"Grandpa, grandma!"

When the crowd dispersed, Wu Xiaotian found his parents. Between a long distance, he shouted excitedly.

She trotted all the way, panting to them, picked up the lucky bead she had just grabbed, held it in her palm like a treasure, and said happily: "Grandpa, grandma, what do you think I've grabbed?"

"Ah!" Wu Dad glared at the lucky bead, and said in surprise: "Babe, did you grab this?"

"Yeah!" Beibei nodded vigorously and said, "I just grabbed it, I gave it to my grandfather and grandma."

Wu Ma was also very surprised. She knew that there were only a few lucky beads every year, and there were countless people who wanted them. It would be impossible without certain luck, not to mention that it was even more difficult for a child as young as Beibei.

She smiled and picked up Beibei and said, "Bebei is so good, but this is what you grabbed. We can't take it. You have to keep it well. It will bring you good luck this year."

"Um."

Beibei nodded in a slight understanding and said, "Grandpa and grandma will also have good luck, and so will dad."

"Ha ha……"

Dad Wu and Mom Wu laughed happily at the same time.

Several people walked around the street for a while, and at noon, they turned home together.

Originally, Wu Xiaotian wanted to go to cook today, but Wu's mother disagreed with anything, saying that he was just busy working outside, but how could he still be so tired at home now?

Wu Xiaotian couldn't help but sit down and watch TV.

Dad Wu also went into the kitchen to help Wu Ma cook together, while after Beibei came back from watching the dragon dance lantern, he picked up her paper and pen, ran into the room to draw.

Therefore, in the living room now, Wu Xiaotian is the only one left.

Wu Xiaotian was amused and crying. He watched TV for a while, but nothing was too good to watch, so he picked up his phone and read the news.

He still remembered what happened in the morning, and the netizen created the "Evaluation Activity for Favorite Spring Festival Gala Programs" by himself. I don't know how it is doing now.

So he found the website address in the morning and was immediately happy when he saw it.

Because the voting option created now has been directly topped by this forum. So far, on the Spring Festival Gala of Hujiang TV, Liang Xiner sang the program "Go Home to Check It Home" ranked first in the voting list.

The comments below have been filled with thousands in just a few hours.

"Haha, yes, there are Spring Festival Gala programs on all TV stations. This is the favorite Spring Festival Gala program. If it is not just one of CCTV, that's too one-sided."

"Yes, I said this year's Spring Festival Gala program, so I'll count the "Go Home to Check It Home" program of the Hujiang Spring Festival Gala. You can see it by looking at it!"

"Well, I support "Go Home to Check It Home"!"

"I support it too, absolutely the first place without any dispute!"

"That's right, the vote is now a vote we made ourselves, and it is no longer just chosen in the CCTV Spring Festival Gala. What's this called?"

Wu Xiaotian looked at the comments inside, fearing that the world would not be in chaos. He silently registered an account and replied in the back: "I'm going to make the decision on my territory!"

As soon as his comment came out, it immediately attracted countless people's attention.

"Haha, right, I'll make the decision on my territory!"

"Well, I'm the one who decides my territory, I'm talented!"

Wu Xiaotian looked at the comments while watching TV, and time passed quickly.

Wu Ma cooked the meal and walked out with a scarf. Seeing that only Wu Xiaotian artist was in the living room, she asked strangely: "Xiaotian, where is Beibei? Where is she?"

"Grandma, I'm here!"

Before Wu Xiaotian could answer, he heard Beibei's voice coming from the room, followed by the sound of opening the door, and Beibei came to the living room.

She held the drawing board in her hand and looked at Wu Ma with a smile on her face.

When Wu's mother saw Beibei, because she didn't know that Beibei likes to draw, she thought she was forced into her to do her homework by Wu Xiaotian. She turned her head and stared at Wu Xiaotian and said, "Xiaotian, Beibei finally got home, so she should have a good time. How could she let her do her homework?"

When Wu Xiaotian heard this, he wanted to cry without tears.

Unjustly, this is completely unjust!

How could he, a super invincible good dad, force Beibei to do his homework? And it was during the Chinese New Year. The most important thing is that Beibei is so sensible, even if he has homework, he doesn't need him to force him.

"No, grandma!" Beibei stepped forward and explained: "Grandma, it wasn't my father who asked me to do my homework, it was me who went in and painted myself."

"Drawing?" Wu Ma asked in surprise: "Can our Beibei draw?"

Beibei nodded and said, "Well, I've drawn the dragon dance lantern in the morning. Grandma, please help me see if it's okay."

While taking it in surprise, Wu Ma shouted: "Children's father, we Beibei can draw, so hurry up and take a look."

"Yes, I'll come over right away." Wu's father in the kitchen came out as soon as possible and watched Beibei's paintings with Wu's mother.

Wu Xiaotian also stood up and leaned over to look.

Seeing this, several adults took a breath.

"Isn't it good?" Beibei looked at them and asked nervously.

"No, it's not bad, it's great!" Wu Ma sighed, "Babe, did this really draw it?"

After all, Wu Xiaotian had known Beibei's talent in art for a long time. After a brief shock, he quickly reacted and replied with a smile: "Yes, Mom, Beibei has always been very good at art. She painted everything very similarly."

"Yes, it's no wonder. It turns out that our Beibei is a genius. No wonder he can draw such a good painting." Dad Wu looked at the drawing board and was surprised.

On the drawing board, Beibei not only drew all the rough images of the dragon lantern, but also appeared quite vividly.

Not only that, she was also very imaginative and also drew the scene of Wu Xiaotian carrying her back. You know, she was sitting on Wu Xiaotian's neck at that time, but she couldn't see these. On the side of the painting, not far away, there was also the figure of Wu's father and mother holding the puppy Coco.

Such a painting is definitely not easy for Beibei, a child over three years old.

Wu Xiaotian scratched his head.

He was wondering if Beibei is so talented in art. When he returns to the Chinese New Year, would he want to find a teacher for her?

However, he was not sure whether it was a little cruel.

After all, Beibei is still young now and likes to play. If she forcibly gives her to the teacher to teach, will she become bored with art? This will backfire.
Chapter completed!