(Go to the net.) Today, Yuan Lin came home from school a little earlier than usual, and after dinner, he returned to his room with his books to do his homework. Go to the net --.7-K--o-m.

"I made that old man so ugly today, shouldn't he take revenge on Lin'er?"

Under the brightly lit candlestick, Lin'er was concentrating on writing, unaware of my arrival.

"Yuan Lin, have you finished your homework?" I asked softly as I came behind him.

"I'm almost done, and there's one more point left. Test Text Watermark 5. Lin'er turned her head and saw that it was me, and a bright smile bloomed on her face, and she didn't seem to see anything unusual from her face.

"Today's incident..."I touched his face and apologized to him: "It's all my mother's fault, Lin'er won't blame my mother, right?"

"No, Mom, I'm fine, don't be sad. "I didn't expect this little ghost to be so sensible, so he comforted me first.

"Did you punish you when you went back today?" I picked up the ink block on the side and helped him sharpen it. Test Text Watermark 3.

"No," Lin'er said as she wrote, "Mr. also said, Mom, what you said makes sense." ”

That's the case, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, it seems that Mr. Kong's identity as a Confucian is not for nothing, and he is not a person with a small amount of energy.

A gust of cold wind rushed in through the cracks in the doors and windows, and while teasing the flickering candle flames, people couldn't help but shiver. After all, it was already winter, and although there was a charcoal fire in the house, you could still feel the growing cold. Test text watermark 7.

Yuan Lin also seemed to feel the chill, and involuntarily put his hand to his mouth and sighed, this is the second time I have seen him warm up, and I feel pity in my heart, writing in such a cold weather is really not a good errand. Why don't you knit him a pair of gloves?

With the help of the maids, it didn't take much effort for me to find all the materials I needed. Due to the developed border trade, the wool spun from Xiqiang is easy to obtain, and as for the spinning needles used for weaving, two thin bamboo skewers can be completely replaced. Test Text Watermark 4.

"Come, Lin'er, let Mom measure the size of your hand. "When the materials are ready, I'm ready to start work, holding Lin'er's cold little hand, I estimate the corresponding size.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" asked Lin'er curiously about my behavior.

"Mother, I'm going to knit you a pair of gloves, you see—" I waved the yarn and bamboo sticks in front of him.

Under his curious gaze, I calmly put the yarn on the two bamboo sticks, trying to remember the skills I learned from my friends in the past, and finally completed a simple woolen buckle. Test Text Watermark 3.

I couldn't help but let out a long breath, fortunately, I finally remembered, how to say, I also knitted a scarf for myself back then! I thought beautifully, if I could successfully weave this pair of gloves for Lin'er, I would simply knit a pair for Zhize.

I had nothing to do all day long and finally found a job of my own, and under the encouragement of that enthusiasm, I felt that I was full of strength, and I knitted energetically by the candlelight, without noticing the little ghost next to me. Test Text Watermark 3.

"I'm so tired. I don't know how long it took, my stiff neck finally couldn't hold it anymore, and I raised my head with difficulty, and stretched with difficulty while beating my stiff neck with the palm of my hand.

Huh? What is this little ghost doing? Just when I looked up, I noticed that Yuan Lin's performance seemed to be a little strange, and he looked up at me from time to time for a while, then lowered his head and smeared it on the paper, looking at his movements, he was definitely not writing.

"Yuan Lin, what are you doing, have you finished the homework assigned by Mr.?" I put down the work in my hand and got up and came behind him to find out. Test Text Watermark 3.

"It's already done, I'm drawing. Yuan Lin lowered his head and meticulously added pen and ink, looking at his serious appearance, as if he was making a beautiful work of art.

Next to the candlestick, a woman was sitting upright at the table, her eyes fixed on the wool and bamboo sticks in her hands, and there seemed to be a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth.

Isn't this me? I found that I had inadvertently become Yuan Lin's model, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and then looked closely, although Lin'er's brushwork is still a little naïve, but after the simple lines outlined, the characters in the painting actually bring people a sense of expressiveness. Test Text Watermark 1.

"Mom, did I draw a portrait?" added a few more strokes, Lin'er put down the pen in her hand, looked back and forth, raised her head and asked proudly, her eyes were full of anticipation.

"Like, so similar, Mom likes it so much. "I happily picked up the painting and looked left and right, and I liked it more and more.

"Mom, look, there's more!" As if encouraged, Yuan Lin ostentatiously pulled out a stack of drawing paper from the books on the side, some of which drew flowers and birds, some of which drew people, and some of which drew buildings. Test Text Watermark 3.

I didn't think that Lin'er actually had a talent for painting, I looked at the drawing paper in my hand, and I couldn't imagine that these vivid paintings were actually made by a five-year-old child. If you have the law through education, you will definitely be able to achieve something in the future, and I have no doubt about that.

"Come with me!" finally looked forward to Zhize's return, and as soon as I entered the door, I excitedly grabbed him and pulled him to Yuan Lin's room. Test Text Watermark 6.

"What are you doing, why are you in such a hurry?" Zhize, who had been busy all day, was a little sleepy and puzzled by my behavior.

"Look!" I brought him to Lin'er's table, which was covered with Lin'er's paintings.

"Who drew this?" Zhi Ze lowered his head, looked back and forth carefully, and involuntarily nodded slightly.

I pouted at Lin'er, who was sleeping, lowered my voice and said, "I asked, this is all painted by him in his free time, how is it, the painting is very good, right?"

Zhi Ze glanced at his son with complicated eyes, his mouth trembled, and he didn't speak.

"Look at this, this is what he painted for me when I knitted gloves just now, you see!" I held the painting up in front of Zhize's eyes: "It's so similar, don't you say?"

"Got it, I'm tired and rested first. Zhize's cold reaction was a surprise.

"A child can draw such a good picture at such a young age, why are you not happy to be a father at all, if you cultivate it, you will definitely be able to achieve something in the future..."I followed Zhize out of Lin'er's room one after the other, and I didn't notice that Zhize's face was getting lower and lower.

"Yes, Lin'er will definitely be able to surpass his second uncle in the future..."Just as I was looking forward to Lin'er's dream of surpassing Yuan Zhixun, there was an earth-shattering sound of slamming the door behind me!

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