The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 170 0170. A Big Wave of Money Is Approaching! (5)

The little girl laughed so unscrupulously that the boys lying crooked on the ground turned their heads to look at the little girl with difficulty when they heard the crisp and sweet laughter.

It's a pity, because of the angle, the little girl was blocked by the easel, and they couldn't see the little girl's face, so naturally they didn't know how pretty the little girl smiled.

It doesn't matter if they don't see it, but Jiang Shaoheng, who packed his things and walked over slowly with his schoolbag, can see clearly.

The little girl no longer had the baby fat she had when she was a child, and her picturesque features were directly imprinted in Jiang Shaoheng's heart deeply and cautiously.

Jiang Shaoheng felt very happy in his heart.

This is his sister!

"Nian Nian, are you packed?" Jiang Shaoheng put his schoolbag by Zhuang Xinian's lap.

Zhuang Xinian nodded, bent down and picked up Jiang Shaoheng's schoolbag in his arms, watching Jiang Shaoheng skillfully disassemble his easel.

Zhuang Xinian looked at Jiang Shaoheng's proficiency, and remembered in a daze, as if he had never dismantled the easel, brother Shaoheng had always done it for him...

Jiang Shaoheng disassembled the easel, put them into bags and tied them up. When he stood up, he saw the little girl looking at him with a bewildered expression, obviously in a trance.

He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, "Nian Nian?"

Zhuang Xinian quickly blinked her eyes a few times, pursed her lips, and then looked at Jiang Shaoheng, looking very cute and cute.

"Go home." Jiang Shaoheng picked up his things, nodded to those who were still lying on the floor, and left.

Zhuang Xinian waved at them with one hand free, and followed Jiang Shaoheng closely.

When I got home, it was already 37:[-]. When Zhuang Xinian walked in with her schoolbag in her arms, Dad Zhuang came out with a reheated meal. He saw that his daughter was back, and he didn't criticize him too much, he just said One sentence: "Hurry up and put your things down, wash your hands and eat."

Zhuang Xinian and Jiang Shaoheng obediently put down their things to wash their hands, and then went to eat quietly.

After dinner, Zhuang Xinian pulled Dad Zhuang to the sofa, while Jiang Shaoheng went to wash the dishes.

I don't know how Zhuang Xinian told Dad Zhuang, anyway, when Jiang Shaoheng came out, Dad Zhuang had already returned to his previous gentle appearance, obviously he was no longer angry.

Jiang Shaoheng couldn't help sighing in his heart, daughter control is easy to coax.

From then on, every two days on weekends, Zhuang's father postponed the cooking time by an hour, trying to ensure that Zhuang Xinian and the others could just have a hot meal when they came back.

After about four weekends, the painting was finally ready to be produced.

However, before publishing the picture, Zhuang Xinian thought about it, and brought the picture to Dad Zhuang to ask him to look at it.

This is the first time for her to take such a relatively large picture. She used to be a sketch. Her basic skills are relatively solid, so she is not worried, but she has never practiced this kind of large color picture, so she is a little worried disturbed.

Sure enough, when Dad Zhuang saw the picture, he frowned, and after looking at it for a while, he handed the picture back.

"The base map is not bad. Although there are no major mistakes in the color, it can be better. Let's keep working hard!"

Zhuang Xinian took the picture carefully.

I feel a little lucky, as long as my father didn't say that this kind of picture can't be shown to meet people!
　Good evening babies!
　　Don't forget the ticket.

　　I'm going to grow mushrooms.

　　Happy reading.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)