The little guy's mood suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny!

He didn't eat the candy anymore. He walked over with his legs moving. He looked at Gu Qingcheng's belly with his eyes wide open with curiosity.

"Mengmeng...Mengmeng will be your big sister from now on!"

"From now on, all brothers and sisters must follow Meng Meng!"

"Yes." Gu Qingcheng touched the little guy's head, "Sister must set a good example for the younger brothers and sisters!"

“It’s a must!”

The little girl was very confident. She thought to herself that as the older sister, she was standing in front with great dignity.

The scene with younger brothers and sisters following behind.

Just thinking about it makes me feel domineering!

She will definitely protect them well!

What worries could children have?

It comes quickly and goes quickly.

After Gu Qingcheng calmed Lu Mengmeng down, he took her hand and walked to the kitchen step by step.

What Zhang Ma cooks is very much to her taste.

I specially made a hawthorn soup, mixed with some raisins, wolfberries and other things, and it tasted very good.

Gu Qingcheng picked up a piece of food for Lu Mengmeng and asked.

"Mengmeng, have you had fun at your aunt Fengfeng's house these days?"

Lu Mengmeng really missed the food Zhang Ma cooked and ate it with relish.

He also took the time to answer his mother's questions.

"I am happy, and I am full, that's it..."

"What is it?" Gu Qingcheng thought she was going to confess the fact of stealing Wangcai's food.

Unexpectedly, the little guy took a sudden turn.

"Grandpa Lu is just too stupid. Mengmeng deliberately gave in to him, but he still couldn't beat Mengmeng."

The little guy stretched out his two hands and gestured a number.

"67 times! 67 times! In just three days, Grandpa Lu lost to Meng Meng 67 times and never won once."

Gu Qingcheng: ...

This girl is really amazing.

Even more incredible things are yet to come.

Lu Mengmeng added: "Grandpa Lu still wants to play with me. As a baby, it's hard for Mengmeng to refuse the old man, so I can only sneak back."

Lu Shiyan's mouth also twitched.

It seems that this is how my daughter came back.

If this hadn't happened, wouldn't I not want to go home for a year or two?

I am so happy here that I don’t want to leave.

The little guy stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a chicken leg.

"Mom, even though Mengmeng likes Aunt Fengfeng and their boy Wangcai very much, Mengmeng still loves you."

"Mom, kiss."

The little guy put down the chicken leg, walked over and kissed Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng touched her head, intentionally teasing her.

"But mom wants to eat Mengmeng's chicken legs, what should I do?"

The little guy hesitated for a moment, blinked his eyes, and then handed the chicken leg to Gu Qingcheng with a look of grief.

"Mom, I'll give it to you! Mengmeng, you're not a stingy child!"

"Yes, yes, Mengmeng is the most generous." She was so generous that she only gave her the chicken bones.

Gu Qingcheng: ...

The family ate in harmony.

And just at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

Lu Fengfeng rushed in at this time: "Qingcheng, where is Qingcheng?"

Gu Qingcheng stood up quickly: "What's wrong, Fengfeng, what's the matter?"

As soon as Lu Fengfeng came in, he set his sights on Lu Mengmeng.

He walked to Lu Mengmeng's side in two or three steps, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the little girl.

"Mengmeng, why did you come back so suddenly? I was so scared when I couldn't find you when I got home just now."

The little guy waved his hands and asked in confusion: "Aunt Fengfeng, I clearly left a letter for you, didn't you see it?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned this, but as soon as he did, Lu Fengfeng's lips twitched.

She swallowed and took out a piece of paper from the bag.

"Isn't this the letter you left for me?"

The piece of paper in Lu Fengfeng's bag had become a mess. Gu Qingcheng looked along the light and clearly saw a bunch of horizontal lines drawn on the paper.

I guess it must be Lu Mengmeng’s masterpiece.

Lu Fengfeng simply spread the paper on the table.

This time even Lu Shiyan couldn't help but rub his forehead.

On the white paper, there was a stickman drawn, jumping around, with an arrow next to it, and a gust of wind in the sky.

The arrow points to a house.

Just a few strokes expressed the little guy's thoughts.

Lu Mengmeng, a smart little girl, walked over and answered.

She pointed at the wind and said, "This is what Aunt Fengfeng meant."

Pointing at the stickman: "This means Meng Meng!"

Pointing at the arrow: "This means back!"

Pointing at the house: "This means Mengmeng's house!"

Put together, it is -

Aunt Fengfeng, Mengmeng is home!

The little fellow repeated it earnestly, without a single stroke.

But a painting conveys the complete meaning!

Everyone's lips were chattering.

Lu Shiyan said softly beside his wife.

"Wife, you always say that Nian Nian's paintings are quite abstract... our daughter's paintings are not bad either."

Gu Qingcheng: ...

The little guy, being smart as a child, took the paper away.

"Mengmeng can't write, but she can draw! Aunt Fengfeng, you didn't understand what Mengmeng meant. Mengmeng is so sad that she's about to cry."