“Mom, look at my painting of turtle honey, okay?”
Su Qingyu sneered, “The painting is very good, very imaginative.”
“Mom, you are just too tolerant. With my brother’s rubbish painting, I can draw five kilograms a day.”
Wang Shu on the side didn’t even raise his head when he said this. Su Qingyu looked intently. Her pen was a majestic landscape painting, which was a world of difference from the landscape.
Su Jing was unconvinced and bickered with her, Su Qingyu was not surprised.
Xiao Wu didn’t take a pen, but was teasing a parrot with sunflower seeds.
Su Qingyu rubbed her head, hugged her in his arms, and walked to Fu Nanzhi’s side together.
Fu Nanzhi watched the last stroke of Qingchen fall attentively, and shouted, “Okay!Well written!”
Li Qingchen put down his pen, and the little face of Li Tingchen’s replica was extremely calm, “Mom.”
He walked towards Su Qingyu. Without the vivacity of a child at this stage, he had already learned what Li Tingchen said.
But the eyes that saw Su Qingyu were obviously brighter, and then they looked like children.
Su Qingyu put down Xiaowu, raised his hand and patted the gray on his shoulder that he didn’t know where to rub, with gentle eyebrows, “It’s very well written.”
“Thank you mom.”
It was just a casual compliment, and Li Qingchen’s ears were all red.
“This kid has a great future.”
After just one or two days of contact, Fu Nanzhi saw infinite possibilities from Li Qingchen.
After all, Fu Changqing still doesn’t have a girlfriend. Even if he gets married and has children now, Li Tingchen is far ahead of him for ten years.
Therefore, Fu Nanzhi also put his hope on Li Qingchen, intending to cultivate Li Qingchen well.
Su Qingyu just smiled, “Whatever you want, it depends on the child’s own creation and clearing the dust. You take your younger brothers and sisters back to the room. Your mother and great-grandfather have something to say.”
“Yes, mom.”
Li Qingchen left with a few children, and his gestures were also the dignity of the children of the family. Seeing Fu Nanzhi’s heart full of joy, he praised him again, “This child is really great, but it’s a pity that his surname is Li.”
Su Qingyu raised his lips and smiled: “Grandpa is planning to rob someone with the Li family?”
Fu Nanzhi touched his nose and felt a little guilty, “Cough, what is robbing people? Qingchen is your son. He originally had the blood of the Fu family, but he just took advantage of it.””
“Grandpa, when the second uncle meets the woman he loves, he can give birth to the eldest son of the Fu family.”