Looking at pictures is a very exhausting job, the child is asleep, and the couple is still reading.

However, the situation of husband and wife being united was soon broken.

From Ms. Bai's debut to the present, most of the paintings are Su Xing looking at alone, and she is dizzy.

But there was one person who was worse than her, and he was lying on the sofa in the study halfway through it. Bai Shaohua's height of more than 1.8 meters took up more than half of the sofa, and said that if she was tired, she would go to rest, and he tried his best to free half of it for her.

This is quite rare.

He is a slightly machismo person, and he does not admit anything that has anything to do with "men can't do it". Tonight he had to lose under his mother's abstract painting, which made people feel funny.

It's rare that he can't do something, and Su Xing, who surpasses him, has a slight sense of accomplishment tonight.

In fact, you don't have to look at every picture to see it, they have a software that can automatically compare it on the computer according to various conditions such as the outline line and the degree of soft light of the drawing, and find out the original painting is a matter of minutes.

But he wanted to look at them one by one, and he wanted her to follow him.

Said: Husband and wife share blessings and difficulties.

"Have I enjoyed your blessings?" Su Xing said disdainfully while looking at it, "Husband and wife actually give me a nine-percent discount when they buy a house...... "It should be free."

The man who was pretending to sleep on the sofa covered his face with one hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, "It's cheesy to talk about money." ”

"I'm not cheesy. ”

"I don't think so. ”

A word is cool, especially when a woman loves money, whoever earns more money in the family is the uncle.

Su Xingbai glanced at him, and really wanted to cover his mother-in-law's painting on his face.

She has a good memory, and even if she can't remember anything she has seen with her heart, she will have an impression when she sees a similar painting in the future, and she can recognize at a glance whether it is his mother's painting or not.

Unless she's not interested.

Time passed minute by minute, and the quiet environment made Bai Shaohua's mind gradually return to clarity, his eyes blinked at the ceiling, and suddenly he heard a surprise call:

"Found it!Shaohua, come over and see if this portrait is ......."

Her words lifted his spirits, and after a few steps to the computer, Su Xing made room for him.

He brought up the photo he had taken and compared it with the one she had found.

After repeated comparisons and careful identification, I came to the conclusion that the painting had indeed been manipulated.

The other party made some extensions of Ms. Bai's paintings, all the outlines of the original painting are round, and the brushes outlined by the extensions are sharp edges and square corners.

Su Xing didn't understand, "Why did you change it to this, what is the special significance?"

"Since he was a child, Abel has been afraid of his mother's paintings, especially when he sees irregular shapes," Bai Shaohua said, holding her into his arms and sitting down, explaining that "sharp and angular shapes like this will make him have a nervous breakdown......

"Why is this happening?" Su Xing was puzzled.

The genius's brain hole is really unfathomable, and ordinary people can't guess it.

"It's a long story, because the mother wants her son to become a dragon......"

Wishing for Jackie Chan is a deep-rooted ideological concept of Chinese people, and Ms. Bai is no exception, even if she has been adrift for a long time.

The eldest son did not have the talent of the younger son and was not interested in her art at all, which frustrated her. I thought to myself, since the youngest son is so smart, maybe he has inherited her talent, but he hasn't tapped it yet.

So, every time she saw her youngest son, she always taught him to draw, and she was very strict, like her father.

However, he understood everything his father taught, and he was very confused when his mother taught him.

This made Ms. Bai even more frustrated, and she became more and more harsh on him. The truth disappointed her, and that disappointment was revealed in the way she looked at him.

The nerves of the little genius are sensitive.

He soon realized that his mother was disappointed in him, and he was anxious, and the more anxious he was, the worse he became.

In addition, the content of his father's study became more and more complicated, and gradually, the little genius's eyes changed as soon as he saw his mother's paintings. I often involuntarily lay on the canvas and scratch my little hands around, trying to smooth out the mess on the painting, which frightened my parents.

If he doesn't let him draw, he will have a headache, unless he can't see it.

"My father was angry, my mother was very guilty, and she no longer forced him to learn to paint, and her work has been very soft ever since. He could see at a glance that there was something wrong with the painting.

Bai Shaohua continued, in a flat tone, "In order to make little Abel recover as soon as possible, my mother rarely visits him, and I always go alone. ”

So the brothers spend the most time together and the most profound.

Hearing his words, Su Xing's scalp tingled for a while, and she shrank uneasily in his arms. She also seems to have two little geniuses in her family, and she has learned quite a lot.

"Shaohua, Xiaoling Xiaoye seems to have learned quite a lot......"

Xiaoling's study of witch doctors was proposed by Tingyu, and Ono's tricks were begged by her, and the children were learning in accordance with her wishes.

Now that I think about it, she seems to be similar to Ms. Bai's actions.

"The basic common sense in life, the skills of guarding against people, the sooner you know, the better. Bai Shaohua comforted her and said, "Apprenticeship is a hobby, if they don't like it, you can bring it up, don't put other people's failure experience on yourself." ”

The personalities of his wife and his mother are worlds apart, one soft and the other strong.

It's a bit difficult for her to want to be an authoritarian mother.

And he has always focused on developing children's independence in thinking, and is good at using their own minds to think and judge when encountering problems, and never blindly obey.

So there is no such tragedy in their family.

Not now, not in the future.

The child's father is a smart man, and with his assurance, Su Xing's hanging heart fell back into place, and only then did he remember another more serious problem, and glared at him incredulously:

"That is, your brother or your father is suspicious of you...... Is it Eber?!"

Hearing her words, the man with a cold expression smiled silently, and his smiling eyes looked over and kissed her on the forehead, "Yes." The resolute face showed a gentle expression, and it looked more and more handsome and charming.

"It is about the son's mental problems, and he is even more afraid that others will use this secret to stimulate his emotions, and the parents shall not disclose it to a third party in the third chapter of the law. The father even hypnotized the mother afterwards to make sure that no fourth person knew about it......"

After a slight pause, he added, "Abel was young at the time, so I knew that." ”

The father's hypnosis of the mother left room for her to subconsciously not mention the matter of painting in front of her youngest son, and at the same time subconsciously avoided the sharp and angular style of painting.

Therefore, he did not pretend to be a man in this matter, but preferred to come himself.

After saying the reason for the incident, he leaned on the back of the chair relaxed, his eyes were empty, "After more than ten years, my father is really old......

actually took the initiative to tell outsiders about his son's weaknesses.

No, those are not outsiders.

In the old man's heart, they are all his sons, and they are all his own people who are available to him at the moment.

He was relaxed, but Su Xing was full of doubts, and sat up as far away from him as possible.

"Who the hell are you? You're afraid of Ms. Bai's paintings. A wary look stared at his face.

Bai Shaohua smiled again, looking at her with an unusually bright gaze, "Who do you want me to be?" reached out to tease her face, but she slapped it away.

"Be serious. ”

He had no choice but to tell her seriously, "Believe me, our brothers are all victims." ”

An optimistic little boy appeared in his mind, uncaring to explain his brother, "Don't care about Mommy's words, she painted a monster and didn't admit it, and always called me stupid." I can't read it, and you certainly can't read it. ”

He has the confidence and optimism of a fan.