Parents praised the little guy in the class group, Fang Yuan couldn't control it, after all, there were so many people.

But in another group, he specially explained that when he came out to play at night, he should not praise her when he saw the little guy, after all, it is wrong to beat people.

Lin Qiaoyun and others all expressed their understanding, they all have children, they still don't know what virtue is, and they will float if they praise a few words.

Fang Yuan chatted casually with everyone in the group, saying that it was wrong to fight, but he still felt beautiful in his heart.

Regardless of the fight, it can at least be seen from this incident that the little guy is really a very brave and daring child.

In this society, courage and decisiveness are a very good quality, and generally successful people basically have such qualities, of course, it does not mean brainlessness.

And it will be very bad to be too cowardly, after all, the whole society is full of wolves, how can the little sheep be pleased?

After a few polite words, he went downstairs to see how dare the little guy do.

Those who have never brought a baby must not know that what people with babies are most afraid of is not the child making trouble, but the child being quiet.

The child is quiet, and he must be playing a demon.

Fang Yuan came down upstairs to see that the little guy was still painting with his grandmother, and finally let out a long sigh.

So I walked over curiously to see what the little guy had drawn for so long.

The little guy sat side by side with his grandmother, and because of his short stature, Mother Lan specially moved her "exclusive" chair for dinner.

In front of the little guy is an A4-sized piece of sketch paper with drawings of small animals.

Fang Yuan glanced at it, there were popcorn, oranges, rabbits, giraffes and so on.

Although the painting is too abstract, the characteristics of each character are clearly expressed, and it is not so difficult to distinguish.

"Wow, you're a good little animal. Fang Yuan exaggeratedly admired.

"Dad, you're wrong, it's not a small animal picture. The little one looked up at him.

"Isn't this a small animal diagram, what?" Fang Yuan said speechlessly.

"Grandma said, this is called the Hundred Beast Diagram, do you understand......?" the little guy shook his head and sighed, as if he was despising him for being uneducated.

Fang Yuan: "......." ”

"You beast picture is so powerful!" Fang Yuan said against his will.

Mother Lan, who had been listening to the side and didn't speak, laughed out loud when she heard the words.

In fact, the little guy also knew how he drew in his heart, and when he heard his grandmother laugh, he immediately turned his head sideways, puffed out his little mouth, and looked at her dissatisfied.

"Grandma doesn't laugh, grandma doesn't laugh at you. Mother Lan hurriedly forced a smile.

"Wow, Auntie, you have a really good picture of the Eight Horses. Fang Yuan glanced at Mother Lan's painting and exclaimed.

This time, Fang's mother used not the little guy's watercolor pen drawing, but a special tool, which she bought specially for her pastime when she went shopping.

In addition to various pen and ink, there are also papers, including the A4 sketch paper that Shin Shin now uses, which was also bought by Fang's mother.

Fang Yuan praised Mother Lan's painting well, although there was a suspicion of sycophancy, but it was indeed good, at least in Fang Yuan's eyes, he didn't see anything bad.

After all, Mama Lan has also been instructed by famous teachers and has decades of painting experience.

"Auntie, you can give me this painting, I will find someone to frame it, and it can be hung in the study. Fang Yuan continued to pat himself on the back.

"How can it be so good?" said Mother Lan modestly, but a smile bloomed on her face.

"It's really good, Auntie, you can give it to me!" Fang Yuan continued.

"It's no problem to give it to you, but I didn't bring it this time when I came to Lushi Private Seal. Mother Lan looked at her own drawing.

It seems that after listening to Fang Yuan's words, it seems that this painting is really good again.

"It's okay, Auntie, you just need to make a payment. ”

"That's fine. Mother Lan didn't hesitate anymore when she heard this, reached out and left her signature at the end of the painting, and wrote the time.

"I want it too. The little one suddenly shouted as well.

"What do you want?" Fang Yuan was a little confused.

"I want that too...... That, and then it's going to hang on, hang there?" the little guy suddenly pointed to the side of the TV backdrop.

There was originally a decorative landscape painting.

"You mean, frame your painting and hang it there?" Fang Yuan asked in surprise.

"Well, what, can't you?" the little guy pressed one hand on the painting, and the other hand clenched into a small fist.

"Haha, okay, then you hurry up and finish the drawing, and Dad will help you get a frame to hang up. Fang Yuan laughed out loud when he saw her small appearance.

"Don't laugh. The little guy said angrily.

"Okay, I'm not smiling, you better finish the painting quickly. Fang Yuan held back a smile and urged.

When the little guy heard this, he was angry.

Then he quietly asked Mother Lan: "Grandma, a hundred beasts, do you want to draw a hundred small animals? A hundred seems to have a lot, alas, the baby has drawn a hundred now?"

Mother Lan saw that she had drawn seven or eight small animals, sighed and said, "Of course, but you are a child, so there is no need to draw a hundred." ”

The little guy breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he asked, "Grandma, how many pictures has the baby drawn now?"

Fang Yuan and Lan's mother: "......." ”

So under the supervision of the little guy, Fang Yuan carefully put away the paintings of her and Mother Lan.

The little one was very happy with his father's cooperation.

Then he jumped down from the "special seat" and ran to find something to eat, but there were basically no snacks at home except for fruits.

"What's the matter, you didn't eat enough at noon, you're hungry?" Fang Yuan asked casually.

It's almost five o'clock now, and it's understandable that the little one is hungry.

"Well, my belly is already shriveled, I want to eat. The little guy patted his little belly and said.

"But grandma's rice hasn't been cooked yet, and your mother hasn't come back yet. Fang Yuan glanced up at the door, the sun had just set.

"Why don't you peel an apple for you?" Fang Yuan asked.

"No, I don't want to eat apples. The little one shook his head and refused.

"Then what about mangoes, bananas, bananas are delicious, they can also be poopy, you haven't stinked for a few days?" Fang Yuan said, the topic was a little crooked.

The little guy is extremely dissatisfied, and the baby wants to eat some snacks, how can you say so much about Rory?

So he turned around and ran away, looking for his grandparents.

The little guy was very clever and didn't go to grandma first, but to grandpa first.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry. ”

Grandpa was fiddling with his fishing rod in the yard, which was on Lu Shouyi's boat, and Lu Shouyi gave it to him after Xiaoshan's birthday last time.

These are all sea fishing rods, and they are all high-quality products, so Dad Fang cherishes them very much.

"Your grandma is cooking, if you're hungry, you can eat some fruit to cushion your stomach. Father Fang put down the fishing rod and hugged her on his lap.

"But I don't want to eat fruit!" said the little one, looking at his grandfather with wide eyes.

Fruit, fruit, fruit every day, is there nothing better than fruit? Like snacks in the drawers of the big sisters.

But last time I took a lot of it away from my mother, and she had already eaten the leftover seaweed and bear biscuits.

"Then let's go, grandpa will take you to the supermarket to buy delicious food. Father Fang didn't want to stand up and said.

"Good!" the little one was immediately happy.

Hehe, she just wants to go to the supermarket when she looks for her grandfather!

Isn't the baby smart?

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