"How did he learn to lie at such a young age..."

On the other end, Liang Zhirou heard from Chen Lu about the real reason Chen Yunqi went to school, and one side of her cheek slowly puffed up like a pufferfish.

"Oh dear, they're just kids."

After Chen Lu figured it out, he didn't care so much.

Not to mention, you really can't blame the pigs in his pen for this.

"Even children won't do it."

Liang Zhirou recalled how Xiao Xunfang looked when she caused trouble when she was a child, and angrily rolled up her sleeves.

With her right cheek now slightly puffed out, she looks absolutely adorable.

However, Chen Lu was still greatly shocked by this, "You finally had the heart to hit the child?"

That's how it should be! What's that poem again: "A loving mother's sword cleaves her wandering son's body..."

他这当爹的从小被王晓霞揍到大，俩小家伙却至今没感受过那种火辣辣的母爱。

Such a childhood is incomplete.

"I... I was just pretending..." Liang Zhirou's previous momentum collapsed instantly. "But Yunqi isn't really old enough to understand things yet, we can't just pretend we don't know, can we?"

I'm genuinely a little worried; educating children is indeed a very difficult thing.

“It’s a minor issue. There’s no need to lecture him directly about this.” Chen Lu’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips. “You have to trust our child’s intelligence.”

Without realizing it, Liang Zhirou retreated to the wall, pressing her back tightly against it, and looked at the man warily.

The next day.

The couple had been lying in wait for the suspect, Chen, in their living room for some time.

With nothing to do, Chen Lu pulled out some old photos from his drawer to look at.

I filmed so many of these back then because I thought it would be very meaningful to look back on them with Liang Zhirou when we're in our seventies or eighties.

I'm not even seventy or eighty years old yet, but I already have very deep feelings about it.

He flipped to a photo of Liang Zhirou taken when they first met, showing him looking a bit silly in a school uniform from the Republican era. He looked at the girl turning her face away, blushing shyly, and suddenly chuckled to himself.

This outfit was a gift from Lin Miaomiao.

Chen Lu picked up the photo and compared it with Liang Zhirou's for a while, then frowned: "I look so old, how come you haven't aged at all, you silly goose? I told you before that you must be absorbing my yang energy every day..."

He's in his early thirties. Although he hasn't changed that much, people can tell at a glance that he's definitely not a young man.

But Liang Zhirou really hasn't changed at all. Only when you look at the photos taken in the first two years after they met can you see that she has gained a touch of mature charm.

That's outrageous.

Liang Zhirou pursed her lips and gently stroked his cheek.

"I've heard that living happily makes you age slower, so from now on I... I'll try my best to make you happier every day."

"I was just kidding," Chen Lu said with a laugh.

As the girl touched his cheek, Chen Lu finally noticed the places where the old man had truly been eroded by time. Over the years, he had been painting, busy with various household chores, and now he had opened a coffee shop. His wish to remove all the calluses from Liang Zhirou's hands had ultimately failed to be fulfilled.

"But I'm serious."

Liang Zhirou's gaze was gentle as water, but her tone was much more serious.

When Chen Yunqi slung his backpack over his shoulder and came out of the room, Liang Zhirou was lifting Chen Lu's chin with her finger, looking down at him quietly, like a female hooligan.

He closed the door with a blank stare, suddenly wondering if he was still dreaming.

When the window was opened again, the two people's movements remained unchanged.

No, aren't you going to avoid suspicion?

Upon closer inspection, he realized that Liang Zhirou was applying lip balm to Chen Lu, but Chen Lu kept dodging away, looking very unwilling.

"You're a father now, and your lips are peeling, but you still bite them off like a little kid..." Liang Zhirou muttered softly, "Look, they're bleeding."

"Teacher Liang, please be gentle, thank you."

"What are you shouting about in broad daylight... you pervert."

"Tsk, wouldn't it be even more perverted to shout at night?" Chen Lu clicked his tongue. "Why can't I be as good as you as my tutor?"

Chen Mo is really lucky.

After being ignored for a full five minutes, Chen Yunqi finally couldn't help but complain: "Dad! My sister and I were just in an accident, right?"

He's been to his classmate's house before, and he's seen what the parents are like. These two are acting very strangely.

"Don't talk nonsense, your encounter with your sister wasn't an accident."

Just as Chen Yunqi was deeply moved, Chen Lu continued:

"It's a conspiracy."

Then Liang Zhirou slapped him, her face flushed.

Chen Yunqi glanced at the time. He had gotten up a little earlier today. His father seemed to want him to stay and talk, so he simply sat on the sofa for a while.

"What are you doing?" He saw his father suddenly bring the potted plant to him and take out a large pair of scissors from the drawer.

"This potted plant is just like a child; it needs to be disciplined from time to time... Look, I haven't taken care of it for a while, and it has secretly grown crooked."

Chen Lu didn't even glance at him, but spoke calmly.

Chen Yunqi was shocked. "Dad, believe me, I really haven't caused any trouble lately!"

Chen Lu glanced at him; the kid's reaction was quite normal. Chen Yunqi took after his mother; he wasn't good at lying. When he lied to someone's face, he would either fidget with his fingers or stammer, so it was easy to spot.

It seems this kid is really innocent—at least he thinks he is.

Chen Lu twitched the corners of his mouth, unsure whether to be happy or worried.

This brat seems a bit slow; does he still think he's in kindergarten?

He got up and sat back down next to Liang Zhirou. "Finals are coming up soon, aren't they?"

"I'm sure I'll make it into the top ten this time."

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