Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 414 Strict
There are many small black-and-white photos on the bottom of the box, but due to improper preservation, the people and scenery on them cannot be seen clearly.

Just a stack of yellowed newspapers.

Also because of frequent flipping, the handwriting has become unclear due to wear and tear, but the eyebrows and date on it are still faintly visible.

She took it home and begged his father to find someone to help her restore the photos and newspaper content.

But the photo is so blurry that I can't restore it at all.

However, newspapers can find contemporaries.

After spending a lot of effort, I finally found the newspapers from that year. The contents of the newspapers were about Father Luo Yue, and there were photos, just like what it looks like now, but she only found his personal experience. As for his family, she always I don't know.

Because there is no information about his family at all.

As soon as the memory came back, Ying Wanwan's brain was like a thunderbolt, and she almost passed out, her heart beat faster, and her thoughts were chaotic.

Luo Yue didn't notice the change in Ying Wanwan's expression, "Father, she is the Wanwan I told Mom about."

Luo Zhijian turned his gaze to Ying Wanwan, and seeing her staring at him in a daze, she frowned slightly.

Meng Ping noticed Ying Wanwan staring blankly at Luo Zhijian, "Wanwan, you know our old Luo." Keep staring at her old man, what's the point?

Only then did Ying Wanwan come back to her senses, her face was a little pale, she tried to calm down, shook her head to express her disapproval, and then said hello, "Hello, Uncle. Hello, Auntie."

Meng Ping raised her eyes and said, "Next time you come to our house, you have to say hello to me first."

Ying Wanwan: "."

This attitude is really different from before!
Obediently agreed, "Oh."

Meng Ping said again, "You can't keep staring at people."

Ying Wanwan: "."

Did she change her attitude because she saw Luo Yue's father?

Luo Zhijian was a little embarrassed, and gave Meng Ping a glance, "The child saw me for the first time, but he was a little curious, so he took a few more glances, and you don't even have to tell me about it."

Like Meng Ping's little daughter-in-law, she remained silent.

Ying Wanwan smiled, because she had something on her mind at the moment, her smile was a little stiff, "I used to study metaphysics at home, I saw that my uncle's appearance was the same as the rich and noble one described in the book, I found it a bit unbelievable, the book said The ones described are actually owned by someone in reality.”

Luo Yue looked at Ying Wanwan adoringly, "You also understand metaphysics? Why do you understand everything? What kind of wealth is my father? What does it say in the book?"

Meng Ping held her chin, making a gesture to listen.

Ying Wanwan thought about her words, "Uncle's eyes are full of spirit, but not like ours, but with determination in his eyes. Uncle must be a responsible person, and when he is with others, he is the one who makes decisions. People with such eyes have strong ambitions for their careers.

With fleshy and plump cheekbones, he is naturally controlling and wants to be in charge of everything.However, with uncle's face, the book said that the disadvantage is that he trusts too much friends other than relatives, which is not conducive to career development. If a person wants to stand at the top, he must get used to loneliness.

In daily life, you need to be wary of your friends, especially the ones you trust the most. There is a saying, to stab a friend in both ribs means that he stabs your left rib and your right rib. "

Luo Zhijian laughed loudly, "Hey! Your reasoning is really unique."

"Wanwan, look at me, what do I look like? Look at my future marriage." Luo Yue stretched her face in front of Ying Wanwan, and she almost asked her if she could marry Xiao Qingjun.

Ying Wanwan: "."

She just wanted to remind Luo Zhijian to be careful of the friends around her, they were all her bragging, how could she know how to look at the face, "There is no description of your appearance in the book, I can't talk nonsense."

Luo Yue said quietly, "Is it because I am so indescribable?"

Ying Wanwan was amused by Luo Yue's wording, "The kind of feudal book was written by ancient people, and the ancient society was dominated by men. The content recorded on it is naturally a man who summed up successfully. Basically, it is for women. The descriptions are all mentioned in one or two sentences, and there are no specific photos, so it is difficult for people to imagine what it looks like."

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There used to be decorative paintings on the wall of the living room of the Luo family, and two portraits of Luo Yue were framed and brought back.

Meng Ping asked people to take down the original decorative painting, and now it is a portrait of Luo Yue in ancient costume.

Luo Yue led Ying Wanwan up to the attic. The room was well lit and cleaned very cleanly.

There is an easel in the middle, the paper is arranged, and the paint box is at hand.

Meng Ping was more clingy to Luo Zhijian, so she dragged him into the attic together.

Meng Ping twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Wanwan, I want an inscription too, help me think of someone who surpasses our Xiaoyue."

Ying Wanwan: "."

The corner of his eye twitched, is this even better? ! "I'll try my best."

Ying Wanwan sat in front of the easel, abandoned the thought that made her anxious and focused on the matter in front of her.

She pulled Meng Ping to what she thought was the best viewing angle, and asked her to pose sideways.

Seriously start painting.

Luo Yue and Luo Zhijian stood behind her and watched her make the characters on the paper come to life stroke by stroke, and praised her from time to time, which made Ying Wanwan very embarrassed.

Meng Ping was more patient than Luo Yue, and remained motionless for half an hour.

Her legs and feet were numb, so she called Luo Zhijian to help her.

Seeing this, Ying Wanwan said, "Auntie, you can't stand upright. You can move your feet a little bit. If you let uncle support you, it will affect my performance." The cheongsam Meng Ping is wearing today is a bit complicated.

And because she thought of meeting Xiao Qingru, she felt restless, which took a lot of patience out of her.

"That's fine." Meng Ping regulated her movements by herself.

Originally, it took one and a half hours to draw a good painting, but she insisted on painting for two and a half hours before reaching the level of her satisfaction, and she mentioned the words: Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze helps the threshold of Revlon.

Meng Ping was the only one left in the attic, and Wanwan called out, "Okay, Auntie, come and have a look. If you are not satisfied, I will modify it."

Meng Ping walked over, stood in front of the easel, and couldn't stop nodding, "It's really good. Even the embroidery on the clothes is vivid. I also like poems. They are catchy to read. You girl, people can't bear to say You have a bad word."

Ying Wanwan smiled, knowing what Meng Ping meant, so she didn't answer.

After putting down the paintbrush, he proposed to leave.

The whole family enthusiastically kept her for dinner.

After Ying Wanwan agreed, she sat in the living room and watched TV.

The Luo family has a lot of DVDs from HK, and Luo Yue broadcasts episodes for her to pass the time.

Meng Ping sat down, "Wanwan, I heard from Xiaoyue that you have to skip a grade. You are learning to draw and you are planning to skip a grade. Are you busy?"

"It's too busy, I'm used to it before." Ying Wanwan grinned, she used to work harder than now.

But at that time, the family was very strict with her.

Now Pan Xin is ruthlessly spoiling her.Hard work depends entirely on self-consciousness.

"You are really capable. Your mother is lucky. She has such a versatile daughter like you. Look at this one in our family, she is so stupid." Meng Ping gave Luo Yue a sideways look in disgust.

　Many chapters have been blocked, and I have already contacted the editor to apply for lifting the ban. Fairies are reading books. If there are chapters that are messed up, you can add them to the bookshelf again.

　　
　
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