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Jiang Zheng didn't care about this at all, he just watched his son screaming with interest, "I have a good mother, a good mother—"

Hiss... It's really ugly, it's even worse than when you beat him, but this is his own son, and he can accept it with reluctance.

Obviously, not only Jiang Zheng thought his son's singing was ugly, but other mothers were also amused by Jiang Yu's roaring singing.

However, Jiang Yu's voice was the loudest among the children in the class. Under his leadership, all the children in the class changed their tone. The parents covered their mouths and snickered, and finally laughed out loud. The children didn't know what was going on. thing, where still sing very hard.

By the time the children finished singing, the parents were almost out of laughter.

The teacher tried hard to restrain his expression and started to announce the second activity. Parents and children drew a picture together. The content of the picture was me and my parents.

Jiang Zheng bent down and stood beside Jiang Yu, watching him take out a box of crayons from his schoolbag.

"You draw it yourself, and I'll watch it."

Jiang Zheng put his hand on the table and had no intention of helping together.

Jiang Yu pouted, very dissatisfied with his father's passive sabotage, but he didn't dare to say anything, just held the crayon, thinking about how to start drawing.

"Dad, let's draw mom first, shall we?"

"good."

Jiang Yu took out a black crayon and planned to draw the outline first. As soon as he drew a head, Jiang Zheng said, "Wait a minute, your mother's face is an oval face, not the awl face you drew."

Little Jiang Yu didn't know what a goose egg or an awl was, so he could only blink at his dad innocently.

Seeing that he was stupid, Jiang Zheng simply re-edited his face.

Satisfied with the revision, Jiang Zheng threw the crayon to Jiang Yu again.

Jiang Yu began to draw skirts...

"Wait a minute, your mom doesn't like pink, her dress should be yellow, and it's too fat, change it up again."

Jiang Yu draws hair...

"No, your mother's hair is a little longer than this, and it's a little bit more curly."

Jiang Yu painted the five senses...

"Your mother's eyes are even bigger. The eyes are dark and they look very bright. Your mother's mouth is pouting lips, and the color is also very beautiful, not your color..."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Why didn't his dad paint it himself in the first place?

When others draw a picture, the father and son are both used to draw the mother.

It was time to see. Jiang Zheng held Jiang Yu's hand and drew two stick figures, one large and one small, next to "Yu Qian", with a circle on the top and five sticks on the bottom.

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