There Was Someone Who Taught Their Son This Way

Mrs. Ye knew that even if they were her grandfather and grandmother, they wouldn't be able to replace the dung in her child's heart!

But Ye Lan was like there was no Little Yu at home.

Returning to the Ye Family, do whatever you want!

In fact, Ye Lan, who just finished his shower, had a habit of deep thought at night. He had already walked to the place that belonged to him, under the Purple Vine Flower, and took the book from the side.

The little guy was staring at the piece of dung. Mrs. Ye really wanted to shout, "Why isn't Ye Lan communicating with the child?"

"Little Yu, you also want to read in that place?" "How about, tomorrow, grandma call someone to make an environment that is exactly like your dung, so where can you be by yourself?"

Little Yu still didn't reply. He suddenly stood up from the sofa and hopped upstairs, then came down with the violin in his hand.