Hearing what Ming Ling said, Su wennuan was suddenly stunned and didn't know how to answer Ming Ling's words.

Because she saw some grievances in the eyes of Ming Ling.

Although his deep eyes looked at her with some seriousness, what precipitated in the seriousness was the grievances hidden at the bottom of his eyes.

If you don't know the Ming mausoleum, you can't see the light of forbearance at all.

It was because Su wennuan knew the Ming mausoleum too well that he saw the feelings in his eyes so thoroughly.

"Ming Ling, I actually......" Su wennuan wanted to explain.

But Ming Ling interrupted her, "you haven't given up the idea of helping brother I, have you?"

Ming Ling hit the nail on the head. He knew Su wennuan too well. Sometimes he was so stubborn that she wouldn't listen to anyone.

"I just think..." Su wennuan's voice was weak.

"Just feel sorry for them?" mingling asked, telling Su wennuan what he thought. "But have you ever thought that this way of life is their own choice? Why don't you know it's the life they want?"

Su wennuan was completely stunned and stared at the Ming Ling. He didn't know what to say.

Ming Ling continued, "Not everyone likes a plain and quiet life as much as you do. Not everyone likes a cup of warm water and a simple and non stimulating life as you do. What the first brother and fan Tongtong want may be the current life state. In fact, they enjoy it. If you meddle in their own affairs and disturb their life, it will be cruel to them. Do you understand?"

Ming Ling worked hard and frowned, educating Su Nuan like a child.

In his eyes, Su wennuan is always a child who hasn't grown up. He needs to worry about everything.

Su wennuan still frowned and pursed his lips, "who likes this way of life, mingling, don't lie to me..."

Ming Ling held his forehead and sighed heavily. There was a sense of helplessness and powerlessness that he couldn't understand with Su wennuan.

Seeing that Ming Ling seemed to be hurt, Su wennuan quickly circled Ming Ling's arm and comforted, "Ming Ling, don't be angry. I know what you mean, but I really can't think of it."

Sometimes it's really easy for people to walk into a dead end, but they can't turn around.

I understand the truth, but I can't understand it. I can't understand how someone likes to be abused and how someone likes that abnormal life.

It's not so much that I don't understand it as that I can't accept it.

"Forget it, go back today and think about it yourself." Ming Ling took away his hand holding his forehead and said powerlessly to Su Nuan.

Just about to drive away, he thought of something. He turned to Su wennuan and said, "you are not allowed to act without my permission. Do you hear me?"

Su wennuan easily agreed to this. She nodded, "well, I know. I won't mess around."

Ming Ling just drove away.

Take Su wennuan to the kindergarten to pick up pineapple and pineapple from school.

Along the way, Su wennuan was still immersed in the very human stimulation of seeing Yige and fan Tongtong just now.

There has been some panic in my heart.

As Ming Ling said, if Yige did this to her, she really had no choice and would feel very desperate.

She had thought about helping Yige before, but after seeing the situation between Yige and fan Tongtong, she thought she didn't have the courage to help him.

"Don't think too much. Everything is OK as usual." mingling said.

Hearing the voice of the Ming mausoleum, Su wennuan turned to look at him and sighed. She was still a little depressed. She lay weakly on the window to see the scenery coming and going outside.

When they came to the kindergarten, they had finished school, and many children had been picked up by their parents.

Miss Zhang is waiting for them there with pineapple and pineapple.

When Su Nuan and mingling came over, pineapple and pineapple's expression of loss and melancholy immediately became cheerful. The two hurried towards Su Nuan and mingling.

Bo Bo holds mingling's leg, looks up at him and says with a smile, "Dad, you're finally here..."

Strangely, Luo Luo also pulled the corners of Ming Ling's clothes and smiled, "Dad, you're late today..."

The two children acted strangely. They seemed to see only their father but not her mother.

In order to increase her sense of existence, Su wennuan walked over, gently brought Lola to her side, squatted down, smiled and said to Lola, "Lola, mom is standing here. Why didn't you see mom?"

Luo Luo's clear eyes looked at Su wennuan and said, "is Mom coming to pick us up or passing by?"

Su wennuan was stunned. She didn't understand why Luoluo asked. She blinked and said with some injuries, "of course mom came to pick you up. How could it be passing by?"

"But mom hasn't come to pick us up for a long time. I thought mom won't pick us up in the future." Luo Luo pursed her mouth slightly and said what she meant.

Su wennuan's heart beat hard, stood up and looked at the Ming mausoleum with sadness and remorse.

