After a while, an Xin reacted and was happy. "It's fun, Dad, I want to play! Cluck..."

Fu Shenyan's hair was all wet, obediently adhered to his forehead, and the water droplets were still flowing down. However, he strictly controlled himself to keep motionless, "now I know who to learn swimming from?"

"I know! Anxin wants to learn from her father! I have to play the one just now, whew, and fly!" Anxin, a "little traitor", said with Shen Yu two days ago, "it's best to be with my uncle". Now only her father is in her eyes, and her position is too unstable!

The two big men exchanged eyes, one showing off the pride of victory and the other the helplessness of defeat.

"Fu Shenyan, this is a foul. You know, who can't lift an Xin's small body? This game doesn't count. Another game. This time, whoever swims around the swimming pool first will win!" Shen Yu swears and swims towards them.

Fu Shenyan directly ignored his words, carefully put an Xin down from his shoulder and asked her to line up with him. He stood proudly, fully holding the momentum of the general.

"Today, Dad personally taught you how to deal with drowning..."

"Ha?" Anxin's face drooped as soon as he heard it. He asked with grievance and caution, "Dad, don't we play the game just now?"

The smaller the voice, the words "An Xin wants to play" did not dare to look at Fu Shenyan's cold face and speak out boldly.

Fu Shenyan didn't speak, but the answer couldn't be more obvious - without discussion, the atmosphere was a little dull. Shen Yu also gloated and leaned by the swimming pool to read jokes and didn't say anything to help persuade.

It is Fu Shenyan's principle to do this when doing things. The combination of work and rest is not in his inherent concept of learning skills. I agree with this. Children's attention is easy to be distracted. Moreover, it's better to deal with water. Being cautious is not a bad thing.

Fortunately, Siji seems to remember Fu Shenyan's temper. Afraid that an Xin annoyed him, he took the initiative to comfort, "An Xin is obedient, finish practicing first, and learn that Dad will reward you ~"

While saying that, the sisters raised their eyes tacitly and secretly looked at the old father who was not happy or angry.

Fu Shenyan has always been unwelcome to this threat, but somehow he was not angry. After two seconds of silence, he unexpectedly gave in, "it's up to you."

Sure enough, Fu Shenyan's bottom line is his daughter's will.

"Ouye!"

As soon as an Xin was happy, both hands were raised, and she slid down the hole of the swimming circle. Unexpectedly, she poured two salivas into her mouth. Fortunately, an he Siji acted quickly and quickly pulled people up, which enabled her to breathe.

"Poof! Poof! Poof!" while spitting water, he also looked at Fu Shenyan's expression with small eyes. Seeing that the expression on his face had not changed, he boldly squeezed his eyes and pretended to be a ghost face to please.

Then there was the serious teaching. The three children all had the foundation of swimming and were smart. They learned well in two or three times. Most of the rest time was spent playing with water. Fu Shenyan and Shen Yu were completely secretly competing to please an Xin. "Jiaolong water" played again and again without getting tired.

At this time, sang Yun suddenly appeared to save the scene, "Shen Yu! You don't care whether your son or not, don't want to leave!"

With a roar of a lion in the east of the river, Shen Yu, who was in high spirits, wilted in an instant, sighed and went to the upstream of the bank, "well, there's no need to play ~"

After saying that, he didn't forget to coax his wife with a playful smile, "here we are. What do you always say about leaving? How can the fish leave the water ~"

Then he would stretch out his hand and hold sang Yun.

Sang Yun leaned away perfectly, stretched out her index finger against Shen Yu's chest, narrowed her eyes and warned, "I want to sleep in the study again, don't I?"

Shen Yu asked for nothing, so he had to give up. He hung his head and followed him back to the front hall.

It was almost dark now. Fu Shenyan quickly ended the first aid class called teaching, which was actually a parent-child game, and took the children back to take a bath.

I fell behind and watched Fu Shenyan's tall figure surrounded by children from a distance. Several people talked and laughed. I just felt that the years were quiet and the future could be expected.

Suddenly, his sight was suddenly attracted by a scar on Fu Shenyan's knee and popliteal fossa.

I can tell at a glance from the experience of a trip to Myanmar that it is a trace of gunshot wound healing.

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