I heard that my mother has become a donkey like her father and him.
Leilei shook his little head and was very happy: they were a family of three of donkeys.
"Looking at what you said, he was so happy--" Ning Yunxi looked at his son's little smug expression speechlessly.
Meng Chenhao felt that his son was in high spirits today and asked his son: "What have you done today?"
This was exactly what Leilei ran out of the room and ran out to tell his father. Otherwise, his aunt would have to answer for him.
Meng Chencheng was about to answer his elder brother's question. Leilei hurriedly waved his little hand to his aunt and said no, and his little mouth rushed to answer: "I'll give Xiangxiang egg yolk."
"I learned to share." Meng Chenhao held his son with one hand and affirmed his son when he heard his son's speech, and stroked his sister Xiaowu's head with the other hand and let his sister say it too.
The little girl opened her high-pitched voice excitedly, and she said like a little sparrow, "Brother, we are going to make our own kites."
This reminded Meng Chenhao himself. Thinking of the agreement he had made with his wife on his own initiative. Meng Chenhao went to get the kite-making tools without saying a word.
Making kites requires strings, paper, and wooden poles. The paper and strings are available as soon as you buy them. He first found the wooden poles used to make kite brackets from other places to stock up on the balcony. Now seeing him take them out, Ning Yunxi knew at a glance that he did what he said. He really thought about this matter in his heart. So his actions directly warmed the depths of her heart.
The handicrafts for making a basic kite stand is relatively simple. The difficult ones are the paintings on kite paper. These require children to draw them themselves.
While Meng Chenhao and Meng Chenyi were rushing to make kite racks, Ning Yunxi took the children to the large table in the living room to paint. Grandpa Meng prepared the children's kites to wind the strings. Grandma Meng was cooking while watching the fun at the kitchen door.
"What are you good to draw?" Meng Chenjun scratched the pencil in his hand, and had an idea. He turned his head left and right to peek at the drawings of the person next to him.
Here, the third brother Meng Chenxi is the most confident. Who made Meng Chenxi want to do this business is considered a literary thing. The announcer is best to be versatile. As early as the primary school years of middle school, Meng Chenxi was often sent to write blackboard newspapers for class and school, and she was able to draw on the blackboard newspapers with ease.
Meng Chenxi skillfully used a pencil to draw a draft outline on the kite paper, and then prepared to color it.
The third brother painted a few villains, which seemed to refer to the family of their family, which was considered a family portrait.
Meng Chenjun and Meng Chencheng looked at each other and said to his sister: "Don't forget Brother Shangxian."
Meng Chenxi paused: What's wrong? These two people are more active than her?
"Leilee, what are you drawing?" Because she was looking back by her third sister, Meng Chencheng hurriedly turned her head to divert her attention.
Leilei's little hand held the paintbrush and looked full of momentum.
Everyone was shocked, could it be that the little kid was going to become a big painter?
Leilei, who was stared at his little head by everyone, was sweating a little.
Today, my mother criticized the paintings he drew not as paintings. In the park, he saw a real painter seriously studying the spirit of other painters. The brushes in this little kid's hand imitated the famous painters in the park.
Bang, one stroke on the left. Bang, one stroke on the right.
Chapter completed!