After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 358 Please Mother Teach Us
"Mother, sister-in-law said that she also wants to learn to paint."

When Mrs. Hu came back with the blanket, Mrs. Lin followed her into Huishu's boudoir with her big belly.

Feng Yin raised her eyes, and happened to meet Lin's eyes that came in cautiously while holding her stomach, looking over anxiously.

Faced with this elder daughter-in-law who is a bit of a white lotus, Feng Yin couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

But with two daughters by her side, she didn't bring out this emotion.

He just said lightly: "If you want to learn, you can learn, as long as you are not afraid of suffering and suffering."

"Mother, we are not afraid of being tired."

The two daughter-in-law and the daughter-in-law replied in unison, "Please ask mother to teach us."

Feng Yin: "Okay, don't stand there, take the child down first."

Lin and Hu listened to the instructions, and quickly reached out to take their child down and put it on the blanket.

And took advantage of the opportunity to put some trinkets that Feng Yin made for the children on the felt, and let them play with them by themselves.

Seeing that they settled down the children, Feng Yin motioned for the two sisters-in-law to sit on the edge of the kang, and began to tell them the essentials of drawing cartoons.

And based on the plot of the calabash baby story that Zhang Yiming told Min Rou last night, he drew it one by one.

The four sisters-in-law never knew that there is such an interesting content in painting.

Today, under the explanation of mother Feng Yin, it was as if they saw a magical door slowly opening to them.

The four of them listened with gusto, and forgot about the passing of time.

Even the two children playing on the ground felt that there were so many elders around them, so they didn't make much noise about them.

Except for Mrs. Hu who went out to pour a glass of water for Feng Yin, no one moved.

Until Feng Yin finished drawing the story told by Zhang Yiming last night and stopped writing, the four sisters-in-law were still immersed in the storyline and the beauty of the comics.

Seeing this, Feng Yin raised the corners of her lips slightly, without disturbing their meditation, and began to sort out the results of the half day one by one.

Looking at the pictures in her hands, Feng Yin felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Miss."

At this moment, Zhang Yiming, who had been thinking about Feng Yin's first draft of the manga, finished his sons' lesson, found his daughter's room outside, and shouted loudly.

Hearing the cry, Feng Yin raised her head and responded, "Are you there? Are you hungry? Let's go cook."

Zhang Yiming: "Don't worry, let me show you your paintings first."

Hearing these words, the corners of Feng Yin's lips twitched, but he didn't reveal his intentions.

Instead, he agreed cooperatively: "Okay, husband, please help me see if there is anything that needs to be modified."

While speaking, Feng Yin got off the ground, put on her shoes and went out to meet her.

It wasn't until this time that the few young people who were immersed in the storyline and the beauty of the comics realized it, and they all got up and wanted to follow out.

"elder sister."

Min Rou had an injury on her leg, so she didn't dare to move around for a while, so she had to call Zhang Huishu for help.

Hui Shu smiled at her younger sister, blinked mysteriously, and reached out to hug her up: "Are you going to the latrine? My sister will take you there first."

"Okay."

Zhang Minrou received her sister's hint, and agreed cleverly, wrapping her hands around her neck, very well-behaved.

Over there, Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Hu also took their children and left sister-in-law's room.

When they came out, they saw Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming walking side by side, one was enjoying the manga, and the other was pointing out the explanation.

But in the eyes of the juniors, it seems that one is teaching and the other is listening carefully, not to mention how warm and harmonious it is.

In fact:
Feng Yin handed the sketch in hand to Zhang Yiming, who took it in his hand with joy, turned around and walked towards the main room: "Go back to the room and talk slowly."

(End of this chapter)