PS: I’ve added a second chapter for Mr. Wang Meng next to the thatched house on the mountainside. Okay, I’ve paid back all the updates I owe, and I’m relieved.
Xiaobai was like a rag doll. Ma Lanhua checked her over and over, lifted up her clothes to expose her belly, and even tried to pull down her pants. Xiaobai held her down tightly and shouted, "We don't want to be like this." Xiaomi
He was too embarrassed to look at her, so he covered her palm-sized face with his little hands, feeling embarrassed.
"Auntie, just take a look and see if your butt is blooming."
"No, no, my butt is so good."
Malanhua repeatedly confirmed that Xiaobai was not injured, and finally felt relieved. Then she remembered why this melon boy was fighting again?!!! After catching Xiaobai, Piapia spanked her twice.
Xiaobai covered his butt and ran away in a hurry: "Auntie, your hair is so scorching?"
"You're fighting over paws again? You're so rude."
Xiaobai didn't dare to get close, so she stood far away and waved to Xiaomi to come over, fearing that her aunt wouldn't be able to hit her.
"Speak quickly." Malanhua urged.
Little Bai Balabala, tell me what happened today.
After hearing this, Malanhua learned that Xiaobai had won. Although it was immoral, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and lectured: "Guawazi, fighting all day long, do you still want to be a police uncle? And that painting of yours,
What kind of painting will make you so angry?"
"Here you are, Kangkang."
Xiaobai took out the torn-in-half painting from his schoolbag, handed it to his aunt, walked a few steps forward, stopped, worried that his aunt would hold him down and spank him again, put it on the ground, and let his aunt come over on her own.
Take it and make it look like a crime scene.
Malanhua muttered that Xiaobai was a melon boy and was very angry. She stepped forward to pick it up. It was a painting painted with various colors. The brushes were immature, but full of innocence. The content of the painting was that a man and a woman were wearing wedding dresses.
When they got married, a super cute little girl with big eyes stood in front of them, with her hands on her hips, looking very proud, and scattering flowers into the sky.
Malanhua immediately understood that this was her son's wedding, and Xiaobai was the flower girl.
She flattened the crumpled drawing paper, held it carefully, pointed to the petals scattered in the air and asked Xiaobai why the petals were five-pointed.
Xiaobai leaned forward, looked at it from a distance, and said that it was a star.
Malanhua was amused by this innocent idea and asked: "Can you still scatter stars?"
Xiaobai pointed with his little finger and said, "There is another Xiaobai in the sky."
Only then did Malanhua notice that above the newlyweds and Xiaobai, in the clear blue night sky, there was a moon hanging, dotted with starlight, and a white boat floating in the sea of stars, with a little girl sitting on the bow.
, her eyes are super big and cute, no need to ask, she must be No. 2.
Xiaobai No. 2, who was sitting on the little white boat, was holding a flower basket and scattering stars downwards.
Malanhua understood. It turned out that there was a little white in the sky and a little white on the ground. The little white in the sky was scattering stars, and the little white on the ground was scattering flowers.
She only mentioned it once to Xiaobai that when her cousin got married, she would be the flower girl spreading flowers. The child actually remembered it all the time.
Malanhua, who was originally angry because of Xiaobai's fight, no longer had any anger at all, only love and tenderness remained.
"Auntie will glue it up for you when she gets home. It will be as good as new."
Xiaobai was happy for a moment, but then she shook her head and said that she had to paint it again because it was for the bride, it couldn't be bad, it had to be new.
"Do you want to give it to your cousin and cousin-in-law?" Malanhua asked.
Xiaobai nodded sheepishly and asked hopefully: "Auntie, will the bride like Xiaobai?"
She hasn't met or even talked to the bride yet. When she called her, she was shy and didn't dare to answer the call.
Malanhua teased: "Aren't you the most generous person in the world? Is there anyone who doesn't like your mother?"
Xiaobai was so surprised that his voice raised a notch: "Like it?"
"Of course I like it."
"Will Xiaoqiang make the bride like me?"
"Which one are you calling Xiaoqiang? You are so precious."
Malan gave her a white look and urged her to go to Little Red Horse Academy quickly.
Xiaobai finally put aside his worries and happily pulled Xiaomi into the little red horse, turned a corner, ran to the door of the guard box, and shouted to Lao Li who was watching TV inside: "Li Baibao! Where do you live, hurry up
Come out to bask in the sun, father-in-law, come on, come on."
Lao Li came out with a confused look on his face. He first looked at the two enthusiastic children, and then looked up at the sky. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, but it was almost dusk. What were the children teasing him about? The afterglow of the setting sun, the gusting wind, the temperature
It is falling rapidly. The sun cannot shine, but the moon certainly can.
It gets dark early in winter. When Zhang Tan returned to Little Red Horse, it was already completely dark, but it was actually not even 7 o'clock.
Not long after he entered the house, Xiaobai knocked on the door, holding a drawing board and crayons in his hand. He stood at the door and said to him: "Boss Zhang, are you busy? I want to show you my strengths."
Zhang Tan smiled and said: "Okay, welcome, come in quickly."
Xiaobai's strength is like magic, it's different every time, there are many tricks, and it's quite interesting.
He made way for Xiaobai to come in. The child was small, so she slipped in through a crack.
"Let's kill the kid first."
Zhang Tan was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Xiaobai wearing his own bear slippers, and then he realized that he meant wearing slippers.
"Hoo ho ho, Boss Zhang, give you Kangkang."
Xiaobai showed Zhang Tan the painting reservedly and proudly.
Zhang Tan: "..."
He stared at the drawing board Xiaobai gave him, trying very hard, but he just didn't understand it.
"This, I don't see what it is. Isn't this a piece of white paper?"
Xiaobai covered his mouth and snickered, then started laughing loudly.
After laughing for a while, he said: "Boss Zhang, I'm just teasing you, ho ho ho ho."
Zhang Tan:-_-||
This little baby can actually tease him. Isn't this annoying?
Zhang Tan put the drawing board into her arms, sat on the sofa, and continued watching the on-demand movie.
Xiaobai followed behind with a drawing board in his arms and said with a smile: "Boss Zhang, don't be angry, I'm just playing with you."
The child was in a good mood. Zhang Tan said, "I'm not angry, but you have to be the first to show me the painting after you finish it."
Xiaobai happily agreed, and immediately asked Zhang Tan if she could draw at his house. After getting permission, she immediately brought her own stool, sat on the coffee table, put the drawing board upright, and put a pack of crayons on it.
Okay, take out a blue one and sit down at your desk to draw.
Zhang Tan saw that the children were painting very seriously, so he quietly turned down the sound of the movie and turned up the air conditioner.
Xiaobai came to his house to paint this night, because downstairs, Guawazi was too noisy, especially with Liuliu around, and they harassed her from time to time, which made Xiaobai almost beat her up.
It was past nine o'clock in the evening, and Xiaobai had been painting for almost an hour. Zhang Tan broke the silence and brought her a bottle of bear drink and biscuits.
"That's it for today. Don't tire yourself out. Take your time."
Xiaobai showed him the half-finished painting, and all he could see was a boat with a little girl sitting on it.
Xiaobai introduced that this was Xiaobai Chuan, a song taught to her by Boss Zhang.
"You want to give it to your cousin and cousin-in-law?" Zhang Tan asked.
Xiaobai nodded. She wanted to draw many more, but she couldn't. The reason why she could draw this picture was because she had seen similar ones in picture books, so she learned it.
Zhang Tan said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know how. Let's learn. The brothers and sisters next door to us are very good at painting. I will take you to meet them and let them teach you."
