The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 100 0100. Do you want to learn to draw? (5)

After the final exams have passed, and after returning to school to get the report card, Pingshi Primary School will officially start the winter vacation!

This year's winter vacation is a little longer, a full month!

In previous years, it was about 25 days.

Once the winter vacation is over, Zhuang Xinian will have more time to copy his father's paintings.

She had practiced for more than a month before, and after Jiang Shaoheng asked her father about the thoughts and stories behind each painting, Zhuang Xinian was finally able to draw a painting that satisfied her a little.

Although it is still incomparable with her father, and the similarity is only less than 60.00%, Zhuang Xinian is still working hard on the painting. What she wants to send is a heart, not a fake that can be confused with the real one.

This sentence was told by Jiang Shaoheng when Zhuang Xinian still felt dissatisfied with her painting and was about to give up.

It was also thanks to Jiang Shaoheng watching her that she was able to persevere until now, otherwise, I don't know how many times I would have given up!

From the fact that he couldn't finish drawing a visible painting in two hours before, to being able to outline a satisfactory structure in two hours now, Zhuang Xinian's progress is actually really fast without anyone to guide him.

It has to be said that some people may be born with the talent genes inherited from their parents.

"Huh? Brother Shaoheng, is it New Year's Eve tomorrow?" Zhuang Xinian was watching anime with a cup of hot milk when suddenly a small frame popped up in the lower right corner of the computer. After she glanced at it, she asked in surprise .

Jiang Shaoheng was also taken aback when he was asked, then took a look at his phone, and then replied: "Yes, tomorrow will be New Year's Eve."

"I don't know if Mom and An's mother will be on duty temporarily this year..." Zhuang Xinian's tone suddenly dropped.

On the evening of Chinese New Year's Eve last year, the two families managed to get together for a meal. Suddenly two calls came, and the two doctors in the family rushed back to the hospital without their husbands and children.

Jiang Shaoheng smiled, and turned the pen in his hand, "On my birthday this year, I have already made a wish for Niannian. I hope that Aunt Cai and my mother can stay at home for dinner this year."

"Ah! Brother Shaoheng, why did you say your birthday wish? It won't work!" Zhuang Xinian exclaimed, his voice full of pity.

Jiang Shaoheng refrained from laughing, and comforted her: "No, it's been so long, it won't fail."

Zhuang Xi was skeptical, but finally chose to believe.

Because she still wants her mother and mother Ann to have New Year's Eve dinner at home!

Sure enough, on New Year's Eve, six people from the two families sat around the dining table at Zhuang Xinian's house, happily eating the New Year's Eve dinner.

"This year's New Year's Eve dinner is really delicious!" Zhuang Xinian picked up a few pieces of chicken and put them into everyone's rice bowls at the dinner table, and said with a smile while eating the meatballs.

Father Jiang asked very cooperatively, "Oh? How could Niannian think so?"

Zhuang Xinian smiled so much that her small face was wrinkled together, and it looked like freshly baked meat buns under the light, "Because both of Niannian's mothers are eating together at home this year! The whole family eats together Of course it's delicious!"

Some witty words made several adults at the dinner table laugh, and took turns to give her food as a reward.

Even Jiang Shaoheng picked up several meatballs and put them in her bowl.

The two families finished their meal happily, and the adults had the habit of watching the year. The two children didn't seem particularly sleepy, so they sat in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala.

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(End of this chapter)