Back to the age: three-year-old cute baby becomes a group pet

Chapter 186 The Big Picture
Cheng Li spent the whole afternoon only drawing the outline of the big painting that Daddy wanted.

Hearing the voices of daddy and third uncle coming back, she rolled up the blank paper.

"Little Four."

Zhu Hailong came in straight away, seeing that his daughter had hidden the paper rolls under the sheet, he pretended not to notice, "Xiao Si, your paintings were bought by the cotton spinning factory, and they were bought by the number of sheets, ten yuan a piece , this is 160 yuan, do you collect it yourself or?"

"I'll collect it myself."

Zhu Hailong smiled, and he knew that it is impossible for a smart and good girl to make money to others, unless Cheng Shanghe's family is not established.

He didn't ask his daughter what she wanted to save money for? "Then you take care of it yourself."

He put the money in the hands of his daughter, and immediately put it in the desk drawer when he saw her.

"Just take it like this?"

"Hush!" Cheng Li put her fat finger on her little mouth, "When everyone is out of my room, I will hide it."

"Hahaha." Zhu Hailong laughed loudly, "Okay, just don't hide it and forget it."

"Will not."

After Zhu Hailong left, Cheng Shanghu told his little niece, "Your father is very powerful. When he sat there, he pushed the picture book in front of the director and said, 'Give me a price'.
The factory manager was obviously very excited when he saw it, but said that it was not easy to weave, so he just tried it for two yuan a piece.

I didn't even see the speed of your dad's hand. The picture book was returned to him, and he turned around and walked out.

The factory manager kept chasing after him, increasing the price while chasing, until he reached the gate. The factory manager gave five yuan a piece, which I thought was almost enough.
Your elder dad only opened his mouth to offer the price: "Ten yuan, no two prices." The factory manager hesitated, and he went out of the gate without looking back. The factory manager chased after his buttocks: "I agree, I agree, hurry up return',
I just saw your daddy grinning, very badly. "

"This is what third uncle has to learn, otherwise, my 80 yuan will be lost by you."

"Yes, yes, third uncle must study hard."

In the evening, Cheng Li rolled up the 16 sheets of great unity with a piece of cut yellow wrapping paper, and placed them under the reed mat. Her bed was easily untouched, and no one except her father, third uncle, and father and grandfather knew about it. She has so much money in her hand.

Cheng Shanghu was not at ease. After he went to the cotton spinning factory to pick up the goods the next day, the goods were not sorted, so he was busy making drawers for his little niece.

What I did was drawers that are connected to the wardrobe partition in the wardrobe, not only to the left and right partitions, but also to the middle partition.

Cheng Li admired the third uncle's brains. In terms of hands-on, the brains are completely sufficient, which is basically the same as the wardrobe drawer of later generations.

However, there is an extra layer of security than the drawers in the wardrobes of later generations. After the drawers are pushed in, there are still a few centimeters left outside, and these few centimeters are the space for the lock.

After locking, there is a board on the outside of the drawer to lift up, and another lock is put on, double-layer anti-theft.

The drawer is above the middle partition of the wardrobe. Not only does the drawer have a separate upper cover, but also a partition is nailed on top of the drawer.

It's only 160 yuan, as for it? "Third uncle, why don't you make iron sheets for me?"

"I would like to, but iron sheets are expensive, and your grandfather doesn't allow iron sheets to appear in the house. Everyone else has iron buckets, but ours is still wooden buckets."

"It means that Uncle San was too good at destroying things when you created them. Grandpa was worried that you might cut the bucket."

"Maybe! Okay, I've been tired for a long time, and I should sort out tomorrow's goods."

"Third uncle this time, go to the countryside to buy the cheap ones, and sell the expensive ones in the town."

"understood."

When Cheng Shanghu left, Cheng Li smiled and rolled her eyes while holding the two keys. The third uncle became more and more humane and lively.

Cheng Li continued to paint the big picture.

On Thursday, Cheng Shanghu went to sell some goods, smiling all over his face, "Little Si, this time the goods are selling better, towels and wool are very popular."

