Without the naughty kids making trouble, the whole ship became quiet.

Everyone was in the mood to enjoy the scenery.

The lake was very big. After floating on it for almost two hours, the family of three finally returned to the shore.

It's getting late, time for lunch.

There was no place to have lunch in the park, so after leaving the park, the family of three walked along the curb to look for a restaurant.

Finally, I walked two blocks and found a restaurant.

The boss has good cooking skills, the food is generous in quantity, delicious and affordable.

The family of three ate to their heart's content.

After paying the bill, I left the restaurant and pushed my bike. Oh my god, both the front and rear tires were flat.

Ye Linxing bent down to check, and after glancing around, he said with a rather amused look, "The valve core has been pulled out."

Jian Yuelan looked around and asked, "Did the mechanic pull it out?"

"no."

If it was pulled out by a mechanic, there should be a mechanic nearby.

But he looked around and found nothing.

"It must be a prank."

Regardless of whether it was a prank or not, the fact that the valve core was pulled out is an ironclad fact.

"How do we get back now?"

"Push it and see if there's a car repair shop nearby."

That's all we can do.

After walking three streets, they finally found a car repair shop with the help of passers-by.

Upon learning that the valve cores of both the front and rear tires had been pulled out, the boss said with a strange look on his face, "Inflating tires is free, and each valve core is seven cents."

Ye Linxing nodded and signaled him to install it.

The boss took out the valve core and started working on it. He squatted beside him and chatted with the boss.

As they were chatting, the child keenly realized that something was wrong. Why did he feel like his father was trying to trick him?

It's just a cliché.

The boss was not good at hiding his emotions. Not only Ye Linxing but also Jian Yuelan could tell from the change in his expression that he knew the inside story.

He was quite tight-lipped, but it was no use being tight-lipped when facing Ye Linxing, as he got the truth out of him in just a few words.

The boss had nothing to do with the valve core being pulled out, but he knew who did it.

Of course, there’s no use knowing that.

Because he was a fool with a mental problem. All he did all day was eat, drink, play and make trouble. He was almost like a three or four-year-old child.

My hands are itchy and I want to pull out everything I see.

"You guys, just consider yourself unlucky."

The boss sighed and said, "The child's legs were not good at first, but he was smart. Later..."

Sighing again, he said helplessly, "His head was broken again, and he doesn't have many relatives. He lives on the food that comes from the neighbors."

"Wait a moment, I'll go get you some change."

With that, he went back to the store with a melancholy look on his face to find the money.

Jian Yuelan and the others looked at each other.

Soon, the boss came back with sixty cents.

"Give."

"Thanks!"

Ye Linxing took it and put it in his pocket, "Let's go, let's go to the library."

He lifted the child up and placed him on the horizontal bar, his legs supporting the bicycle path, "Zhizhi, come up."

Jian Yuelan got on the back seat.

"You can go now."

Ye Linxing rode away on his bike.

On the way, a child asked why his head was broken. Ye Linxing quickly taught him that the head looks very hard, but it is actually very fragile.

Protect your head.

"I remember that."

The child nodded and touched his head with his little hand, "I will definitely protect my head well."

Half an hour later, the family of three arrived at the library, borrowed a bunch of books, and went to the Cultural Palace to accompany the child to drum class.

The entire class lasted only ten minutes before it stopped. The reason was simple: the child pierced the drumstick.

It was such a big drum, but he hit it with his hammer and it burst and broke.

The child was dumbfounded, and the teacher and classmates were also dumbfounded when they saw the broken drumhead and the drumstick broken into two pieces.

Jian Yuelan covered her face with her hands. It was over. The drum lesson was probably the shortest instrument lesson for children.

"Wife, what should we do now?"

Ye Linxing was so panicked that he was at a loss, fearing that the child would be beaten up by a group of people.

"Pay me money!"

Jian Yuelan supported her waist and slowly walked into the classroom. Under the teacher's helpless gaze, she smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, teacher. Our child is a bit strong. How much does this drum cost? We will compensate you."

"I'm sorry, teacher. I didn't mean it."

The child followed suit and apologized. The teacher looked at the mother and son, who had similar expressions, took a deep breath and smiled at Jian Yuelan, signaling her not to be anxious. Then he pulled up his pants, squatted down, and looked straight into the child's eyes.

"Didn't the teacher tell you to be gentle with your strength?"

"I didn't control it."

So that's it.

The teacher was silent for a while, then touched his head and said to Jian Yuelan, "Mom Ye, Dou Dou is not suitable for the bass drum. I think he can learn the cymbals."

"How about I introduce him to Teacher Zhou?"

Jian Yuelan's eyes suddenly widened. It was really not interesting to learn to play the cymbals. Their power was almost the same as that of the suona.

Whenever she thought of her child practicing cymbals at home, she felt like her hair stood on end.

However, it is not easy to refuse directly.

"I'm fine with either. The main thing is to take care of the children."

My son, I have made great sacrifices for your hobby.

"Dou Dou, would you like to learn to play the cymbals?"

The child thought about it seriously. Is he willing to learn?

I don't really have any strong thoughts.

Thinking of this, he said with an expression of having seen through the world and having no desires, "Teacher, I have thought about it carefully. I am not suitable for learning a musical instrument."

"I decided to give up."

The teacher's eyes suddenly widened. "Give up?"

The child is very resilient and has a good personality. It can be said that many teachers and children in the Cultural Palace like him.

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