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Chapter 49

     The Echizenmo children have their own ideas. On the front of the white clothes of the father of the small tree, there is a drawing of Ryoma's father's favorite tennis racket, and on the back is a tennis ball.  After finishing the painting, he also knew how to press his small handprint on the corner of his clothes with a serious face.

     Xiaoyu’s father said that a great painter would sign his name on his work, but Echizenmo couldn’t write his own name. He thinks it’s because he’s too young. When he grows up to be three years old  , can write!  Xiaojing's father said that he can now use his little hands instead.

     The little guy looked at his work, laughed happily, kept patting his hands, and stained the other clean little hand with paint.

     "Eh?"

     Little Echizenmo felt uncomfortable in his palms, spread his hands and looked around in doubt, "Dirty hands."

     Echizenmo looked left and right, but couldn't find any paper towels or handkerchiefs to wipe his hands, then looked at the gate with a guilty conscience.  Both fathers are absent today.

     So the little guy who was too lazy to find a tissue and handkerchief just wiped his dirty little hands on his body.

     Echizenmo was wiping his hands earnestly, the door handle of the gate was turned, Toyoko and Echizen Ryoma went home at this time.

     Echizenmo was so frightened that his small body froze, and his round eyes stared wide open at the door.

     Feng Jing was also shocked by the scene in front of him. In the originally neat and clean studio, there were messy paints on the floor.  This is actually normal.  What's abnormal is that the clothes on the two-year-old boy's body became particularly dirty, and his white face turned into a little cat. In front of the boy, there was a new dress he just bought.  Something that could barely be seen to be round was drawn on it.

     At this moment, Fengzhen's blood pressure rose directly, and his expression changed instantly, "Echizenmo! What are you doing!"

     The little guy was startled by the yelling, and immediately put his hands behind his back, looked at Fengjin with big watery eyes, and said pitifully, "Daddy Xiaojing, don't be angry..."

     Feng Jing was almost annoyed by him, made a smile, and said: "I'm not angry? Good! I'm not angry, Xiao Mo, come here to Xiao Mo's father."

     The little guy stared at Toyoko with his big eyes open for a long time, and suddenly ran behind Echizen Ryoma, trying hard to let his father's thigh cover his little self.

     Feng Jing: "..." This little guy is getting better and better.

     Toyoko: "Come here, I won't hit you."

     Echizenmo cautiously poked half of his head out from behind Ryoma's father's thigh, and asked softly, "Really?"

     Toyoko: "Yeah."

     Echizenmo: "But your expression is like this."

     The little guy imitated Feng's expression and made a cute expression of slightly frowning.

     Toyoko: "..."

     Echizen Ryoma: "Pfft."

     Toyoko looked at him, Echizen Ryoma immediately became serious and stopped smiling.