Now when she heard Luo Luo's words, she realized that she hadn't come to pick up the children for a long time. It was Ming Ling who came to pick them up.

Because they haven't come to school to contact them for a long time, they only believe in Ming Ling now.

Su wennuan suddenly realized that during this period, she only focused on her work, as if she really ignored her family, and even the children's trust in her gradually decreased.

Children at this age are the most sensitive stage of their hearts. If they don't spend more time with them, they will really have a bad relationship with themselves.

Su wennuan smiled awkwardly at Ming Ling, "you've been picking them up from school these days..."

"Well, I know you're busy." Ming Ling replied faintly and gave it to Su Nuan under the steps.

In this regard, he never accused Su wennuan and let her find it by herself.

Su wennuan hung his head in embarrassment. "In fact, I'm not busy. I've ignored my family recently."

"Know you're wrong?" Ming Ling asked.

For Su wennuan, a stubborn woman, Ming Ling knows that the more she instills ideas into her, the more she doesn't believe it. She has to let herself know her mistakes before she can realize what she did wrong.

Su wennuan nodded. "I know I'm wrong. I'll take more time to accompany them in the future."

With that, Su wennuan squatted down and picked up Luoluo. Her favorite gently pinched Luoluo's small face, "Luoluo, how about going home with her mother."

"But Dad promised us to go to McDonald's yesterday." Luo Luo pouted and looked at Ming Ling unhappily.

After listening, Su wennuan looked at the Ming mausoleum in surprise and blinked strangely.

He told the children that he didn't tell her when he took them to McDonald's. she didn't know the interaction between them at all. Suddenly, she felt like an outsider, out of touch with their life.

Ming Ling took the pineapple in one hand and reached out to touch the head of the pineapple. "Of course I'll go to McDonald's, mom forgot." he said, glancing at Su wennuan.

Su wennuan hung his head in shame and didn't say anything.

These days, she really has less interaction with the children, and of course she feels a little guilty.

"So it is, mom, let's go." Luo Luo suddenly laughed again, lying on Su wennuan's body and circling her neck. She was very happy.

"Hehe, Luoluo is so good..." Su wennuan was happy because Luoluo began to stick to herself again.

Bo Bo was led by Ming Ling to the side of the car, and several people sat in.

Su wennuan sat in the back seat with the children, and Ming Ling drove in front.

"Mom, the teacher taught us to draw today..." Luo took Su wennuan's arm and said something strange today.

"Oh? What does Luo Luo draw?" Su Nuan chats with Luo Luo in a soft voice.

"Luo Luo painted her father and mother holding her hand." Luo Luo said in a tender voice.

Su wennuan was very happy. "Luo Luo painted our family of four, didn't she?"

Luo Luo nodded like mashing garlic, "well, there are four in a family."

Su wennuan touches Luo Luo's head with satisfaction and sees Bo Bo sitting there blankly without talking. Su wennuan takes the initiative to find a topic to talk to him, "what about Bo Bo Bo, what did Bo Bo learn today?"

Bo Bo regained his mind and looked at Su wennuan without much emotion. "Bo Bo learned math and arithmetic today."

"Ah, Bo Bo began to learn arithmetic so soon. Does Bo Bo find arithmetic difficult?" Su wennuan said in a spirit shaking voice, trying to bring Bo Bo's mood up.

Bo Bo shook his head. "It's not difficult at all. It's too simple. I can do everything the teacher wants. I reviewed my textbook before. I can do those arithmetic as soon as I see it."

Looking at Bo Bo's innocent and serious expression, Su wennuan swallowed a mouthful of water in surprise. Now she found out that her son is a mathematical genius?

"Did Bo Bo tell the teacher?" Su wennuan continued.

Bo Bo shook his head. "When the teacher gave a lecture, I finished reading the whole book, and I knew it."

Upon hearing the news, Su wennuan quickly glanced at the Ming mausoleum in the front seat. It happened that the Ming mausoleum was also looking at them through the rearview mirror, and just ran into Su wennuan's eyes.

Ming Ling said, "let him be a sophomore next semester."

"Grade two?" Su wennuan was surprised. Bo Bo didn't even read grade one. How can he read grade two all of a sudden?

"Dad, what's grade two?" Bo Bo looked curiously at Ming Ling.

"In the second grade of primary school, arithmetic will be more difficult," Ming Ling explained to Bo Bo.

Bo Bo was immediately excited. "So it is. I want to be in grade two. Can I be in grade two now?"

Su wennuan opens her mouth slightly. She doesn't know what the situation is now. Why hasn't she been too close to the children for a while? They have changed so much?

That change is so big that she can't accept it!