Chapter 282

Li Shuyi and several other uncles also nodded and agreed, saying that they had experienced similar contempt. The old man could not keep up with the times. He really felt sad.

They all said so. What else can Feng Lanchu say?

We can only take over the task.

Today is the first day to go to work, Fenglan can't grasp the driving time at the beginning. It was sent directly by Uncle Xiong.

After work, she planned to stop a car outside, only to see a familiar black SUV.

As like as two peas, the car is just like the car of the emperor's Huai Xiang, the two are just different license plates.

Needless to say, you know who the owner is. Fenglan walks past quickly.

As soon as he got close to the back window, he rolled it down, and a round, soft, cute little face came out: "Hello, mom."

Feng LAN is moved to the back seat by the soft and cute fat Nuo. As soon as she gets on the bus, she immediately hugs her son to her arms and gives her a big kiss.

"What are you doing here?"

Jiang Anzhi in the front seat took a look at her, but said nothing.

Jiang Che is a change just now smile face, feeble ground pour into breeze LAN beginning of bosom coquettish say

"Let's pick mom up from work."

"Oh? Why are you so unhappy when you pick up mom from work? "

The breeze haze beginning embraces him to care about to see: "we go fishing, is this young master sick to make?"

Jiang Che is still indifferent to Feng Lanchu's ridicule and nestles in her mother's arms for comfort.

“？”

Feng LAN Chu looked at him strangely: "what's the matter?"

Ah! Jiang Che continued to sigh in his arms at the beginning of the wind.

Jiang Anzhi took a look in the rearview mirror and said faintly, "his admission procedures have been completed."

Oh

It turned out that someone was going to the kindergarten.

Wind LAN first took a look at the young master who was trying to win sympathy in his arms.

"Fishing doesn't want to go to school?"

Jiang angling raised his eyelids: "Mom, you think it's too early, don't you?"

"Why don't you want to go?"

"I'm not weaned yet." Jiang Che said that his whole face was buried in Feng Lanchu's arms. He didn't want to go to the boring kindergarten. He wanted to play with Ms. Xiao Feng or write at home with his father. Save the children.

Jiang Anzhi looks in the rearview mirror at Jiang Che, who is intimately depending on the beginning of the wind and haze. He doesn't like his eyes a little.

Fenglan didn't notice at the beginning, and he chatted with jiangche in his arms seriously.

"Actually, drinking milk can't be the basis for judging a person's size. Mom and dad also drink milk, so we don't have to work? Just play every day? "

Jiang Che body meal, did not say a word.

Feng Lanchu gently patted him on the back: "like small animals, human beings must experience collective life to become better. Don't you envy dad so much that so many people like him? That's because he has experienced a long collective life to accumulate energy. As long as you sincerely integrate into the collective, you will also become a favorite person like your father. "

In the way of educating children, the father is always the best example. When you want your child to develop in a certain direction, take the father as an example, the child will always accept it.

Jiang Che also likes this. As soon as he can be as good as Jiang'an, his whole life will be different.

"And last kindergarten experience class, I think you did a great job. You can do it. Do you believe in yourself?"

Wind haze at the beginning of good or bad words down, Jiang Che also understand pull teammates hopeless, can only reluctantly nod.

As the only vulnerable group in the family, apart from nodding, what else can we do?