His careful liver is milky and cute

Chapter 21
The more Xiaomaomao talked, the more excited she was, putting together what she saw incoherently. Yan Haozhe, who couldn't understand, couldn't help but frowned, and couldn't continue talking.

That night, Yan Haozhe asked his mother to buy a complete set of Doraemon DVDs, and watched them silently by himself.

Haohao's father exclaimed, unexpectedly, this kid also has cartoons he likes to watch, he really is a kid, kid.

"What's your name?" Haohao's mother pushed him and said, "Haohao is still a child."

A few days later, Yan Haozhe had a common topic with his kitten, Mao Mao. He also drew a watercolor painting of Doraemon and gave it to Mao Mao, which made Hu Youyou jump up and down with joy.

"Mom, mom, brother Haohao drew this for me. It's so beautiful. Look at it, it's exactly the same as the one on TV."

"This is Doraemon, he is Nobita, behind is Shizuka, Xiao Fu and Fat Tiger, the bamboo dragonfly above their heads, Nobita holds the memory toast, and Doraemon holds the air gun , look at its pocket, the item is about to fly out..."

Come on, come on, Hu Youyou has to explain it to everyone, saying that only her brother Haohao can paint so beautifully, and these props are some of her favorites, she really really likes them.

I told my parents and the neighbors that it was okay, but the result of taking it to school was that the little girl who was jealous of her deliberately tore it up.

She just wanted to share the joy and didn't mean to show off, but the listener didn't think so.

Being stuck with Yan Haozhe every day is not pleasing to the eye, but he can still get his paintings.

After returning from class exercises, Hu Youyou looked at the broken pieces of paintings in the drawer, his eyes turned red, and he pursed his lips. Finally, he couldn't help it, and was so sad that he couldn't stop crying.

"If Maomao likes it, you can draw as many pictures as you want. Don't cry, okay?" He comforted.

"It's different," the little girl said stubbornly, "it's just different."

After school, Hu Youyou was holding the torn painting and wanted to glue it back together, but he didn't do his homework. After tossing all night, although it was finally glued together, the gap between the splicing was crooked and ugly.

For this reason, Hu Youyou, who didn't do his homework, was called to the back of the class by the teacher and punished to stand for a class, and was secretly ridiculed by the students in the class.

"Why didn't you do your homework?" After class, Yan Haozhe asked her, "What were you doing last night? It was too late to watch the animation, so did you forget?"

Hu Youyou shook his head, and carefully took out the pasted picture in the schoolbag, saying that he wanted to stick it again, but the torn picture would not be the same even if it was pasted again, it was ugly.

When Yan Haozhe saw the painting, he was moved when he thought that she spent a whole night putting together the painting again.

With approval, he took the painting home and added green vines in the gaps of the paste, as if flying in the bushes in the air, with large leaves covering the face, which is very special looming.

"It's so beautiful!" Hu Youyou sighed sincerely, opening his mouth in amazement.

"Of course it's beautiful." He looked into her eyes and said softly, "Maomao and I created this together."

Since then, this painting has been pasted in the center of Hu Youyou's room. Friends who go to play in her room often see it at a glance, and then say with emotion that this painting of Doraemon is so beautiful.

"Of course," she always said proudly, "Brother Haohao and I created this together."

(End of this chapter)