Young Su Yin is a well-behaved and sensible child with a lively personality. When he smiles, a small pear dimple appears on the left corner of his mouth. Because his mother died young and his servants left home in old age, only the father and son were left in the house to rely on each other. Fortunately, Su Yin was well-behaved and quite obedient.
Dad, why do they call you Mr. Su? Your name is obviously not that. Su Yin pursed his lips, rolled his dark eyes, and said again, is it because you are teaching those children to read?
While Su Yin watched Su Cunchun reading, he walked around the table, muttering and talking from time to time.
Su Cichun patted his head gently, smiled gently, and did not answer him.
Dad, they are so stupid, they don't even know the words. Please teach them a lesson. I learned to read a long time ago.
Daddy, daddy...
Su Gong, Su Gong! Zhang Zhang's voice awakened Su Cichun from his memories.
Why is Yin'er's seal in your hand?
Yes, why is it in your hand...
Intention: Floating life is like a cloud. If you owe something for a while, you must pay it back for the rest of your life. This is really fair.