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Xiao Miaomiao sat quietly beside him, her eyes focused on Leng Yichen.

She noticed Leng Yichen's slightly awkward movements when he picked up the paintbrush and wanted to go forward to give him some instructions. But when she found out that Leng Yichen had already started painting, she decided not to disturb him, but gently opened the water cup beside her and sipped the warm water leisurely.

At the same time, she cast her eyes towards the white swan swimming gracefully in the lake, her lips curled up slightly, and she was secretly happy: "Well, not bad, it seems that the material for tomorrow's painting has been found."

However, Xiao Miaomiao soon realized that the stool she was sitting on seemed a little short, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

So she simply lay down on the soft grass, stretched her body and enjoyed the comfort. Then, she turned her head to look at Ah Huang not far away, smiled and waved to it.

Ah Huang ran over happily, but suddenly stopped half a meter away from Xiao Miaomiao and did not pounce on her impulsively as he did before.

Obviously, this was because Zhang Jie and others had previously taught him to keep a distance so as not to collide with Xiao Miaomiao.

Xiao Miaomiao looked at Ah Huang's eyes that were full of grievance and expectation, and felt pity.

She reached out her hand and gently stroked Ah Huang's head, saying softly: "Ah Huang, I must have scared you yesterday. I'm so sorry! But I also want to thank you for taking me to appreciate those beautiful scenery. It was really great!

In two days, I will go there to paint. Of course, thank you for bringing others to find me, otherwise I don’t know when I will faint again. "

Ah Huang seemed to understand what Xiao Miaomiao said. His eyes sparkled with joy and he jumped excitedly.

Its tail wags as if it is dancing, revealing its inner joy and satisfaction.

On the other side, Leng Yichen was concentrating on the canvas, completely unaffected by any external distractions.

The paintbrush in his hand is like a nimble dancer, freely spreading colorful melodies.

At this moment, an unprecedented brilliance flashed in his eyes, as if the whole world existed only for him.

Xiao Miaomiao simply took Ah Huang to see the swans. She and Ah Huang were very well behaved. They just stood in the distance and watched quietly without going up to disturb them.

After all, swans are timid by nature and might fly away if disturbed, which would be a pity.

In fact, Xiao Miaomiao only discovered by chance yesterday that there were swans in this place, and she couldn't help feeling a little surprised and curious.

Just as Xiao Miaomiao was immersed in the beauty of the swan, a maid came over and reminded her that it was time to go back.

Xiao Miaomiao reluctantly turned her eyes away from the swans, but before leaving, she couldn't help but take out her phone to take a few photos, so that even if she couldn't see the swans the next day, she could always take them out to reminisce. She felt a little regretful that there were no black swans among these swans.

"Young Madam, the child is still drawing there." The maid reminded softly.

Xiao Miaomiao turned around and saw the child still standing there quietly, concentrating on drawing. She smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll go see him. By the way, has his family come to see him?"

The maid shook her head and replied, "Not yet. I just went to ask Madam Zheng about it. She said she didn't know the child and didn't know who he belonged to. And I tried to communicate with the child several times, but he seemed to be completely immersed in the world of painting and ignored me, so I had no way of knowing where he lived."

When Xiao Miaomiao heard this, she could only go over to see what was going on. When she walked to Leng Yichen's side, she found that he had stopped writing and looked up at Xiao Miaomiao.

Xiao Miaomiao couldn't help but be attracted and began to observe the painting carefully.

Xiao Miaomiao looked at the painting and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

Because the painting drawn by Leng Yichen is exactly the same as the one drawn by Xiao Miaomiao before! Although Leng Yichen's painting style seems a little immature, both the lines and colors perfectly restore the charm of the original work.

Xiao Miaomiao couldn't help but exclaimed: "Little friend, are you also studying painting? Your painting talent is really amazing!"

She made no secret of her admiration for Leng Yichen's talent.

Old Madam Li was also watching quietly at the side. She first looked down at the work that Xiao Miaomiao had drawn on the ground, and then looked at the little boy's painting.

She agreed with Xiao Miaomiao's evaluation, and it can indeed be seen that this child has a very high talent for painting.

Xiao Miaomiao continued to praise: "When I was your age, I had just started to pick up the paintbrush, but you can copy such beautiful paintings. You are much better than me." Her tone was full of sincerity and encouragement.

Leng Yichen's already slightly red cheeks turned even redder after hearing these words. He was obviously a little embarrassed, but at the same time he was happy to get Xiao Miaomiao's affirmation.

Seeing Leng Yichen being so cute, Xiao Miaomiao couldn't help laughing: "I'm serious! You are really great. When did you learn to draw?" she asked curiously.

Leng Yichen replied in a soft, baby voice: "Just now."

Xiao Miaomiao was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. She looked at the little boy in front of her in disbelief and asked again: "Just now? You mean you only took a look at the painting I drew and then drew it yourself? You have never drawn before, right?"

Leng Yichen looked at the painting and nodded seriously.

A couple standing not far away were also shocked because they found it incredible that their son would respond to other people's questions.

It turned out that when they came out to look for someone, they met Zhang Jie. Zhang Jie thought of the little boy sitting next to him watching Xiao Miaomiao drawing, so he brought them out to look for someone. He was not sure whether the little boy was the son they were looking for.

But now seeing their appearance, I am sure it is true.

"Wow, you are such a little genius! You can copy my painting after just looking at it once." Xiao Miaomiao was very surprised. She reached out and gently rubbed Leng Yichen's hair, praising him.

Then, she asked with concern: "Little boy, where do you live? Can I take you home?"

She wanted to go home, but she was worried about leaving him alone here, so she decided to take him home first.

Leng Yichen shook his head and pointed at the painting and said, "Paint, sister, paint."

When Jin Huan heard Leng Yichen's voice, her eyes were full of disbelief and surprise. Her son could speak, so did this mean that his autism had improved?

Leng Zijun was also very excited and shed tears. His son could speak, and his voice was so beautiful.

Then could he expect him to call him dad?