The mall is not too far from Gu Yingqing's house, and it is okay to take a slow walk back when she comes, but she is overconsumed and too tired, so she decides to take a taxi.

In the shopping mall, Cheng Zhiyan was like visiting his own home, seeing strange food and drink, and saying that he could eat and buy.

He had dinner at home, Gu Yingqing had to measure how much he could eat, and he didn't dare to give it to him if it didn't seem to have much to add, and then he was afraid that he would be able to eat, so he said that he would buy it another day.

This guy actually turned his head and said, "It's okay, just eat today, I'll invite you to eat."

Raise your watch to show her Alipay balance, and then start ordering.

Gu Yingqing hurriedly stopped him, fighting wits and courage throughout the whole process, Cheng Zhiyan was not easy to fool, not only to divert his attention, but also to coax her with his heart, and choke her enough.

After getting into the car, Gu Yingqing took off his helmet and wiped his sweat with a tissue.

On the way to the unit building in the community, Cheng Zhiyan suddenly said, "Sister-in-law and aunt, you can hold my hand."

Gu Yingqing was holding the bag and some bits and pieces in his hand, and now he had an extra helmet, and said, "I can't pull my hand now, you can slide it yourself, okay?"

Cheng Zhiyan's tone became shy: "But I want to take it, you can hold it for me."

He took the grass-colored helmet and put it back on, blinking at her, "That's it."

Gu Yingqing couldn't resist and held his little hand with a smile.

Cheng Zhiyan walked on the scooter, slid two steps from time to time, sighed and said, "It's a pity, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Can you not work?"

Gu Yingqing said, "No, if you don't work, you won't have anything to eat."

Cheng Zhiyan thought thoughtfully: "Yes, if you think it's very hard, don't work, I can buy something for you to eat."

Gu Yingqing: "But people don't have enough to eat in life, there are also spiritual and material needs to be satisfied."

Cheng Zhiyan couldn't hear clearly: "What are these needs?"

Gu Yingqing couldn't understand such a macro topic thoroughly, so he could only try to explain to him simply: "It's like when you're full, but you still want to eat snacks, you still want to buy toys, you want to go rock climbing and surfing, you have to paint, and so on. We need to work to earn money to support our own needs, so that we can have more confidence and choices when doing what we want to do."

After saying that, she herself felt pale and untenable.

Having said that, once she falls into her previous situation, she can only be like a trapped beast to someone like Zhao Jin, who has a higher economic and social status than her.

She has long seen the rules of the jungle.

But the darkness under these lights can't be said to children, so it can be seen that parenting is also a problem.

"I see." Cheng Zhiyan nodded as if he understood.

One big and one small went upstairs, Gu Yingqing thought that this topic was quickly revealed, she couldn't discuss esoteric philosophical issues with children.

Cheng Zhiyan's words changed: "But my father has a lot of money, and he can give me whatever I want."

"What's his, if you don't work hard and don't have the ability, no matter how much he gives you, once he's gone, what will you do?" Gu Yingqing was stunned after speaking.

"Does it mean to be dead? He's not going to die, he's still young."

Gu Yingqing hurriedly covered his mouth, "Bah, bah."

Cheng Zhiyan blinked his eyes and learned from her "Bah, Bah, Bah".

Before going to bed, Cheng Zhiyan rolled sideways on the bed in her pajamas and asked her, "Sister-in-law and aunt, are you in love with my father?"

Gu Yingqing's heart was in turmoil, and what instantly came to mind was the phone call that Xingxing made to Yan Yan when he was in the mall.

She subconsciously said, "No."

Yan Yan hugged the pillow: "But you talked to that old woman before, and you said you have a boyfriend."

"What old woman?"

Cheng Zhiyan was so anxious that he sat up from the bed and gestured with his hand above his head: "It's the last time we slid down the skateboard downstairs, that mother-in-law with curly hair, I heard you all talking."

Gu Yingqing recalled that time, she wanted to discourage the aunt from continuing to ask her about her private affairs, introducing her blind date, and talking nonsense.

This kid has a good memory and is good at capturing details, so it's no wonder that she asks if she's in love with his dad.

After all, no father will often send his child to an ordinary family of the opposite sex.

Although he doesn't say it, and he can't produce evidence or logic, he may be able to perceive something.

Cheng Zhiyan asked again, "Then who is your boyfriend? Is it the uncle who came to your house last time?"

Except for Cheng Yuesheng, only Song Qiwen has come to his house.

Gu Yingqing said, "No."

Cheng Zhiyan lay on the bed, holding her chin and watching her wipe something on her face, "Then is your boyfriend as tall as my father?" Is my dad handsome? Is it good to have my dad?"

Gu Yingqing smiled perfunctorily: "Yes."

Cheng Zhiyan didn't believe it: "Can you show me a photo of your boyfriend?"

"You have too many questions, can you sleep?" Gu Yingqing got up from the dresser, sat on the edge of the bed, and picked him up to put him back in the quilt.

Cheng Zhiyan hugged her and didn't let go, hung on her like a little monkey, and asked her what she wiped, fragrant.

Gu Yingqing squeezed the bean-sized lotion and spread it on his fingers, "This way you are also fragrant."

Cheng Zhiyan lay on her for a while before lying down on the bed, and the question came out again, like a hundred thousand whys, imaginatively, and said that he had named the dog he met on the road, called Bell.

The reason was that the dog's eyes were large and bulging like bells.

Gu Yingqing accosted cooperatively, but this kid talked a lot and densely, and he could talk alone, one moment he talked to himself about what happened in his kindergarten, and the other time he said that his aunt and cousin quarreled, and he also learned her aunt's tone, pointing to the air and saying, "I'm so angry, there is really no one who makes me worry!"

At twelve o'clock, the child's speech gradually became confused, and he finally closed his eyes.

Gu Yingqing borrowed the table lamp to look at Cheng Zhiyan's side face, long and thick eyelashes, a straight but small nose bridge, and pursed lips.

The face is full of innocence that makes people's hearts soft.

She was stunned for a while, and thought to herself a little self-deprecatingly, she was getting more and more comfortable with her children, but it was not her own children that she was bringing.

She was a little tired, her eyes were closed, her thoughts were mixed, and she deliberately suppressed it.

As if from a dream, she suddenly woke up and closed her eyes forcefully, trying to ignore or continue to adjust to the unusual reaction of the occasional visit.

Her mind seemed to be a mess, she was worried and anxious, and she didn't want to figure out why, and she was restless and couldn't breathe well when she thought about it.

She quietly got up and went to the study.

Just in the past two days, she had some inspiration, she found a small celadon color pen washing jar, poured water and paint into it, and adjusted the antique background color.

Cao Bin came that day and brought a piece of news, saying that the painting with the theme of the 24 solar terms that she handed over before was selected for the art exhibition.