Cross the farmhouse naughty chick

Chapter 109 A Brilliant Smile (2)
"It's actually a very simple thing. It's just to consider whether you have patience." Lan Jia tried to explain clearly to her father and elder brother, hoping that they would persevere no matter how boring they are. Now that she is full of confidence, she may encounter difficulties and hope Father and elder brother cheered themselves up and encouraged themselves to persevere.

"Erya, can you finish talking in one breath, don't say half and keep the other half, and make the listeners anxious." Lan Tao talked for a long time without getting to the point, and couldn't help urging Lan Jia to ask for help from his father and himself.

"It's just that big brother helped me press the cloth, not for a while, maybe for a whole day." Lan Jia pursed her lips and slowly revealed a smile.

"Such a simple thing, I will definitely do it well, everything is on me." Lan Tao laughed when he heard this. Is it necessary for Lan Jia to say something that a three-year-old child can do?So seriously, I thought it was a complicated thing.

Lan Dazhi glanced at Lan Tao and shook his head.

Although it looks simple, it is inevitable to maintain a posture for a long time, and it is inevitable to feel uncomfortable. Although I understand it, I still want to satisfy Lan Jia's wish, but I don't know if Lan Tao can persist.

Lan Jia showed her father and elder brother how to straighten Brahma.

She was frowning, sitting there with her chin in one hand, and the little girl she drew this morning looked like Snow White, was it Snow White and the Huntsman, or was it with the seven dwarfs.

Lan Tao saw Lan Jia sitting there motionless, and opened his mouth to speak.

I felt my father pull, turned to look at my father, and saw that my father signaled him not to speak, which meant that Lan Jia was thinking, so don't interrupt Lan Jia's thinking.

Seeing his father talking like this, Lan Tao pouted and looked at him resentfully.

Turning her head, she saw that Lan Jia was still furrowing her eyebrows, just as her father had indicated, the furrowed eyebrows relaxed all of a sudden.

Seeing Lan Jia's frowning all of a sudden, a bright smile appeared on his face all of a sudden.

Lan Tao rested his chin with one hand, just looking at Lan Jia's unpredictable expression was not bad.

Lan Jia thought that if she drew a girl, only girls would wear it. It would be strange to draw a hunter, so she finally decided to draw a picture of the seven dwarfs playing with Snow White.

She picked up the pen and was about to draw on the cloth. Who knew that her elder brother had already let go of her hand. When she looked up, she saw her staring at her intently. She wondered which country she had wandered to.

"Brother, you are stupid!" Lan Jia frowned slightly, and looked straight at the elder brother with a pair of eyes. Seeing that the elder brother didn't respond, she stretched out her hand in front of the elder brother and shook it.

"You are stupid, I was just looking at the wonderful expression on your face." Lan Tao patted Lan Jia's little hand away, wrinkled his nose at Lan Jia, and said casually.

"Brother, I'm going to start drawing now, so don't let go casually." Lan Jia glanced at Lan Tao, not wanting to quarrel with her brother, so as not to affect her own thinking.

"Sister, give me the piece of cloth at the back as well, and finish the painting in one go." Lan Jia felt that now that the inspiration came, it was very easy to paint, so she didn't want to stop, and wanted to finish the painting all at once. Practical.

Lan Jia thought carefully before picking up the brush and starting to draw, trying not to smear on the clothes.

The Snow White in the painting has a pair of big eyes that can speak smartly, long and curled eyelashes, like the wings of a butterfly flying, hair like waves, a small pretty nose, a small cherry mouth, and matching With a face like a goose egg, the whole person looks extremely beautiful.

With his head down, he was saying something interesting to the seven dwarfs in Q version, with a sunny smile on his face, and he was playing with the seven dwarves hand in hand in the garden, carefree.

"Erya, you are so good, the paintings are as real as they are, and the expressions on the faces can be drawn." Seeing Lan Jia put down the pen, Lan Tao immediately moved to Lan Jia's side and said with a smile on his face.

"Such a small hand, how can it be so powerful?" Lan Tao took Lan Jia's hand and compared it with his hand. It was much smaller than his hand, but the pictures he drew were really unexpectedly beautiful.

"However, although the paint is painted on the bottom to cover up the flaws, what should I do if there are stained places on the top." Lan Tao picked up the front and back two pieces of cloth and looked at them, frowned and said softly.

"I know too! But after the elder sister and mother finish embroidering the bottom, I will draw some butterflies, flowers, grass..." Lan Jia turned to look at the elder brother, slightly startled, and then explained to the elder brother.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Lan Dazhi's lips. Seeing how Lan Tao and Lan Jia were having a heated discussion about finishing a piece of clothing, he smiled and said nothing.

"When did you learn to draw? Why don't I know?" Lan Tao looked at Laijia with wide eyes and said incredulously.

"Just this morning! Didn't you see that the painting I drew at the beginning was messy, and finally I painted it seriously. I painted it here and there several times before I finished it." Lan Jia was taken aback. Fortunately, I painted a mess first this morning, no? If I don’t know how to explain it to my elder brother, it’s impossible to say that I learned to paint in my previous life!
"Then how long will it take for me to draw on the ground before I can draw you like this?" Lan Tao saw that Lan Jia's paintings were very beautiful, so he wanted to practice seriously, thinking that his own paintings should be worse than Lan Jia's Not much.

"I can draw such a beautiful painting in the morning, I believe you will be able to do it, brother." Lan Jia said perfunctorily.

"It must be very difficult!" Lan Tao said uncertainly, not knowing what to do.

"If you can't practice well no matter how you practice, it only means that you are not as smart as me! You must work hard and not let me outcompete you." Lan Jia said weakly.

"Then I'll start practicing now, and I can catch up with your paintings in two or three days at most." Lan Tao said that he was about to practice immediately.

"Brother, you have to practice painting. At least filling your stomach is the most practical thing. Everything else is just floating clouds." Lan Jia felt that her stomach was a little uncomfortable.

"Oops! I was so busy chatting here that I forgot to cook, and I have to wait a while to eat." Lan Tao ran to the kitchen immediately after speaking.

When Lan Tao walked into the kitchen, he saw that his mother and eldest sister had put the food on the small table, and they were about to call us to eat. It was a good time to come in by himself.

"Father, Erya, come and eat quickly." Lan Tao shouted as he walked to the kitchen door.

"Aren't we here? What are you yelling for?" Lan Dazhi reached out and tapped Lan Tao's forehead.

"Father—why do you always like to tap my forehead? Don't you know it hurts so much?" Lan Tao's lips curved down, and he glanced at his father with a little grievance. He walked to the small table in a depressed mood, and sat down on his buttocks. .

(End of this chapter)