The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 103 0103. Do you want to learn to draw? (8)

"Dad! Come out! Mom is back!"

Zhuang Xinian's excited voice seemed to have the power to break through the air, and it directly penetrated the wall and entered the ears of Zhuang's father.

Zhuang's father looked at the canvas that had been working for a day without any progress, and the paint in his hand that was so dry that it could not be seen that it had been poured over. He put it down decisively, untied his apron and walked out.

As soon as she went out, she saw Zhuang Xinian standing at the front wearing the princess dress he just bought for her a few days ago, next to that boy Jiang Shaoheng, behind her was his wife and Lao Jiang and his wife next door.

"Lao Jiang, and Dr. An, why are you here too? I'm so busy and trouble you..." Zhuang's father walked over with a smile and hugged his wife and daughter. Although he said polite words, the smile on his face was straightforward. exposed himself.

Father Jiang also had a smile on his face, pointing at Zhuang Xinian in Father Zhuang's arms, "It's this girl! She said that I have a gift for you tonight under the witness of everyone!"

Zhuang's father turned his head to look at his daughter who was smiling so much that she showed her big white teeth, "Then Nian Nian, what gift do you want to give Dad?"

"We have to have dinner first! After dinner, Dad will know when he makes a wish!" Zhuang Xi thought mysteriously, and then urged the dinner to be served quickly.

Jiang Shaoheng was the only one who knew about it, and seeing Zhuang Xinian's mysterious appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

The dinner was made by Cai's mother, and it was all her husband's favorite dishes. Fortunately, the dishes that Zhuang's father liked were relatively ordinary, and it was not particularly unacceptable. This dinner was enjoyed by both guests and guests.

After finally finishing dinner, Zhuang's father wanted to sit down for a while, but Zhuang Xinian forced him to sit where he was, while she ran to bring the birthday cake.

There was a big candle on top of the cake, but Zhuang Xinian didn't dare to light it, so this task was left to Mama Cai.

Zhuang's father closed his eyes and began to make a wish under everyone's gaze and singing.

"Dad! Happy Birthday!"

"Husband, happy birthday!"

"Old Zhuang, happy birthday!"

"Uncle Zhuang, happy birthday!"

Before Dad Zhuang opened his eyes, he heard everyone's blessings to him, but when he opened his eyes, what he saw was a painting that Zhuang Xinian and Mom Cai were holding together.

The painting gave him a familiar feeling, but overall it was unfamiliar in terms of perception.

"Father! I drew this! I wanted to learn how to draw from you, but I couldn't learn how to draw. Brother Shaoheng said that a gift is what you want, so, so I..." Zhuang Xinian said at the end They were all a little embarrassed, and their cheeks were stained a little blush, as if they had secretly rubbed on Mama Cai's foundation.

Zhuang's father is an artist, and he is very emotional emotionally. When he took over the painting drawn by his precious daughter, his eyes were already stained with tears. When he took over the painting, it was the first time he received an international award. Even more serious.

He looked at the painting over and over again.

The birthday celebration lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening, because the two children were still young and it was not suitable for them to go to bed too late.

After Zhuang Xinian sent off Jiang Shaoheng's family of three with his parents, he was urged to go back to his room to sleep.

"Dad, before going to bed, I have a little gift for you! You squat down!"

Zhuang's father heard this and quickly squatted down in front of his daughter.

"Boom!"

Zhuang Xinian gave Zhuang's father a big kiss, "Happy birthday, Dad! Good night, Mom and Dad!"

　Come to town today for a meeting.

　　This chapter is live, so it's a bit late.

　　I am so sorry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)