The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 111 0111. Learning to draw is very hard. (1)

When Zhuang Xinian said this with confidence, Father Zhuang felt his daughter's words stir his blood in his chest.

"Okay! Dad will teach you personally, I'm not afraid you won't learn it!"

Zhuang Xinian began a study journey that lasted for several years.

"Niannian, did you buy a painting set by yourself?" Zhuang's father asked his daughter while packing up the painting sets that he hadn't had time to pack after finishing painting last time.

Zhuang Xinian slapped his thigh at this moment, "Oh! The things are still at Brother Shaoheng's side! I'll go get them back!"

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry. Before Zhuang's father could tell her that he could use his own painting tools to top it first, the little girl was gone.

Jiang Shaoheng next door saw the little girl running over in such a hot weather, so he quickly opened the balcony door to let her in, took a few tissues and wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead before asking her: " Nian Nian, why did you come here at this time?"

Zhuang Xinian panted, holding Jiang Shaoheng's arm, "Shao... Brother Shaoheng, Dad said, he wants to teach me how to draw, so I... I'll come here to get the painting utensils that I left here with you before."

Jiang Shaoheng thought about it, he was alone at home, and he always troubled Uncle Zhuang to ask him to have dinner at noon, so he decided——

"Then read it, wait for me, and I will go home with you later."

Zhuang Xinian nodded blankly, and after watching Jiang Shaoheng packed a small suitcase for herself, he helped her carry it, "Niannian, let's go."

"Oh." Zhuang Xinian silently opened the door to make way for Jiang Shaoheng.

Zhuang's father was waiting for his precious daughter to come back at home. Who knew that not only the precious daughter came back, but also the brat next door who always wanted to steal his daughter!

"Hello, Uncle." Jiang Shaoheng let go of his suitcase, and gently put down the painting utensils he was carrying, cherishing them like some precious gifts.

"There are no extra rooms at home, or you will share a room with Niannian as before? I'll go and tidy up a floor for you to lay out." Zhuang's father knew what Jiang Shaoheng was up to when he saw this posture, but this The child was brought up by himself since he was a child, so now he lives alone next door and is unhappy and wants to come here, and he can't bear to let him go back.

"No need uncle, I can just sleep on the sofa. The sofa is big and comfortable, no different from a bed." Jiang Shaoheng smiled and pointed to the innermost sofa.

Zhuang's father looked at Jiang Shaoheng with some embarrassment, but it really didn't make sense for the two children to grow up and live in the same room.

"I haven't slept on the sofa yet! I want to sleep on the sofa with Brother Shaoheng too!" Zhuang Xinian tilted her head and ran to roll on the sofa.

Jiang Shaoheng pursed the corners of his lips, "Nian Nian, the sofa is too small for two people to sleep on, and you will fall off when you sleep on the sofa."

Zhuang Xinian: ...

Little brother, you will be kicked out of the house if you suddenly expose my shortcoming like this!
"I don't! I'm going to sleep on the sofa with you!" Zhuang Xinian sat on the sofa with her lips pouted, looking at Papa Zhuang and Jiang Shaoheng angrily.

Zhuang's father smiled helplessly, so he turned his head and said to Jiang Shaoheng: "Shaoheng, look, Niannian likes to cling to you, or you can go to the room with her to sleep, and I will call you The floor will be fine, will it work?"

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