Cheng Li was coloring her own painting, "As long as it sells well, third uncle, when you have time, please make a frame for my painting."

Only then did Cheng Shanghu look at his little niece's table. There was only half a painting on the table, and the upper half was hanging inside the table.

"I'll see how big it is before preparing the materials."

Cheng Li put down the crayon in her hand, "Pick it up and have a look."

Seeing this, Cheng Shanghu was overjoyed, "Nianzhi will be furious."

Cheng Li blinked, she forgot about Zhu Nianzhi's violent temper, what should I do?
Forget about it, she has been painting this painting for three days, and it is about to be successful, at worst, she will draw another one for Zhu Nianzhi,
"He can't beat his dad."

Cheng Shanghu laughed happily, "That's it, will he come to find fault with you?"

"Give him peanuts and tea eggs."

"Haha, he's just a simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs. As soon as you coax him with food, he will lose his temper."

"Is it? Don't worry, it's easy to coax."

On Sunday morning, Zhu Hailong got the painting from Cheng Shanghu and put it in a rough frame.

Seeing this complete picture drawn on a large white paper, Zhu Hailong smiled happily.

In the painting, there is a scene where his eldest son and Xiao Hua are chasing each other, while he is watching with his obedient girl clapping her arms.

There are still some onlookers applauding around, there are not many lines, and the appearance is not very similar, but you can tell who is who at a glance, and you can see the lively atmosphere that day at a glance.

Zheng Jialan leaned over, "Huh? Xiaosi's drawing is pretty good! The drawing skills are negligible, and what she wants to express can be seen at a glance.

The eyes, facial expressions, and the atmosphere of the whole picture are all there, very spiritual. "

"Is it? I'm going to hang it in the main room, you can hold it for me."

Zhu Hailong went to find the hammer and foreign nails. The painting was safe in the hands of his daughter-in-law, and the eldest son dared not snatch it.

Zhu Nianzhi didn't dare to snatch it, he clenched his fists and went to look for the little fat girl.

Seeing Grandpa Cheng in the south room, he suppressed his temper and asked, "Grandpa Cheng, where's Xiao Si?"

Mr. Cheng waved his hand, "Where is the North House!"

Zhu Nianzhi wondered why Grandpa Cheng, who looked like a Maitreya Buddha, was unhappy today?

When he saw the little chubby girl standing on the second stool by the table, bowing her head and doing something, he understood why Grandpa Cheng was unhappy, but as long as he was happy.

He threw the first-grade Chinese textbook he secretly dug out from his younger brother's room on the table, "Little fat girl, it's for you."

Cheng Li looked up at him, then lowered her head and continued to color, "Brother Zhi, are you angry?"

"No," Zhu Nianzhi's voice was a bit stiff, and he paused for a moment, "It's just that you can't make me so cowardly, you should paint me chasing Xiaohua and beating her."

"Quack quack quack quack." Xiao Hua came out from under the bed.

"Xiao Hua is not cowardly." Cheng Li hurriedly comforted her, she didn't have time, so these two should not fight.

"Hmph!" Zhu Nianzhi snorted at Xiao Hua, and his eyes fell on the table, "Xiao Si, is this painting for me?"

"Yes, my third uncle is very tired and has no time to make picture frames."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Zhu Nianzhi wished he could make the picture frame right away, "How long will it take?"

"It'll be fine in a while."

Zhu Nianzhi got the painting and ran home happily, "Mom, mom, look at my painting, it was drawn by the little fat girl."

Zheng Jialan was surprised, Xiaosi also knew how to prepare for a rainy day to coax the yearbook? "Let me see."

"Oh, that's good. When did you have such a gentle, clumsy and warm side?"

"Mom, what are you talking about? Obviously I look like a big brother, okay?"

"Yes, yes, yes, at first glance, he is a good brother who loves his sister."

Today, Zhu Hailong didn't hit his son, and his hands were still itchy. When he heard the mother and son talking, he quickly raised his head to look.

(End of this chapter)