"Mom, what is that red?" A white and tender finger pointed at the huge two-meter-high mural on the wall.

"That's blood."

"What about the long thing next to the red?"

"Well...that's the sea monster in the sea."

After observing the mural with his little head tilted for a while, he turned his head and asked to his father next to him: "Dad, this monster is so ugly. Can you draw it better? Just like in a cartoon."

Gao Zhiming, who was focusing on the finishing, said without raising his head: "Go to eat your meal. Don't be late for school on the first day today."

Zhao Jiajia's pair of delicate jade hands passed through Shinzhang's armpits and carried her away from the studio and walked towards the living room.

Shinshi turned around and crawled in her mother's arms, with her little head resting on her shoulders and looking at her father who was painting.

"Mom, why do dad draw so ugly? And so many people like to buy his paintings?"

"Because some people with unique taste like to watch this kind of thing, and there are also, not to mention that your father's paintings are ugly, the small skirt you wear and the delicious food you eat every day, but it is all exchanged for the paintings by his father."

Shinzhang, who was placed on the children's chair, blinked at the bun on the table, and then she picked up a small bite with both hands.

"Then the paintings of Peppa Pig I drew were better than dad, so can my paintings be changed to delicious?"

At this time, Gao Zhiming, who was in the studio, walked to her side and rubbed her little head with one arm. Shinzhang's body, which was only five years old, also shook. "Okay, it's enough to wait until you grow up."

Jia Jia, who was drinking porridge on the other side, gave him a blank look, "Those dyes are poisonous. Wash your hands quickly."

Shanshan didn't pay attention to what her parents were saying. She had only one thought in her mind at this time. "It's great to grow up, I really want to grow up quickly."

The family ended the breakfast of the day in their usual daily routine.

Unlike usual, Shanshan had a newly bought red schoolbag on her back, and the neatly dressed family got into the car.

However, Shanshan, who sat in Gao Zhiming's arms, was not very happy. It was obviously more comfortable to lie in his mother's arms than being held by his father.

She turned her head and looked at her mother holding the steering wheel in both hands, and looked up at Gao Zhiming's unshaven chin. "Why do you have to drive every time? You can't drive?"

"Because I only have one hand, I can't drive the car if I can't get a driver's license." Gao Zhiming used his hand to push out his prosthetic eye button, wiped it with a wet tissue, then stuffed it back.

The short little eyebrows frowned, trying hard to imitate his mother's scolding.

"Dad, why did you lose your arm? You are not good."

Hearing the soft sneering sound from his wife beside him, Gao Zhiming patiently explained: "Okay, I will be obedient next time and will not lose my arms again."

"A good boy must keep his word, and you can't lie!"

"Okay, dad keeps his word."

"Well, this is my good dad." Shanshan stood up from his arms and kissed him in the face.

The car gradually became quiet, and only the soothing music of the car was slowly waving.

Not long after, Shanshan asked again: "Dad, what is a driver's license? Why do you need a driver's license to drive?"

"When you go to school, your teacher will tell you."

When Shanshan heard this, she leaned against her father's wide chest and began to wiggle her legs, "I really want to grow up quickly."

When they heard their daughter say this, the two smiled knowingly again.

When they arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten, because it was the first day of school, many people had already gathered at the entrance.

Shinzhang, wearing a new skirt, pulled Gao Zhiming's trouser legs with his little hands, and looked at everything in front of him nervously.

There are children who are crying while covering their eyes, children who are lying on the ground and struggling constantly, and some children who are crying and being wrapped in by some adults.

Everything that was presented to her seemed to be different from what his mother said.

In her eyes, the beautiful house in front of her seemed to have turned into a monster eating children.

After handing over to the teacher, Anna bent down and gently pinned her long hanging hair behind her head and ears, looking at her daughter gently with her eyes.

"Shan Shan, don't worry, this is nothing scary. There are many children as old as you. You will soon have many new friends in it, just like you in the past."

A trace of struggle appeared in Shining's eyes, and finally she looked at her parents cautiously, "Then you must come here to pick me up tonight."

"Of course, there is no place to live in this place. If we don't pick you up, would you let you sleep on the street? Don't worry."

Gao Zhiming said, grabbed Shinzhang with one hand, threw it high into the air, and then steadily caught it.

However, the trick of trying it out in the past has not come in handy this time

"You promise! You must come and pick me up!" He began to purse his lips and his hands tightly grasped Gao Zhiming's clothes.

After receiving repeated guarantees from his parents, Shanshan then walked towards the kindergarten gate with two points of expectation and eight points of anxiety.

Seeing his daughter disappearing in the kindergarten, Gao Zhiming put one hand around Zhao Jiajia's waist.

"Although I'm a little reluctant, this little light bulb went to school, so we finally didn't have to circle around her, so we could have a lot of time."

Zhao Jiajia rolled her eyes and raised her hand to hit his lower rib with an elbow. "It seems like you have a lot of credit. Why, if you have free time, want to fill another younger brother and sister for Shanshan?"

Gao Zhiming hugged his thin waisted one arm and moved upwards, gently holding her long black hair, "I want to say... to leave the extra time on you."

The two faces approached tacitly and slowly separated. Seeing their love so much, parents who were also sending their children to each other cast strange eyes.

After all, there is too much difference between them, regardless of age or appearance.

But Gao Zhiming didn't care at all, hugged Zhao Jiajia and walked out the door.

“How is it like we traveling to the world?”

"Your father is so incompetent. Do you really plan to throw Shanshan here?"

"Then we'll go when she's a little older."

Although Shanshan was very scared at first, she was a child after all. After a while, she was attracted by various toys and kind teachers.

Other children who have just entered the kindergarten are also happy to play with this cute little girl. Not long after, she has met many new friends.

"I just saw your dad, why did your dad have only one hand?"

When the teacher next to him was suddenly nervous when he heard a boy ask this, he seemed to want to step forward to stop him.

But Shanshan answered without thinking, "Because he was not obedient, he lost one of his hands. Unlike me, I would never lose one of his hands."

At this time, the teacher next to him avoided them from chatting anymore, and began to stand in front of them, greeting them with a kind expression.

"Hello, children, I am your new teacher. In the next days, I will teach you all kinds of knowledge."
Chapter completed!