Chapter 440

Old lady Jing is drinking water gracefully. She is too lazy to pay attention to him. She does not look at him as if she is out of sight and out of mind. She just smiles and looks at the little Mianmian who is seriously painting. Her eyes are full of love.

The old man thought Mianmian had to draw more for a while, but he didn't expect that in a few minutes, Mianmian announced: "I'm done! Great grandfather

"Look, look, this is my great granddaughter. She's not only good at drawing, but also fast. She doesn't drag her feet at all!" Master Jing turns his head to fight with his uncle.

Uncle Li has just walked to Mianmian. He is afraid that the child will fall. He is ready to hold her down from the chair. He inadvertently takes a look at Mianmian's work. At the same time, he hears the old man's words, and the old man's face is about to twitch.

Looking forward to reaching out for the painting, master Jing Mianmian quickly sent it to him: "look, granddad! Can I draw well? "

The old man took it with an expectant face. He thought he could see Yushu Linfeng in his children's pen. When he saw the painting clearly, his eyes were wide open. After looking up and down for a long time, he looked at the proud little Mianmian standing in the same place with a suspicious face: "what is this painting

"It's granddad you!"

Old man: "I'm not sure."

At this time, Mrs. Jing got up, took a look at it, and laughed on the spot.

"Yes, the old beast is very similar."

Uncle Li forbeared to smile.

Master Jing

After watching for a while, the old man looked down at Mianmian again: "Xiaomian, do you have any other hobbies besides painting?"

"Yes, Mommy taught me to play Gobang ~"

"Good at playing chess, good at playing chess. I'll teach you to play go later! Is there anything else? "

"I can also sing. There is a vocal music teacher in Mommy's studio. The teacher also teaches me to play the piano. I have passed cet-9! I also won the first prize in the pencil writing competition in kindergarten

"Well, well, although Su Na is busy, she is also a good mother with a heart. This can be regarded as Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting..." master Jing suddenly pauses: "Mianmian, otherwise we'd better give up this painting..."

Mianmian tilted his head and asked, "why?"

"This..." the old man looked at Mrs. Jing, who was smiling, and then at Uncle Li, who was suffering from eyebrows and eyes twitching.

Obviously, I was asking, can their family's talent in painting be saved?

Uncle Li took a look at Mianmian's three words written in the lower right corner of the paper. For a six-year-old child, the words are really good-looking. It can be seen that the child has really been well cultivated.

As for painting, it's too fanciful. It's probably because Shi Su never restricted her children's imagination and didn't deliberately restrict her too much in painting.

Although, it's a bit too wild.

Master Jing has suffered a psychological blow on Mianmian's portrait. He needs to be comforted. He quickly asks Uncle Li to find a chessboard and says that he will play some chess with Mianmian.

As a result, I didn't expect Mianmian to be a small player. He was very easy to play Gobang. The old man was used to playing go, and he was very skillful in Gobang. After a few games, Mianmian won most of the games. Moreover, the old man didn't deliberately let her. Every time, Mianmian successfully avoided the sight of the old man, connected five pieces, and then said with a smile: "great grandfather, You lose again

Seeing that master Jing was killed by a six-year-old on the chessboard, Mrs Jing was very happy.

The old man lost another game. While patting his thigh, he gritted his teeth and vowed that he would win the next game. He picked up the pieces and shook his head. He thought that the painting had affected his judgment and underestimated him. The child looked innocent and lovely. His painting was pure kindergarten level, but the little girl was really smart, It's obvious that he's just a clever little guy who deliberately drew and teased him.

Tut Tut, little smelly girl!

After losing a few more games, the old man began to repent. From time to time, he wanted to pick up the words he had just dropped: "no, no, I shouldn't put them here. I'll play again..."

Mianmian calmly sat at the table with a small chin and looked at the old man who repented of playing chess: "you're playing tricks, grandpa!"

"Who's to blame? I'm not cheating! I'm old and dazzled. I just dropped out of sight! "

"Mommy said she had no regrets, but granddad was just playing tricks."

"I didn't!"

"Granny, come and see. Granny, you're sorry again!"

"Don't call her, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

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When Su is in the bathtub reading microblog, Jing Jihan's microblog has exploded in the twinkling of an eye. She just takes a bath, and the situation has turned around.

It is worthy of being Jing Jihan. Every word has enough strength. His words are not random at all. Every word and every sentence is very powerful.

The passers-by, who had not known the truth and had mixed up with him, accurately guessed the relationship between "little squirrel accompanied by Rujing" and Jing Jihan because of the short story in Shi Su's microblog. Maybe it was a sister adopted by Jing's family or some relatives. In a word, the obscure content really makes people look confused, But in fact, nothing can prove the relationship between her and Jing Jihan. Many words are really like what Jing Jihan said. They are like "imagining dreams".

Jingsixue can't help being scolded. At first, Su thought jingsixue was a calm person, but he didn't expect that in less than ten minutes, all the microblogs of "Rujing's little squirrel" were emptied, and there was no one left.

I hope she is because Jing Jihan personally hit the face, and the face can't hang, choose silence convergence, no longer continue to mischief.

Shi SUSHUN pays close attention to Jing Jihan's Micro blog, then puts his mobile phone beside the bathtub, closes his eyes, and leans comfortably in the bathtub to enjoy the long-distance warmth and tranquility.

She fell asleep by accident. Her head was just on the water, and suddenly she was whirling around. Suddenly she was lifted up and wrapped up in a bath towel.

She opened her eyes and saw that Jing Jihan's shirt was stained with water. Then she realized that she had accidentally fallen asleep just now. The water was almost cold. No wonder she felt a little cold just now.

"Sleeping in a bathtub, I don't know how to keep the water constant?" Jing Jihan takes her out of the bathroom and puts her on the bed.

As soon as Su's body touched the quilt, she shivered subconsciously with a bath towel: "I didn't expect to fall asleep either. I was so absorbed in reading the microblog before that I forgot to adjust the water temperature."

Catch a glimpse of her wrapped in a bath towel, her hair is not dry on the cold directly into the quilt action, Jing Jihan gently untied shirt collar button: "is it? Have you forgotten anything else? "