Upon looking a second time, he couldn't hold back, "Mianmian, what is this drawing supposed to be?"
Mianmian was shocked, "Daddy, you don't recognize it?"
"...Your father is not very knowledgeable."
Little Mianmian showed a sympathetic expression, patted his shoulder, and then generously said, "It's okay, I'll tell you."
"Alright." Meng Yunzheng placed the drawing paper back in front of her.
The little one straightened her neck, her chubby little face full of seriousness, "Look, I drew our family. This is you, Daddy, does it look alike?"
Looking at the fuzzy blue circles, Meng Yunzheng thought, is this supposed to be...him? From where does it look like him? Without a head, body, or limbs, is it really...a person?
Meng Yunzheng smiled with difficulty, "Mianmian has a lot of ideas."
At once, the little one got excited. Her father indeed praised her. Lele brother said, Daddy is the Mountain Master, so many older brothers in the academy want to earn his praise.
