Now even Ning Yunxi, the mother who was a teacher, regretted the words she said to her son just now, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, you are the monkey you drew, not a real monkey, but the monkey you drew yourself."

"Isn't it a real monkey?" Leilei asked.

"Yes, it's not a real monkey."

"If it's so fat, it won't die, it's okay to be fat."

Leilei's little eyes looked at his mother like two little stars.

Ning Yunxi thought for a while and raised his hand: "Yes, my mother surrendered. What you and your second uncle painted are works of art. The artwork can be painted as you wish, creating whatever you want without pursuing reality. The question is, can you tell me why you painted a fat monkey?"

"I like it." Leilei said.

Ning Yunxi walked around for most of the time and suddenly found that he was led by his son. His son's logical thinking ability was completely beyond her expectations. His son knew very well what he said in every sentence he wanted to achieve.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the result is not surprising. Their son's math is often practiced by his second son, and his thinking has long been his own.

When she heard that her mother stopped talking, Leilei was dancing and twisting the yangko in the same place. Her mother was not allowed to say that what he and her second uncle drew was not a monkey. She was obviously a monkey, but she had a fat figure. The monkey's facial features were monkeys, just like humans.

The others watched in shock as Ning Yunxi was defeated by his son.

"It's not the first time." Grandpa Meng remembered that there was a defeat in front of his son last time.

Ning Yunxi didn't mind being defeated by her son at all. When giving birth, no parent wants her child to be better and smarter than herself. Only in this way can parents have a sense of accomplishment. Ning Yunxi squinted at her son and said to her son again: "Tell me to my mother, how do you think that the painting is definitely a monkey."

"When people saw it, they said it was a fat monkey, but wasn't it still a monkey?"

"What are you thinking about yourself or what your second uncle taught you?"

"Uncle II said that fat monkeys are also a kind of monkeys, which seems to be a relationship between subsets and sets."

This second child, draws a picture and never forgets to teach his children how to do math.

"Okay, you were comforted by your second uncle as soon as possible." Ning Yunxi rolled his eyes at his son after he figured out what was going on. Everyone was fooled by the uncle and nephew's previous appearance.

Meng Chencheng squeezed in from the middle and asked his nephew: "Did the second brother tell me if I have the drawings I have done?"

"Auntie, the painting is beautiful." Leilei opened his mouth and praised her, and applied honey to her little mouth.

Meng Chencheng looked embarrassed and asked again: "Is it true? What my second brother said?"

"Me." Leilei pointed his little finger at himself and praised his aunt as his job and could not be given to others.

The crowd around them all laughed.

"Forget it. Xiaowu, my second brother can't even speak for your painting." Meng Chenjun smiled and pushed his sister's shoulder, "We are the same bad paintings."

Meng Chencheng was so proud that her nephew was bulging and comforted by the fourth brother's words "same bad" later. At least she and her fourth brother were together at the bottom.

Lin Shangxian stood among the Meng family, feeling the lively atmosphere and warmth of the family, which made him very attached. Looking back, she was standing alone in the corner of the living room.
Chapter completed!