Jiang Shao wants to turn back

An Jingluo squatted on the ground and accompanied Jiang Huaizuo to look at the mushrooms. She prevented him from reaching out to pick and touch them, and told him softly that he should not touch wild plants with his hands.

"Why is it that the more beautiful the plant, the less you can touch it?" Jiang Huai's left big eyes were full of great doubts.

"Because most of the beautiful plants are poisonous, they confuse your eyes with their beautiful appearance, making you think that they will be safe when they look beautiful, and you will believe them wholeheartedly." An Jingluo didn't know that she was so Said Zuo Zuo will not understand.

"Will that be the case with beautiful people?" Aunt An is so beautiful, Dad is handsome, and Da Da in the kindergarten is also very cute. He likes them, wants to play with them hand in hand, and wants to be with them all the time.

"Some pretty people do this too, so Zuo Zuo has to listen to his father and grandparents, they love you the most and will never hurt you."

"Then will Aunt An love me forever?" Zuo Zuo asked earnestly with her small face up.

An Jingluo thought about it, and couldn't help holding him in his arms: "Yes, Aunt An will always love you like a family."

Jiang Li, who was standing quietly not far away, felt a pang of tenderness in his heart. The fateful family relationship of blood has a unique attraction. Even if he doesn't know the truth, it doesn't hinder his interaction and gradually deepening relationship.

The three of them walked and stopped, chatting and singing, but they didn't find it boring. What surprised Jiang Li was An Jingluo's physical strength. She who used to clamor for a rest before she had climbed a few steps, could climb so much now. I haven't shouted tired for a long time, the only change is that my face is getting more and more ruddy, and my eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

"Zuo Zuo is great. He hasn't been tired after climbing for so long. He's such a strong little man!" An Jingluo looked at Jianghuai Zuo, who was holding his breath and wanted to climb to the top of the mountain, and encouraged him with a smile on his face. Sweating, the logistics work is quite in place.

No matter how energetic they are, they are still children. After arriving halfway up the mountain a little earlier than Jiang Li expected, the three of them decided to take a short break to replenish their strength and rest for a while before continuing.

After finishing the simple lunch, Jianghuai Zuo didn't even take a nap, took An Jingluo to sit on the rock and began to show her his mood diary, explaining to her while reading it, An Jingluo laughed out loud laugh.

The two of them glanced at Jiang Li at the same time to see if they were there, and then they covered their mouths and smiled tacitly, which made Jiang Li, who was left alone to enjoy the beautiful scenery, feel very depressed and depressed.

Obviously, the three of them came out to climb the mountain together, so why did he feel like he was the extra one?It's fine that the kid from Zuo Zuo keeps pestering An Jingluo all the time, how could An Jingluo follow Zuo Zuo's example and ignore him?Could it be that the changes between them a few days ago were their own wishful thinking?
He stared unhappily at the two figures, one big and one small, who were whispering in front of him, and the bullet screen in his mind echoed a line of lyrics: "It's obviously a movie of three people, but I still can't have a name." No, he wants to have a name!

"Aunt Ann, look, this is the princess I drew based on the story my father told me."

An Jingluo followed the direction of his finger and saw a very abstract human silhouette. She didn't want to smile in front of Zuo Zuo and Jiang Li, but she couldn't help it. Looking at the painting for a while, she didn't know whether to praise Zuo Zuo. Zuo's skills are good, but Jiang Li's storytelling is so unique.

Jiang Li, who wanted to get his name into their relationship, immediately strode over when he heard a topic related to himself. Seeing An Jingluo's expression on his face, he was full of curiosity about the painting. .

As a result, the person who looked at the notebook in the next second could only vaguely see the outline of a person, and his head was covered with black lines. Is that what he said?Did he speak so badly?

"How can I be so bad at telling stories? Zuo Zuo, what did you draw?" Jiang Li asked Jiang Huai Zuo angrily and amusedly.

Jiang Huaizuo nodded with a serious face: "Yes, I drew the princess according to what my father said."

Jiang Li was angry for a while. He never told Zuo Zuo perfunctory stories, but occasionally created some short stories to lull him to sleep quickly. He finished describing the appearance in a few words, and besides, don't the princesses in fairy tales all look the same.

"What I'm telling you is a princess, but a person. What you draw has the outline of a person, and nothing else can be seen."

"I'm also painting a person. Didn't you see the one wearing a crown on his head, Dad?" Jiang Huaizuo explained his creative image not to be outdone.

"Are you really sure that he has the talent for painting?" Jiang Li looked up at An Jingluo directly, and asked this question that seems to have a big difference at present.

An Jingluo, who was watching the two father and son fighting, was stunned by Jiang Li's sudden question. She met Jiang Li's gaze in a daze, and then looked at the left and right who were staring at her seriously. For a while, she didn't know what to say. how to answer.

One is his own son, and the other is his son's father. This seems to be unacceptable to anyone. If you say yes, it is equivalent to indirectly admitting that Jiang Li's story is bad. If you say no, it is equivalent to directly hitting Zuo Zuo's young child. soul.

After weighing it over and over again, she decided to tell the truth: "Yes, Zuo Zuo has his own style in color control and screen design, which is a great talent."

As the voice fell, Zuo Zuo's joyful cheers and Jiang Li's eyes that wanted to cry without tears rang in her ears, which instantly hit her heart, and she hurriedly tried to find a way to appease this old man who might have sequelae of illness. dog.

"The essence of Zuo Zuo's painting should be to express the... uh, the difference of the princess in the story you told." This reason is really hard to find. Another aspect draws the difference of the princess."

Jiang Li looked at An Jingluo amusedly, frowning and looking at the painting racking his brains to justify himself, and what made him even happier was that the recent changes between the two were not his illusion.

An Jingluo seemed to really care about him more than before. For example, when he made a deliberately wronged look just now, she immediately changed her words to speak for him, which showed that she also had a place in her heart.

"What's different?" Seeing that she was so conflicted, Jiang Li smirked and added fuel to her fire, and asked her to explain in detail by asking her a more specific question.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, An Jingluo glared at him immediately, Jiang Li is such a bastard, the reason why she explained so much was not because of him, but he still made things difficult for himself in such a wicked way.

"Yes, yes, tell me, Aunt An, I want to know too~" An Jingluo, who was complaining about Jiang Li in his heart, felt a bigger psychological shadow when he heard Jiang Huaizuo's words. They are worthy of being father and son.