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    Chapter 253: Is Director Su Your Mom?

    Today, Chenchen is still the coolest kid in the kindergarten class.

    Because he is the only child in the class who has an easel, a drawing board, and paint brushes.

    Chenchen’s grip on the brush is still a bit unsteady, and the lines he draws aren’t very smooth, but everything he paints is spot-on.

    You can tell at a glance what he’s drawing.

    When the last class ended, Chenchen stood in front of his easel painting a boat, waiting for his mom to come get him.

    The twins stood on either side of Chenchen, and Feng Caihong asked, "Chenchen, did your dad make this easel as well?"

    Chenchen nodded: "Yeah~~ Daddy made it himself~~"

    "Your dad is so awesome," Feng Caiyun said enviously.

    "Yeah~~" Chenchen nodded, "Daddy’s the best~~"

    "Your toy car was also made by your dad. What else does your dad make?" Feng Caihong asked again.

    Chenchen thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe he’ll make me a toy~~ Like the boat that Pangpang broke~~ Daddy might make it out of wood~~ So it’s unbreakable~~"

    Hearing this, even Dongdong and Pangpang couldn’t help but feel envious:

    "Your dad’s the coolest!"

    Chenchen smiled, accepting everyone’s praise for his dad. Chenchen thinks his dad’s the best in the world.

    Dongdong has accepted that he’s not as smart as Chenchen, and his dad isn’t as smart as Chenchen’s dad either.

    Now, besides feeling envious, he doesn’t bug his dad to make stuff.

    Because, well, he can’t make them either.

    ...

    When Su Taotao arrived, Chenchen had already finished painting a picture of the beach.

    Blue sea, silver sand, blue sky, white clouds, seagulls flying, coconut trees swaying...

    It’s not exactly perfect, but it’s got everything it needs.

    Su Taotao put the date in the corner but felt something was still missing.

    She stepped back to take another look and finally realized what it was:

    "Mom’ll help you put this away. When Dad comes home tonight, we’ll have him get someone to make you a stamp.

    From now on, every painting you make can be stamped with the stamp and dated."

    "Mommy~~ what’s a stamp~~"

    Su Taotao picked Chenchen up and put him in the stroller:

    "At home, the oven has your name made with seashells. Everyone knows it’s your oven, right?"

    Chenchen swung his legs and nodded: "Yep~~"

    Su Taotao packed up her things and led the child out:

    "So, Mommy wants to add a similar mark on Chenchen's paintings too.

    A seal is to carve Chenchen's name onto a small stone, so that without writing, you can simply dip it in ink and press it onto the paper, and Chenchen's name will appear."

    "Wow~~" Chenchen kicked his little legs and clapped his chubby hands, "That sounds amazing~~ Mommy~~ I want a seal~~"

    "Alright, we'll talk to Daddy tonight and have him arrange for someone to make one for you," Su Taotao said.

    The nearby kids who overheard their conversation were envious.

    Chenchen is really so lucky.

    "Mommy~~ Can Daddy make this~~" Chenchen asked.

    Su Taotao shook her head: "Mommy isn't sure, the stone is very hard, it might require a professional to carve the name on it."

    "Alright then~~ Uncle Shu's paintings are beautiful~~ he can have one too~~" the little one said again.

    Su Taotao nodded: "Yes, we'll have one made for Uncle Shu too."

    ...

    Just outside the school gate, Fu Yuanhang came walking with a big bag of stuff.

    "Sis, I just went around the co-op store and got these."

    Su Taotao looked and saw they were some small seafood.

    "That works, let's go home and make seafood noodles."

    Fu Yuanhang was becoming more independent, so Su Taotao gave him some money and coupons for emergencies.

    With more free time during summer break, sometimes he'd get food early from the canteen and wait for them, sometimes he'd bring it to the office to share, and sometimes he would go home to cook...

    If Su Taotao didn't give any special instructions, it was usually Fu Yuanhang's call.

    He could buy whatever he wanted to eat.

    This way, Su Taotao felt much more relaxed.

    She could whip up anything, and it didn't matter if the seasonings and side dishes weren't bought—they were right outside, just pick a bit and it was enough to season.

    The pumpkins and winter melons in the vegetable patch at the door grew quickly after they started bearing fruit, different every day.

    Chenchen now had a new hobby, which was to go to the vegetable patch to look at the melons.

    Auntie Zhong warned him not to touch them too much, otherwise they wouldn't grow big, and they might even fall off.

    The little winter melons still had thorns, they could prick your hand.

    Chenchen was very well-behaved and wouldn't reach out to touch them, every day he would just count and see if they had grown, sometimes he would take a cup and water them a bit.

    He had a good memory, he knew if any were missing.

    One day, a newly formed little melon was knocked off by the wind and rain, the little one was sad for a long time.

    At high noon when the sun was so hot, the little one wore his little straw hat and looked at the melons in the vegetable patch.

    Dongdong, influenced by Chenchen, also took a liking to these little things.

    So, at noon, the two kids squatted in the vegetable garden, watching the melons.

    Luckily, the sun wasn't too harsh today, or else Director Su would've been worried about them getting heatstroke.

    The two kids were deep into counting the melons when suddenly a voice called out from above:

    "Hi, do you know where Director Su Taotao lives?"

    Both kids looked up at the newcomer at the same time.

    He looked like a guy just a few years older than Fu Yuanhang.

    Chenchen didn't like talking to strangers. His small, chubby hands gripped his little straw hat as he stared with big, round eyes.

    Dongdong asked, "Who are you? Why are you looking for Director Su?"

    The young man was caught off guard when the little kid asked so seriously.

    How could he explain to these two little kids, who together weren't even half his age, why he was looking for Director Su?

    Chenchen, maybe thinking this kinda handsome guy didn't seem bad, spoke up for once and asked, "What do you want with my mommy~~"

    The young man stared at Chenchen in surprise, "Director Su is your mom?"

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