Sir, why is your painting style so normal?

Chapter 9 Mom ~ I can’t see the nest, I can’t see the little fat guy...

Zhao Miaomiao sighed, "Alas..."

When he came back from outside, Chen Shouxing saw her like this, raised his hand and pinched her fair face, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with my wife? Who has upset you?"

Zhao Miaomiao shook her head, reached out and hugged her husband's waist, buried her, told the story again, and murmured unhappily, "My two nieces, who are so delicate, tender, cute and well-behaved, why did they become so different?" It's... so fierce and aggressive!"

Chen Shouxing fell silent, looked at her strangely and said, "Hasn't Huihui Xiuxiu always been like that? Daughter-in-law, why do you think they are cute!"

???

Zhao Miaomiao was dumbfounded.

Seeing his daughter-in-law's reaction, Chen Shouxing realized after thinking about it. Huihui embroidered from his daughter-in-law to learn embroidery, which is equivalent to their master. When an apprentice sees a master, he becomes a little boy!

In addition, in the past few years, my wife did embroidery and took care of the children. In her free time, she taught him how to read and taught her two nieces to be popular. She almost always stayed in the room and rarely went out.

Chen Shouxing was silent, his wife probably didn't know what his nephews and nieces were doing outside!
After venting to her husband, Zhao Miaomiao felt much less awkward and depressed about her obedient niece turning into a fierce girl.

Zhao Miaomiao raised her head and leaned against him, and began to think about other things, "Mr. sir, I see the corn in the field is about to be harvested. If it doesn't rain tomorrow, let's take the books we copied at home and sell them."

Chen Shouxing nodded and said, "Yeah, it's time to sell it. I'm going to be busy with the field work next month, so I have to sell the book while the pre-school children need to be enlightened in the winter of October.

Zhao Miaomiao's eyes sparkled, she counted with her thin and white fingers, and muttered happily, "We have more than fifteen taels of silver in our hands now, if we sell books this time like Chunxue indivual……"

Seeing his daughter-in-law's cute appearance, Chen Shouxing's eyes became hot, he hugged her slender waist, rolled over and pressed him down, and said in a hoarse voice, "Daughter-in-law, let's have another girl!"

Zhao Miaomiao fell on the kang with a "plop" sound. Her eyes were dazed. Before she could hear his words clearly, her lips were bitten. She vaguely remembered that it was still broad daylight, and her ears and face turned red with embarrassment. , raised his hand and pushed the person on him.

Chen Shouxing stopped kissing his wife suddenly.

Zhao Miaomiao's eyes were confused for a moment.

The couple suddenly turned their heads, facing a white and immature steamed bun face in the middle of their faces, their small black and white eyes blinked and blinked, staring back and forth between their lips full of curiosity.

Seeing that the little head suddenly came closer and was about to kiss his wife's lips, Chen Shouxing's eyebrows jumped. He blocked the little guy's mouth with his big hand, lifted him up, and yelled, "Little Fatty! What are you doing?"

Xiao Pangdun's eyes were still fixed on Zhao Miaomiao's ruddy and delicious lips like candied haws, struggling with his small hands and fat legs, he murmured, "Kiss...mother...delicious!"

Zhao Miaomiao was stunned.

Chen Shouxing's face turned dark, and he cursed, "Fuck you! If you make trouble again, I'll beat you up."

When Little Fatty heard about the spanking, he got angry and shouted, "Daddy is bad...Daddy eats my mother's mouth..." Mouth...don't let Little Fatty eat it!
! ! ! ! !

Chen Shouxing quickly covered Little Fatty's mouth.

Zhao Miaomiao's whole body was so red from head to toe that she could smoke with embarrassment.

Covering his face, he pulled the quilt over his head and said: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ! !

The little fat man's tears were rolling down his face, and his small mouth was covered and he could only sob "hmm".

Chen Shouxing: "..."

He looked at his wife who was so embarrassed that she hid under the quilt, and her little son who was restless and wanted to make a fuss after doing something bad.

Chen Shouxing's brain hurts, and he's still pissed that such a stinky boy will be born again.
Chen Shouxing held his youngest son in his arms and said, "Look at the stupid things you did, your mother is too shy to come out to see people, and if you keep making troubles if I don't beat you, your mother will have to beat you!"

The little chubby blinked his clear and innocent round eyes, understood that he was shy, but didn't understand why he was so shy, his tears stopped and he stared blankly at his mother in the bed.

Chen Shouxing discussed, "Let go of my hand, don't make any more trouble, do you understand?"

Little Fatty nodded his head, "Hmm~"

Chen Shouxing let go of his son, made sure that he was no longer making trouble, then looked at the bed, pulled the quilt and shouted, "Daughter-in-law, come out, don't hold back."

The person on the bed didn't move at all.

The little chubby butt moved hesitantly, his chubby hands also pulled the quilt, and the little chubby voice shouted softly, "Mom~"

The person in the quilt still didn't respond.

Chen Shouxing coaxed, "Daughter-in-law, come out, I just covered Xiaopangdun's mouth, mother and the others didn't listen."

The person in bed moved.

Chen Shouxing and Xiao Pang Dun stared at the person under the quilt with their big and small eyes.

Chen Shouxing continued to coax, "Little Fatty was covered by Daddy before he yelled out, right? Little Fatty!"

Not knowing why his father raised his eyebrows and winked at him, the chubby scratched his head, thinking that his father had covered his mouth just now, nodded and said, "Yeah, daddy covered xiaopangtun's mouth!"

The person under the quilt exposed half of his head and asked eagerly, "Really?"

Chen Shouxing nodded repeatedly, leaned forward and coaxed, "Mom, they must not have heard! Come out quickly and don't hold your daughter-in-law!"

Zhao Miaomiao pushed him away with a stare, looked at her youngest son and asked, "Really didn't Little Fatty shout out?"

Chen Shouxing immediately pointed nervously at his son with his eyes.

Little Fatty still didn't understand why his father winked at him again, thinking that his mother just came out after nodding, his little head nodded again.

Only then did Zhao Miaomiao exhale and get out of the bed.

Chen Shouxing took the fan and shook it for her.

When Zhao Miaomiao saw him, she felt ashamed and angry. With red eyes and bulging eyes, she raised her small fists and kicked and punched him. She cursed, "It's all your fault for being in front of my son in broad daylight..."

Chen Shouxing grabbed the foot kicked by his wife, let her small fists land on his chest, and coaxed, "Daughter-in-law calm down, it's all my fault, don't hurt your hands."

Seeing how his mother was beating his father ferociously, the chubby little eyes were dumbfounded, remembering what his father said before, his mother had to beat him, his buttocks were so frightened that he moved again and again, pulled the quilt and pulled himself Covering it, he muttered in his small mouth, "Mom~ I can't see Wowo, I can't see Xiaopangdun..."

Chen Shouxing saw his daughter-in-law's fist stopped, and said with a smile, "Daughter-in-law calmed down? Don't calm down and continue..."

"Hmph!" Zhao Miaomiao turned her head away, this man's chest was as hard as a board, he didn't hurt but hurt her fist, rubbed the back of her hand that was red from beating, and her eyes were full of tears.

Chen Shouxing was distressed and wanted to laugh, so he had to hold back or his wife would really ignore him, so he took her hand and pressed it gently.

Zhao Miaomiao glanced at him arrogantly, her anger subsided a little, she glanced at the empty place with her peripheral vision, and asked in shock, "Mr. Master, where is the little fat man?"

(End of this chapter)