Chapter 271

After eating, Teng Yiyang lies on the sofa and continues to brush Ji'an's Micro blog.

Last time, he had not finished reading all the contents, especially the articles she adapted this time.

Every cartoon is Husky's daily life, some funny, some stupid, and some cute.

Some make people laugh, others make people laugh.

Relaxed and warm, both funny and funny, but also close to life, not boastful, humor with positive energy.

It's no wonder that those who comment are not only students and mothers, but also office workers, both men and women.

Usually at the end of the day, study, work and life have been exhausted, and the body seems to be hollowed out. If you look at the details, your body and mind will relax.

Unknowingly, Teng Yiyang has been from the first brush to the last serial.

You don't have to guess. The protagonist in it must be a sophomore.

Think of that stupid ha, Teng Yiyang laughs.

It can be imagined that it has added a lot of fun to the life of An'an and Shuibao.

Teng Yiyang touched his chin, as if to give some reward.

A minute later, Secretary Yang received a message.

Boss: buy some bags of dog food and send them to my office on Monday.

Secretary Yang has been working overtime with the boss all day and night for a long time. After a good night's sleep, he didn't think that once he opened his eyes, he received the task again.

After the last modern romance president girl book, this time it became dog food.

He is at least the Secretary of the top leader of the listed company. He is well-trained. How come the trend of work content has become more and more strange recently?

Boss, there's something wrong with your setup recently!

Tengyi Yang did not know the Tucao of subordinates, and he saw the time of his eyes. How could he make complaints about five hours?

Since she knows that she also lives in this community, there is no need to wait, just come to the door directly.

He went upstairs to change his clothes and went out.

Ji an opened the door to see him, not surprisingly.

As soon as Shuibao heard his voice, he threw down his things and flew away.

"Baba, didn't you say you would pick us up at five o'clock?"

Teng Yiyang said with a smile, "because I want to sleep treasure too much, so my father came here in advance."

Ji'an hummed in his heart. I'm afraid it was because she broke the secret. He didn't have to pretend to save the time of "driving" here!

Teng Yiyang glanced at her expression of disapproval and picked up her son with a smile, "go, dad will play with you."

Who knows the son righteous words to refuse him, "Baba, I'm not a child, can't always think of playing."

Teng Yiyang was surprised, "what do you want to do?"

Sleeping treasure took an exercise book, "granddad gave me homework, I want to do a problem, Baba, if you are OK, help me check if there is any mistake."

He knew about the old man's teaching his son to learn. But when he opened the book and saw the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, he could not help but suspect that he had gone to a fake kindergarten.

He couldn't help asking Ji An'an, "if I remember correctly, multiplication and division are primary school knowledge. Shuibao is not yet in kindergarten."

"When Shuibao was two years old, he already knew how to count within 100. After a few days' teaching of addition and subtraction, Teng became proficient and continued to teach."

Teng Yiyang sums up a sentence from Ji'an's words. He can't help but let his son be smart.

"It seems that my son inherited my IQ."

It's narcissistic.

Ji An holds the drawing board and gives the place to the father and son. He goes to the studio to compose the picture.

Seeing her go, Teng Yiyang is a little sad. He also thinks that the three members of the family can stay together, but they are under the same roof.

Teng Yiyang checked his son's book and found that the correct rate was 100%. He could not help rubbing his son's head. He was worthy of being his son. It was wonderful.

"Son, what else can you do besides mathematics?"

Sleeping Bao counted with his fingers, "painting, calligraphy, Rubik's cube, harmonica, chess, painting was learned from Mommy, calligraphy was taught by my great grandfather, Rubik's cube and jigsaw were taught by my uncle, harmonica was taught by my second uncle, chess was taught by my great grandfather. My great grandfather said that Chinese chess is broad and profound, and it takes time to accumulate, so I haven't learned chess and go."

Teng Yiyang didn't expect so many things at a young age. Could he be a gifted teenager?

At the end, Shuibao looked up curiously, "Baba, what can you do?"

He didn't know much about Baba. He wanted to know more about Baba when he had a chance. So he grabbed Baba's thigh and asked for it with bright eyes.

His eyes touched his son's curiosity. Teng Yiyang held his son in his arms and seriously recalled, "what Dad can do, except harmonica, those dads you mentioned are basically good. When he was young, he was active, skateboarding was not a problem. When he was older, he was boxing, skiing, playing Jita, and racing in adulthood."Teng Yiyang picked out a few things that children could understand and told them to his son.

He grew up from small to big, he had nothing to play with.

But since the four years when he was overwhelmed by his work, he seldom played.

Sleeping treasure sends out exclamation, "Baba is so fierce! I also want to know so much about Baba. "

Teng Yiyang, tell your father gently what you want to learn

Shuibao danced with joy.

Children are easy to be happy and satisfied.

Teng Yiyang chuckled.

Sleeping treasure took out a chess box, put it on the table and asked, "my gobang is very powerful, oh, Baba, can you?"

Teng Yiyang pretended to be distressed, "it seems not."

Shuibao immediately patted his chest, "then I'll teach you."

"Good."

So they began to teach and learn in the hall.

The door of the studio was not closed so that Ji An could know what was going on outside.

When Teng Yiyang said she couldn't play Gobang, her hand slipped and her drawing was crooked.

She rubbed it with an eraser, her eyes drifting away.

He taught her Gobang.

He learned everything very quickly, so he taught her a lot of things, except painting.

She regained her mind, abandoned the distractions in her mind, and ordered herself to concentrate on the sketch.

Time passed quickly. When she finished the preliminary drawing, she twisted her neck and looked out. It was already dark and she frowned. Was it too late?

She looked at the time. It was only five o'clock.

When she came out of the studio, she saw a dog sitting on the carpet, staring out of the window.

Hearing the news, Shuibao turned back and said, "Mommy, it's going to rain. Shall we go out for dinner?"

The weather in city a is changing. The sun is still shining at noon, and now it's cloudy.

This question Ji An has just thought about, "then don't go out, let's eat at home."

Shuibao nodded, then seemed to think of something, raised his finger to Teng Yiyang, "what about Baba? Will Baba be left to eat? "

I remember Baba said that mummy was angry with him, but she has not eliminated her anger!

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