If any art master paints such a painting, Feng Momo would think it would be normal even if he didn't wear clothes, but Yangyang's paintings were too shocking.

"Why... what I drew...isn't it good..." Yang Yang pouted, a little dissatisfied with Feng Momo's statement.

"Yes, Yang Yang's painting is not good at all. It looks like there is no soul at all, so don't try it again." Feng Momo shook his head at Yang Yang's painting, deliberately belittled him.

In fact, Yang Yang's paintings are not that bad, and in comparison, it is just the first time he has drawn such a painting. He is already very talented and has many advantages.

But Feng Momo just wanted Yang Yang to give up and wait until he became more mature before coming into contact with this type.

"Okay...I understand..." Yang Yang was dejected when he didn't expect that he would receive such a severe blow from Feng Momo.

"Also, Yangyang, don't watch such TV series in the future, it will not be good for your exhibition." Feng Momo was cruel and continued to say to Yangyang.

Feng Momo felt that she was all for the sake of Yangyang, so she must be strict when it should be strict.

"Oh..." Yang Yang lowered his head and clenched his fingers, looking depressed.

Yang Yang didn't know why Feng Momo did this, but she was rarely so serious, so he didn't dare to refute anything.

"Okay, let's not worry about this painting anymore. Do you think it's boring to stay at home alone?" Feng Momo pulled Yang Yang's hand and said.

"Well... there is no one to accompany me..." Yang Yang nodded.

It was because no one accompanied him that he would watch those TV series, but Feng Momo now deprived of this power.

"Sister is here now? Can I take you out for a walk?" Feng Momo looked at the small garden outside when she came just now, and she could take Yangyang out for some breath.

Moreover, Yang Yang no longer rejects the place, so he should take him out to see it more so that he won’t be stuck at home.

"Okay...go now..." Yang Yang was in a much better mood when he heard that he could go outside, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go, let's go now." Feng Momo pulled Yang Yang and stood up.

Then he went to the bedroom to find a coat for him and held it in his hand. Feng Momo thought that the weather was indeed getting colder, and if it was cold, he could put it on Yangyang.

"Sister... there should be no one outside..." Yang Yang hesitated again when he stood at the door.

"Sister has seen it just now. It's the same as every time. There are not many people. You have to be brave." Feng Momo patted Yang Yang's back and encouraged him.

"Well... let's go..." Yang Yang took a deep breath and took Feng Momo's hand, and took the initiative to walk outside.

Feng Momo saw Yang Yang's changes and a strong smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, feeling that his efforts these days were not in vain.

It seems that Yang Yang's condition has improved. If Mo Yunchen has always disagreed with taking Yang Yang out often, he might be faster than this!

"Sister... go quickly..." Yang Yang jumped like a wild horse that had broken away, and couldn't wait to walk towards the garden.

"Yangyang, be slower, be careful not to knock it." Feng Momo quickly thought about catching up with Yangyang, but he was still a few steps away.

It can be seen that Yangyang must have been so suffocated these days, so he was so excited when he breathed such free air outside.

"Sister... why are the flowers here... ugly..." Yang Yang pointed to the half-wrenching garden and said, a little disappointed.

"Yangyang, this is because their flowering period is almost here, so it becomes shriveled." Feng Momo picked up a peony meal and explained to Yangyang.

Feng Momo also forgot that the seasons were about to change and autumn was coming, so there were no longer a hundred flowers blooming here, but what came with it was a somewhat desolate scenery.

"But this... I won't be beautiful..." Yang Yang said sadly.

"Yangyang, these flowers will bloom next year, and now they still look like they have their unique beauty." Feng Momo squatted down and pointed at the flowers and said patiently.

"What... is this beautiful..." Yang Yang threw away the flowers that Feng Momo gave him.

"It is wrong for you to dream like this. These flowers also have life. They will bloom and decline. Just like humans, they will have birth, old age, sickness and death. If the sister becomes old and ugly one day, will Yangyang not like her?" Feng Momo pulled Yangyang to the chair next to her, hoping that he could understand these principles.

After all, we cannot always pursue the beauty in front of us, everything has two sides.

"Of course... I won't hate it... sister... I know... I'm wrong..." Yang Yang shook his head and immediately denied it, then bent down and picked up the shriveled flowers that he threw at his feet.

"Yangyang is the right way. We can take these flowers that are about to wither and make specimens, and then stay for bookmarks. It is also very beautiful." Feng Momo said to Yangyang with a clue.

"Sister said...right...I'll go pick flowers..." Yang Yang cheered up again after hearing Feng Momo's explanation and ran into the flowers to pick flowers.

Feng Momo also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally made Yangyang happy.

However, she didn't expect autumn to come so soon. It seemed that the green leaves that were still lush yesterday fell all over the ground today, which made people feel a little desolate.

Feng Momo was bored while sitting, so he took out his cell phone and started taking photos of Yangyang who was traveling through the flowers.

In this way, Feng Momo took photos of Yang Yang's happy appearance, and she thought she could go back and take it to Mo Yunchen for a look.

Then Mo Yunchen knew that her idea was correct. Although Yang Yang was afraid of the outside world, he was still full of yearning in his heart.

"Sister... are these enough..." Yang Yang picked some of the flowers inside and came back to ask Feng Momo.

Because there were too many, Yang Yang couldn't take it with both hands, so he just used his clothes to cover it.

"It should be enough. Thank you Yangyang for your hard work. Let's take a rest!" Feng Momo looked at the sweat beads that flashed vaguely on his head. He probably Yangyang was tired of playing too.

Where can I use so many flowers to make bookmarks?

Feng Momo was just finding a reason to divert Yang Yang's attention, but he took it seriously. He couldn't finish bookmarks with so many flowers for an afternoon!

"Well... it's so hot..." Yang Yang sat down and slapped the wind with his hands.

"We might as well go back! Otherwise, you will be exposed to the wind when you sweat." Feng Momo said with some concern at Yang Yang, whose little feet were red.

"Okay!" Yang Yang glanced at the defeated flowers and said.

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Chapter completed!