"Is the caterpillar army coming, too powerful The monster ran away with its tail between its legs, and we are victorious, yes" Yun Acacia was almost made out of a dense phobia by the caterpillar full of paper, and forcibly squeezed out an excited smile, and his voice sounded a little fake.Tang Miao stopped sensitively, raised his head and took a pair of big black grape-like eyes, and looked at her for a moment.Yun Xiangsi was a little weak-hearted, and then he rolled his eyes and smiled slyly."
Is this a good stroke?"
she could see that the child was holding a pencil for the first time.After all, Tang Miao is only four years old, he doesn't like to talk, and he paints so well with a brush, he must have practiced every day, and it is normal for him not to be distracted.The questioner had no intention of listening, his serious heart was sour, his face was a little red, and the softly washed half-worn handkerchief in his hand had already been soaked with tears.My father had a strange temper and refused to sell the paintings, and the family could only go in and out, so life was really difficult.can be asked so clearly, it still hurts like a slap in the face."
Hmm."
Tang Miao clenched the pencil in her hand tightly and nodded vigorously, as if she was afraid that it would not be enough to express her strong will, so she deliberately spoke out to assist.It was a clear sound that everyone heard.Yun Acacia's eyes lit up, hiding the joy in her heart, deliberately pretending not to understand, and reaching out to take the pencil in her hand."
I also think your bare brush is much stronger.If you want to draw well, a good pen is indispensable, and I think this pen is the best for painting" Tang Miao pursed her lips, perceiving Yun Xiang's intention to grab the brush, first subconsciously wanted to let go, and then used the strength to grab it, the big black eyes were wet, and she stared at Yun Xiangsi for a while, seeing that she smiled and didn't mean to let go, she turned her head anxiously to look at the mother standing beside her.When a child is wronged or something, his first reaction is always to find his mother.Yun Acacia's heart relaxed.Just now, Tang Miao subconsciously wanted to let go of her hand, she almost thought that the little plan was going to fail.She said, no matter how cold and autistic Tang Miao is, in the face of her beloved toys, she will still show the domineering side of a child."
Sister" was seriously looked at by her daughter's aggrieved eyes, her heart and liver were about to crumple into a ball, she endured the embarrassment and spoke, her face was hot, and her heart was ruthless.Miao Miao has grown so big, she has never asked her for anything, let alone a pencil, even if she wants the moon of the sky, she has to try to fly back to the sky, but this cloud acacia is also really, just a pencil, and she has to fight with the child, not like an elder.Although the family is poor, because they don't use pencils, they really don't have them, otherwise they don't have to be cheeky to ask for it from this ignorant Yun Xiangsi.Serious heart turned a thousand times, complaining about embarrassment was just a momentary feeling, and the monstrous joy of hearing her daughter's voice was not worth mentioning at all, so she spoke in a hurry without hesitation.Only then did he shout his sister, and he was shocked by the cool glance of Yun Acacia.Her anxious and feverish head cleared, as if she had been struck by lightning, and after a moment of stunned work, Yun Xiangsi had already withdrawn her eyes and continued to tug of war with Xiao Tang Miao."
Look what your mom does.I've got another funny idea, so I'll draw it for you.Eh, why don't you let go, what do you mean" Yun Acacia spoke softly, adding a lot of tone words, intentionally or unintentionally imitating the tone of the speech of the host of the children's program on the TV station that he liked in his childhood.Seriously closed his mouth slowly, and after calming down, he somewhat understood Yun Acacia's intentions.She clutched her wet handkerchief excitedly, looked at her daughter expectantly, and didn't say anything more.Will my daughter open her mouth to express her love for this pencil Even if she doesn't say she wants it, as long as she says two more words, no, as long as she chirps twice, even if she starts crying, it's enough for her daughter to be a genius, a genius who is a thousand times more powerful than a normal person, not a fool, not a dumb person, not Tang Miao and her mother looked at each other, slowly wrinkled a pair of slightly faint eyebrows, and pursed her mouth tightly, looking like a precursor to a tantrum.Yun Xiangsi made persistent efforts, added some strength to pull out the pencil that was clutched tightly by her, and asked suspiciously: "Why don't you speak, you don't speak, how do I know what you want I am in a hurry to draw, what do you have to say quickly, I will draw for you after speaking." ”Tang Miao used her strength to grasp the god's good brush, it can draw the cute caterpillar that makes the monster run away with its tail between its legs, she wants her little face to be red, her big eyes are wet and full of tears, and her little appearance is very pitiful.Seriousness is like a knife, and no matter how much I want to force the child to open my mouth to speak, I am defeated by my daughter's pitiful expression.couldn't hold it anymore, and opened his mouth to help his daughter speak, but Wei Anran pulled her and shook his head at her.Serious tears fell, so he simply turned his back and secretly wiped his tears with his sleeve, and the soaked handkerchief was already gone.Her heart as a mother is not ruthless enough, she understands rationally that Yun Acacia's persistent efforts are right, for the good of her daughter, but she really can't stand such torment.The poor daughter was raised by her, and her daughter is only her, she hates to give her daughter the whole world, where is she willing to wronged her daughter.Let's take my daughter to the doctor.Good medicine is bitter.Seriously tried to comfort himself, but the tears were like opening the floodgates, and he couldn't control the fluttering and falling down.A dry handkerchief was stuffed into her hand, soft with the faint fragrance of the pancreas she was used to smelling.She wiped her eyes and looked hazely at her father standing in front of her.Her father didn't look at her, his eyes fell on the big and small people sitting next to each other on the ground behind her, staring intently and silently.Serious, I suddenly read the heaviness in my father's eyes.He was not as disgusted with Miao Miao as she thought, he cared about Miao Miao, but this emotion was buried deep and was ignored by her like a frightened bird.She is so stupid, if she doesn't care about Miao Miao, how could her father allow her to take her children to live in her mother's house for four years, and even the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, which is regarded as the root of her life, she turned a blind eye to Miao Miao and let Miao Miao use it, the family is obviously not rich, and her father has been reluctant to add clothes and food for many years, and he has reduced his food and clothing in order to buy painting tools, but he is willing to give Miao Miao to use.Miao Miao is still an ignorant child, she is so stupid and self-pitying all these years, but she has neglected to care for her silently as always, the silent and reliable old father who is like a mountain tears more fiercely, silently, and her father's handkerchief will soon be soaked and useless, but she wants to bend the corners of her mouth and smile.The childish four words "I want to give it to me" have a strong demand, even if they are domineering, they are childish and cute.Seriously turned around in disbelief, tears slid down a crystal parabola beside him, and quickly disappeared in the bright spring light.aa2705221t1706231537: