"Is this a monster, it's very powerful, isn't it very powerful" Yun Xiangsi sat down next to Tang Miao, looked at the child's painting carefully for a while, and accosted him.She didn't introduce herself, and her tone was as usual as if she were chatting with a regular friend.Serious's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth in embarrassment, and then pursed it tightly.Her poor daughter was left with only one hobby, and she had no interest in anything other than painting, and she was too lazy to talk about her mother.She carefully takes care of her daughter's last hobby, no matter how others scold and criticize, she always encourages and praises.Her daughter was the only one left, and she couldn't destroy what little happiness her daughter had left.But this Yun Acacia, how can she open her mouth and say that her daughter doesn't know what to say about painting, and her heart hurts very badly, but the good upbringing she has cultivated since childhood makes her unable to speak ill of the guests, so she has to swallow her heart full of distress and unwillingness, and she is wronged for her daughter.Her daughter is her father's own granddaughter, inherited her father's painting talent, half a year old with a paintbrush, aura is compelling, and all her time and energy are devoted to painting, her daughter is a genius to paint are immortal works are these worldly people have no vision, do not know how to appreciate seriousness, pursed their lips tightly, pale face is no longer gentle, silent and indifferent and alienated, is another kind of stubbornness that is completely different from Old Man Yan.Yun Xiangsi, who was sitting on the side, focused on the little girl in front of him, and didn't notice the displeasure of her mother at all.She was still secretly surprised.Genetics are really powerful, as the old saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and rat sons will make holes.It is more obvious on Tang Miao's body.A child who is only four years old, already has such a rich inner world and relatively complete emotional expression, that kind of flying and free imagination, is exclusive to children, free and uninhibited, so that she envies what she was doing when she was four years old, and tried to recall, time is too far away, or because she was living heartless at that time, and her memory is blurred to blank.Yun Xiangsi pursed his mouth, quickly gathered his scattered thoughts, and pointed to the group of suggestions that were rapidly forming in Tang Miao's pen."
Let's call it Spitfire, it's very strong."
Don't doubt that the idea of cloud acacia comes from the impressive gourd baby.She used to be a TV child happily for a few years, and at that time, no matter after school, all she was thinking about was the gourd baby, the black cat sheriff and other animated characters, and I don't know if there was something wrong with her memory, and most of those pictures were in black and white.Tang Miao's brush paused slightly, and before the full ink dripped down, he quickly connected a few clicks, accepted Yun Xiangsi's suggestion, and drew a few freehand fire-breathing.Serious, a pair of inner Danfeng eyes are round, she is exhausted to her daughter, of course she understands the meaning of her daughter's every move, the subtle changes Miao Miao really listened to Yun Acacia's words, painted the flames, is it that she has always painted imaginary monsters, not impressionist Caiyun landscape The little white rabbit is serious and messy, his eyes are stunned and confused, revealing a sense of panic and helplessness, weak and pitiful.Wei Anran coughed lightly, hiding the smile that reached his throat.The daughter-in-law is smart and keen, and her observation is superhuman, so she can quickly crack the secret room code that is so difficult to solve, not to mention a four-year-old doll Wei Anran's heart is full of pride, and she doesn't want to carefully distinguish the source of this beauty.People's biological mothers know their children better, and it's too embarrassing to find faults.Serious and not an enemy, unnecessary.No one cares about the inner drama of the two of them here, Yun Xiangsi took out the pencil and notebook in the small bag he carried, lowered his head and drew two strokes, blushing a little, looking at Tang Miao's immature little face, the shame and shame unique to adults were thrown away as a matter of course.She placed the notebook next to Tang Miao's drawing paper, and pointed at her shameful ugly drawing with the tip of a pencil."
Look, the monster I think looks like this."
Well, she originally wanted to draw the extraordinary gourd brothers, but unfortunately the pen power was insufficient, so she had to cheekily change her mouth and admit that the painting was also a monster."
It is the most powerful, it will breathe fire and water, its strength is infinite and it is invulnerable" Yun Acacia is full of words, and he is not weak at all."
But it also has weaknesses."
Tang Miao grabbed the paintbrush, his eyes projected on the messy lines, and listened intently."
It's afraid of caterpillars" Yun Acacia said nonsense without changing his face, and drew crooked lines in a thoughtful manner, and dotted a bunch of dots, acting as burrs and a pair of eyes on the caterpillar's body.But no matter how you look at it, it is very different from the imaginary caterpillar, Yun Xiangsi scratched his hair in frustration, and looked back at Wei Anran for help.Wei Anran coughed again, held back a smile, and stepped over to save the scene.His daughter-in-law is so cute, full of ideas, and the things she designs are very beautiful and novel, but this bad painting is really not as good as a child.No, it's been given down by a four-year-old baby.Wei Anran put pen to paper, easily translating the pictures of Yun Acacia, with a little polish, and the realism was vivid."
Yes, yes, that's right, the eyes are bigger, and the cute ones are cute."
Yun Acacia leaned next to him, nodded vigorously, and his eyes seemed to be glowing.Wei Anran glanced at her with a smile, and according to her mind, he twisted the realistic painting style slightly, and sketched one eye with a big body and a small mouth like a caterpillar with a kind smile.This is also the style of painting that she has been grinding for a long time to find out her preferences, and it is similar to the logo she designed.Wei Anran swept her excited smile, like a flower, more like a carefree child, his heart was soft.She will be a good mother, willing to play with her children, and will play.But his role as a father is also indispensable, because he has to act as a medium, shaping his mother's ideas into the tip of the pen, drawing and matching, a match made in heaven.The two of them cooperate tacitly, and the atmosphere around them is full of joy and gentleness, which is very attractive.Yun Acacia's sleeves were slightly heavy, and she turned her head to Tang Miao, who came over to take a look."
You see, this terrible big bad guy is afraid of caterpillars, such a cute caterpillar is its nemesis, when he sees that his legs are weak and wants to escape, isn't it funny" Tang Miao grabbed her hand, put down the bald brush that she had been holding in her hand, and grabbed the pencil and notebook in Wei Anran's hand.Wei Anran let go at the right time, put the notebook on the wooden board, and watched the little girl try to draw two strokes with a little clumsiness, and soon drew smoothly, three or two strokes, and a similar chubby and cute caterpillar jumped on the paper."
It's so powerful that there is one more caterpillar, the monster is going to faint with fright" Yun Acacia smiled like a flower, and gave a thumbs up to Tang Miao, who looked up at the little face, and the tone was warm and sincere, the little girl hooked the corners of her mouth, and her expressionless little face showed an expression that was almost smiling, and she grabbed the pencil and drew the caterpillar quickly, two, three of them covered their mouths seriously and burst into tears.aa2705221t1706231537: