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When Xiao Miaomiao heard Jin Huan ask her to accept him as a disciple, she was very surprised: "Well... Actually, I only graduated from the art major. You want your son to become my disciple, shouldn't you think carefully about it?"

"I usually paint for my family. I have never taught others, let alone being a master. In comparison, your son has a great talent for painting."

Xiao Miaomiao looked at Jin Huan seriously and continued to suggest: "You can definitely help him find a better teacher to guide his studies."

"I just asked him. He had never been exposed to painting before, but he was able to copy my paintings just by watching me. It's really amazing." Xiao Miaomiao looked at her and said.

Jin Huan and Leng Zijun then looked at the painting in their son's hand and the painting in Xiao Miaomiao's hand.

They are indeed exactly the same, the scenery and color tones are the same, but Xiao Miaomiao's lines are smoother and more beautiful, while Leng Yichen's are a little childish.

But overall, it is just as Xiao Miaomiao said, it is really amazing that a five-year-old child can copy such a work in his first time picking up a paintbrush.

Jin Huan and Leng Zijun didn't know how to appreciate paintings, but they could see that Xiao Miaomiao's paintings gave people a sunny feeling, which made people love them at first sight.

Although they knew nothing about the so-called great painter, they couldn't help but feel gratified to see their son showing such talent.

However, when Jin Huan looked at the gentle and kind Xiao Miaomiao, she decided to respect her son's idea.

Jin Huan slowly squatted down, her eyes filled with tears, and she asked softly: "Yichen, can you hear your mother talking?"

"Do you want this aunt to be your teacher?" Jin Huan asked softly, her eyes falling on Leng Yichen with expectation. "It means that you can learn painting from her in the future. If you want, mom will help you ask her to accept you." After saying this, Jin Huan's voice couldn't help but choke up a little.

Leng Yichen looked at his mother quietly, watching the tears sliding down her face, and felt a little pain in his heart. He gently raised his hand, stroked Jin Huan's cheek, and then whispered, "Mom, yes."

When Jin Huan heard her son's answer, tears burst out like a dam breaking. She could no longer suppress her inner excitement and joy. She hugged Leng Yichen tightly and burst into tears.

Leng Yichen looked at his mother's painful expression, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Leng Zijun stood up, walked to Xiao Miaomiao, and comforted her softly: "I'm sorry for scaring you. But thank you very much."

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and continued, "My son is born with autism. We didn't find out about this problem until last year. Hearing him speak today and calling me mom and dad meant a lot to us, so we couldn't control our emotions."

Leng Zijun's voice was slightly choked with sobs as he continued, "Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, we might never have had the chance to hear him speak. Your appearance gave us hope. Thank you!"

After hearing this, Xiao Miaomiao looked at Leng Yichen in shock, her eyes full of disbelief and confusion. "Children of the stars?" she repeated softly, as if trying to understand this unfamiliar word.

Leng Zijun nodded heavily, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, "Yes, he is the child of the stars."

Xiao Miaomiao once again cast her gaze towards Leng Yichen, carefully observing his expression and behavior. His eyes were focused on the painting in his hands, and he seemed to be unaware of everything around him.

His mother was sobbing beside him, but he was not affected at all and did not show any emotional fluctuations or reactions.

This cold expression was completely different from the Leng Yichen she knew before, and she began to realize that there was indeed something special about this child.

Xiao Miaomiao recalled the conversation she had just had with Leng Yichen. He had no reaction to her questions, except for the one about the paintings, his babyish voice calling her sister, and his love for paintings.

She mistakenly thought he was just a cold child. However, now it seems that these are common manifestations of autism.

"Is this true? I don't mean anything else, I just didn't notice it just now. And the way he looked at the painting was really dazzling. I think you can really support him in painting. He likes it very much." Xiao Miaomiao looked at the couple seriously and said.

She was not wrong, the child did have a strong interest and talent in painting.

"We will support him as long as he likes it, and I think painting will be the bridge for him to communicate with the world, so my wife and I have the same idea, I hope you can be his teacher." Leng Zijun said sincerely.

He knew his son needed a special guide, and Xiao Miaomiao seemed to be that person.

"By the way, my name is Leng Zijun, I'm a retired soldier, and now I work at the police station. My wife Jin Huan is a doctor. If you have any requests, just let me know. We can see that he likes you very much, and you are the first person who can make him speak. I think this is also fate."

Leng Zijun looked at Xiao Miaomiao and said, he hoped to meet any of Xiao Miaomiao's needs to ensure that she was willing to be his son's teacher.

Xiao Miaomiao was a little hesitant, she didn't know whether she should accept the invitation. After all, being a teacher is not an easy job, and she was worried that it would delay the child's education.

Grandma Li suddenly looked at Leng Zijun and asked, "Leng Feng is your grandfather, right?"

Leng Zijun was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Grandma Li actually knew his grandfather. He nodded and replied, "Yes, old lady, do you know my grandfather?"

"I know you. You look a lot like your grandfather when he was young." Grandma Li said with emotion.

"Our two families were neighbors back then. Are your grandparents and the others doing well?" Grandma Li looked at him and asked.

"My grandparents passed away three years ago." Leng Zijun looked at Grandma Li and said.

Grandma Li felt sorry when she heard this, "You are in such a hurry to come out to find the child. I guess you haven't even had breakfast yet. Come home with me. You are hungry, but the child can't go hungry." Grandma Li felt distressed when she knew what happened to Leng Yichen.

Leng Zijun and Jin Huan felt a little embarrassed when they heard this. It was always a bit rude for them to come empty-handed. They wanted to refuse and visit again later.

Leng Yichen had already broken free from Jin Huan's arms, ran to Xiao Miaomiao and held her hand.

Jin Huan looked at her son's actions and did not refuse again, "Madam, sorry to bother you." Jin Huan still hoped to ask Xiao Miaomiao to be her son's teacher. Xiao Miaomiao gave her hope.