The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 484 0483. A 20-Day New Journey (14)

Zhuang Xinian casually replied to Zhuang's father's message, then got out of bed, and went to the bathroom while flipping through the message from Jiang Shaoheng.

Not much information, like five or six pieces.

The last message is: Uncle Zhuang said that you will be back in about 20 days, why haven't you replied to my message?

After seeing this message, Zhuang Xinian finally remembered what he had forgotten.

I originally planned to reply to the message as soon as I came back, but because I was chatting with my father, I went to the art exhibition again, and after I came back, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep...

Zhuang Xinian looked at the message on the WeChat interface, feeling guilty.

He quickly washed his face, cleared his throat in front of the mirror, and then picked up the phone on the sink again, and made a video call to Jiang Shaoheng while going downstairs.

It was only after calling that I remembered that it should be early in the morning over there, and he hadn't gotten up yet, so he quickly hung up the video request.

Change it to a voice message in the past.

This way, he can hear his own voice when he wakes up!
Instead of looking at cold words!
After sending the voice message, Zhuang Xinian felt that she was really great, and happily put the phone into the pocket of the coat she was wearing.

When I went downstairs, the lights were a little dim, Zhuang Xinian thought that there was no one else, but unexpectedly, Zhuang's father was sitting on the sofa waiting for him to get up to eat.

As soon as there was any movement, Zhuang's father immediately looked behind him, and finally saw his precious daughter sleeping full and eating.

"Nian Nian, are you up? You must be hungry? Sit down, sit down, Dad will warm up your meal."

Zhuang's father hurried to the kitchen.

Seeing his father's appearance, Zhuang Xinian felt warm in his heart, walked to the kitchen door, opened his mouth and said, "Thank you, Dad!"

Zhuang's father paused for a while, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't turn around, but his eyes were slightly red.

Then Zhuang's father brought the hot food to the table and watched Zhuang Xinian eat it bit by bit.

One watched and the other ate. The atmosphere between father and daughter was so good that it made people feel warm after watching it.

After eating, Zhuang's father originally wanted to clean up the dishes and wash them by himself, but Zhuang Xinian held his hand to stop him, "Dad, go get busy, I'll do it myself!"

Seeing the persistence in his daughter's eyes, Zhuang's father didn't shirk it anymore, he just told her a few words and went upstairs by himself.

After washing the dishes, Zhuang Xinian suddenly felt that there was nothing else to do, and now that he had just woken up, it was obviously unrealistic to go back to sleep.

Then he turned around and went straight to the studio.

Sure enough, everything was in the studio and hadn't been touched, including the bag of dirty clothes.

Zhuang Xinian glanced at the backpack in distaste, and finally walked over to pick it up, walked back to her room, threw them all into the washing machine, pressed the automatic washing button, and went back to the studio.

I took out all the things in the tool bag and tidied them up, and then I took out my finished painting.

Looking at the picture that he thought he had already drawn, Zhuang Xinian shook his head left and right.

Edward said, let them see if there are any flaws in their paintings, correct them before handing them in.

But to be honest, Zhuang Xinian seldom changes again, because if she thinks the painting is not good, she just throws it away and starts over again, but if she feels right the first time, she won't add anything more.

So as not to destroy the original feeling.

(End of this chapter)