and saw her standing in front of the mirror to sort out her clothes, sat up and rubbed her eyes, and asked in a daze, "Uncle, why do you want to be a monk?" ”

Jian Junxi turned his head slowly, walked over and picked up his clothes while saying earnestly: "You are still young, you will understand when you grow up." ”

"It's growing up again, I really want to sleep and grow as tall as my uncle, so that I can protect my mother."

Ming Ze pursed his lips, and his clear eyes were full of decadence.

Jian Junxi picked up a sweater and put it on his head, and chuckled: "Actually, even if Ming Ze can grow up overnight, he can't protect his mother." ”

"Why?" Ming Ze put his hand into his sweater and asked puzzledly.

"Because growing up is not only about the body, but also about the brain, if you don't learn more knowledge, even if you grow up, you are just a reckless man with strength and no brain.

There is a mountain and a mountain high, there are always stronger people, what should I do when I can't beat it? So, only knowledge is the way to change fate, you know? ”

Jian Junxi is like a loving father, helping the child get dressed while reasoning with him.

It's just that after hearing this, Ming Ze lowered his head and clenched his fists, as if he was enduring something......

Jian Junxi saw that his expression was abnormal, so he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't want to go to school!" Ming Ze pouted, and his tone was a little rushed.

Jian Junxi picked up his coat and draped it over his shoulders and asked softly, "Why don't you want to go to school?" ”

Ming Ze didn't seem to want to answer this question, don't overdo it.

Although Jian Junxi was puzzled, he was not reluctant, but silently helped him tidy up his clothes.

"Uncle!" The little guy suddenly called out with tears in his eyes.

"Huh?" Jian Junxi's eyes were slightly stunned, and he seemed to be a little unfamiliar with this title.

"Uncle, you ......" He hesitated for a moment, then changed his words and asked, "Uncle, have you been a monk since you were a child?" ”

"It's not." Jian Junxi helped him zip it up, and helped him bring the cotton shoes to the bedside.

"Does that uncle know how to play?" He asked as he put on his shoes, his dark eyes hinting at anticipation.

Jian Junxi raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "What ball?" ”

"Basketball, my dad used to take me to play, but since he died, I haven't played it again......"

Ming Ze lowered his head again after speaking, and his appearance made people feel indescribably distressed.

Jian Junxi turned his head to look out the window and asked suspiciously, "You have a basketball court here?" ”

(End of chapter)