Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 297

A week after the start of school, both Meng Haisheng and Lin Mucheng met many new classmates at school, and their lives became richer.

Or rather, Lin Mucheng's life became richer.

Her painting foundation was relatively weak. Even though she had studied with the teacher for a period of time before the college entrance examination, the time was short after all, and she did not learn much.

There were many people in her class who were in the same situation as Lin Mucheng. In order to learn better, after no class in the afternoon, everyone agreed to go to the art department to find a senior sister and learn painting with her.

"Our senior sister is very good, and she explained it in more detail than the last teacher."

Lin Mucheng, who went home for dinner in the evening, talked about her afternoon painting lessons with the senior sister.

"Your senior sister is a nice person. She doesn't charge you tuition and teaches you to paint for free."

"That's right. I heard from my classmates that there are free guitar and other musical instruments in the school."

"Do you want to learn?"

"Forget it. I'm not interested in musical instruments."

Lin Mucheng talked for a long time. Seeing that Meng Haisheng didn't talk much about his campus life, he couldn't help asking a few more questions.

"Haisheng, what about you? You should have met a lot of new classmates. Have you participated in activities together?"

When asked by Lin Mucheng, Meng Haisheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was not interested in those young boys. They were so ambitious just a few days after school started.

"Our Finance Department is a Buddhist department, but it's not as lively as yours. Everyone studies and studies, and at most goes to the library together."

"That's really boring. It's a pity that you can't come and learn painting with us."

"Where do I have time to learn painting? Now I have opened two restaurants and a second-hand TV store. I am also planning to open another store. By then, four stores will be enough to make my extracurricular life exciting."

Meng Haisheng is a relatively traditional person. He feels that it is natural for men to make money to support their families.

He can put aside various entertainment activities and work hard to make money so that Lin Muching can live the life she wants without worries.

"Do you need me to help you run the store? I can't let you be busy alone."

"It's enough to not hire a salesperson in the store. You have time to spend more time with the children. Momo just went to a new school. I'm really afraid that she won't get used to it."

"Okay, I'll play with Momo more in the evening."

Lin Muching's painting class in the afternoon happened to conflict with picking up Momo, so the task of picking up Momo from school fell on Meng Haisheng.

At first, Meng Haisheng was afraid that Momo would not adapt to the new kindergarten, but now, after two weeks of school, Momo has adapted very well and even made new friends.

"Dad, look, this is the rose that Bai Zimo gave me. Do you think it is beautiful?"

As soon as Meng Haisheng received Momo, Momo took out a wrinkled pink rose from her schoolbag like a treasure.

"This flower is so beautiful. It seems that Momo is very popular in the kindergarten."

"That's right. Look, there are also children who gave me beautiful crayons."

Momo took out a half-broken crayon from her schoolbag and showed it to Meng Haisheng happily.

"Yes, then did you give gifts to the children?"

"Yes, I gave Bai Zimo the handkerchief that my mother embroidered for me. Bai Zimo said he liked the flowers that my mother embroidered very much."

"So that's it. It takes a long time for your mother to embroider the handkerchief for you. You can't just give it to others casually in the future."

"Well, several children in our class asked me for handkerchiefs, but I didn't give them to them. Bai Zimo exchanged roses for them, so I gave them to him."

The father and daughter chatted about kindergarten while walking home.

Now kindergartens also teach people to recognize characters and pinyin, but Momo knows all these, and she is somewhat bored in kindergarten.

When talking to Meng Haisheng, he basically talked about how to play with the children, and rarely talked about what he learned.

"Dad, can you take more classes with Teacher Huo? There are only Saturdays a week, and the few classes on weekends are too few."

Meng Haisheng suddenly had an idea.

Aren't Momo and Lin Mucheng taking painting classes? How about the two of them taking them together?

In this way, Momo and Lin Muching can go home together in the afternoon.

"Then do you want to take other teachers' classes? Isn't your mother also learning to paint? You can also follow her and listen."

"Really? I've seen your mother's practice drafts, which are similar to mine, but obviously more difficult than mine."

Lin Muching has some basics after all, and has started to draw figures, while Momo is still following the teacher to draw plaster.

According to Teacher Huo, as long as the foundation is laid, no matter what you draw in the future, you can easily get started.

So the next day, after Lin Muching asked the senior sister, their painting interest class had a new little kid named Momo.

Don't look at MomoMo is young, but she is very talented in painting. Even Lin Mucheng's senior praised Momo for her good painting.

Lin Mucheng and Momo were painting in the classroom, and Meng Haisheng couldn't just stand there and wait.

He took out a brand new textbook from his canvas bag and leaned against the corridor to read it carefully.

There are still a lot of courses for freshmen, and Meng Haisheng doesn't want to fail in his first year of college.

It has to be said that college life is still very comfortable. As long as he stands in the school, Meng Haisheng can't help but want to pick up a book.

This feeling has never been experienced in his previous life.

When he entered college in his previous life, he had been struggling in society for many years, and the so-called college was just to make his resume look good.

At that time, even if he was listening to classes in college, he was thinking about business matters in his heart.

Now it is completely different. Reading is reading. His mind is full of things in the book. As for how much he earns that day, it is not within his thinking range.

Thinking of this, Meng Haisheng curled his lips. He was confident and not afraid of anything.

However, Meng Haisheng did not indulge in the comfortable days. He knew very well that he still had a lot of things to do.

After picking up Momo and Lin Mucheng and going home, he heard the babbling of three little babies as soon as he entered the house.

They had already started to eat dinner. The little babies, who were more than nine months old, had already started to learn to eat by themselves with a spoon.

As soon as Meng Haisheng entered the door, he heard Zi Zi calling Dad in a baby voice.

When one child called, the other two followed suit, and the whole room was filled with the voice of Dad, Dad.

"What a bunch of little fools, they can only call Dad, not Mom."

Momo giggled and went forward to tease her younger brothers and sisters.

Xiao Zi, who had been calling Dad just now, stared at Momo who was walking over with her big round eyes.

She opened her little mouth, as if she was hesitating about how to call Mom.

"Come and learn from me, Mom, Mom."

Momo walked to the dining chair and slowly taught the three little ones to call Mom.

"Mom?"

Zi Zi shouted uncertainly.

"Yes, that's it, Zi Zi, keep calling."

Zi Zi, who was encouraged, immediately danced with excitement and kept calling Mom.

Lin Mucheng, who was standing by, saw the children start calling Mom and couldn't help laughing and crying.

"You little ancestors, I have taught you so many times, but you just don't call. Now that your sister is teaching you, you just follow me like a dog."

Unfortunately, the three little ones didn't understand Lin Mucheng's words at all. They all looked at Momo and shouted Mom happily.

Meng Haisheng was about to join the lively play when he heard Teng Ze's voice from outside the door.

"Brother Haisheng, are you back?"