"It's coming, isn't it a matter of a few days to learn to paint!" Yan Qing smiled and asked, "Are you all looking forward to your big brother coming to the private school now?"

"Although the eldest brother is in the big mansion, he is very pitiful!" Lan Lan said ignorantly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's right, I think so too!" Jiu'er said her thoughts, "Although the eldest brother looks stupid and stupid, when he paints, he is no different from us. Moreover, he is more fragile than us in his heart, and he should miss his mother very much!"

Yan Qing and Su Jin finished watching the eagle pictures painted by the children, and felt that the paintings were not bad, they heard about the communication between Mr. Zhuang and his son, and Zhuang Xian's life became a child, which can be described as a good intention for Zhuang Gongzi.

"I'm not going home!" Zhuang Meng threw the pen on the paper, and reluctantly hugged the table with his arms and refused to leave.

Mr. Zhuang did not seem to be the slightest angry, but persuaded in a good voice: "There are a lot of delicious foods in the house, waiting for you to go back to eat! Are you sure you won't go back? Okay, then go back for my father and eat for you."

Zhuang Luo is ten years old, half a head taller than his peers, wide but not fat, it is the time to grow his body, he can be called the king of big stomachs. As soon as he heard that his father was going to grab a lot of delicious food from him, he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go!"

"That's right!

Mr. Zhuang and his son walked out of the classroom, and Su Jin and Yan Qing followed them out.

The children all went back to the room with the wooden basin for washing their feet, and when they saw that the eldest brother was going back to the house, they hurriedly put down the wooden basin for washing their feet, and came to Mr. Zhuang to say "yes". He asked the eldest brother again and smiled: "Big brother, are you going back to the house?"

Zhuang Luo nodded excitedly, thinking that there were many delicious foods in the house.

"Oh, we thought you'd stay in a private school for a few days!" Wen Jing said to them.

"Hehe!" Mr. Zhuang saw that the children were warm and friendly to him, and said happily to Su Jin and Yan Qing: "Mr. Su and Mrs. Su are well taught, these children are all well-behaved and sensible, no wonder the dog refuses to go home with Zhuang."

"Let Mr. Zhuang smile!" Su Jin smiled: "Mr. Zhuang is kind and easy-going, and the children naturally regard him as a close friend."

"Hmm!" Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, yesterday he agreed with Mr. Su that Luo'er would learn to paint in a private school for two days before adapting to it, which shows that Luo'er has adapted to the environment of the private school. He said goodbye: "Today, Mr. Lao Su and Mrs. Su have taught the dog, the hour is not early, Zhuang and the dog will go home first."

Yan Qing asked the children to hurry back to the house to wash their feet, so as not to suffer from the cold.

"Mr. Zhuang go slowly!" she and her husband sent Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Gongzi out of the private school.

At night, Yan Qing finished telling the children the story and coaxed them to sleep, but they still had questions in their hearts before going to bed. Hulin asked her, "Master, will the eldest brother come to the private school tomorrow?"

"It's coming, isn't it a matter of a few days to learn to paint!" Yan Qing smiled and asked, "Are you all looking forward to your big brother coming to the private school now?"

"Although the eldest brother is in the big mansion, he is very pitiful!" Lan Lan said ignorantly.

"That's right, I think so too!" Jiu'er said her thoughts, "Although the eldest brother looks stupid and stupid, when he paints, he is no different from us. Moreover, he is more fragile than us in his heart, and he should miss his mother very much!"

"Isn't his mother in the house?" asked Liu Xuan thoughtfully.

Yan Qing listened to the children's chatting with each other, and she didn't feel sleepy at this time, she tugged the futon for Jiu'er and said: "Okay! If you don't sleep again, the sky will be bright, and you will have to get up early tomorrow morning to read! Also, about the big brother's affairs, it's nothing for you to talk about in private, remember! Don't ask the big brother anything about him in front of him, do you understand?"

"Understood!" the children said in unison.

"Well, go to sleep! Close your eyes and don't think about anything!" Yan Qing got up and tucked the futon at Yan Cheng's feet.

The children obediently closed their eyes.

Yan Qing blew out the candlelight, glanced back at them, and went out with confidence.

Yan Qing dipped the pen in ink, and when painting, she deliberately asked Zhuang Gongzi to concentrate on only looking at the knots and bamboo poles, and she was already very skilled in drawing the fusion of knots and bamboo poles. He handed the pen to Zhuang Gongzi and said, "Come on!

"Hey, hey!" Zhuang Ming, driven by his master, carefully repeated the part of the knots and bamboo poles over and over again, which can be a good exercise for painters.

The afternoon went by pretty quickly.

Yan Qing should be busy cooking again.

What happened at noon today, when the children saw the eldest brother enter the kitchen without knowing it, they persuaded him to leave the kitchen.

After dinner, it was time for the children to learn to draw.

Zhuang Meng entered the classroom with his younger siblings and sat in a random position.

Ji Li, who was occupied, acted as if nothing had happened, and quietly went to the position that originally belonged to the eldest brother and sat down.

Su Jin saw that they could get along harmoniously, and he was very relieved in his heart.

"Master, will you paint birds today?" Liu Xuan, who was three and a half years old, suggested cutely.

"Huh, Brother Xuan, you have to tell you what kind of birds you paint, right? Like a yellow finch is a bird, and an eagle is a bird..."

"And the thrush!magpie!" Lan Lan added with an excited smile.

When Liu Xuan heard that even Lan Lan could say that two types of flying birds came out, he was not far behind and said: "Hmm, canaries and larks, by the way, there are starlings."

After talking about several types of birds, which one should they paint?

Yan Qing dipped the pen in ink, and when painting, she deliberately asked Zhuang Gongzi to concentrate on only looking at the knots and bamboo poles, and she was already very skilled in drawing the fusion of knots and bamboo poles. He handed the pen to Zhuang Gongzi and said, "Come on!

"Hey, hey!" Zhuang Ming, driven by his master, carefully repeated the part of the knots and bamboo poles over and over again, which can be a good exercise for painters.

The afternoon went by pretty quickly.

Yan Qing should be busy cooking again.

What happened at noon today, when the children saw the eldest brother enter the kitchen without knowing it, they persuaded him to leave the kitchen.

After dinner, it was time for the children to learn to draw.

Zhuang Meng entered the classroom with his younger siblings and sat in a random position.

Ji Li, who was occupied, acted as if nothing had happened, and quietly went to the position that originally belonged to the eldest brother and sat down.

Su Jin saw that they could get along harmoniously, and he was very relieved in his heart.

"Master, will you paint birds today?" Liu Xuan, who was three and a half years old, suggested cutely.

"Huh, Brother Xuan, you have to tell you what kind of birds you paint, right? Like a yellow finch is a bird, and an eagle is a bird..."

"And the thrush!magpie!" Lan Lan added with an excited smile.

When Liu Xuan heard that even Lan Lan could say that two types of flying birds came out, he was not far behind and said: "Hmm, canaries and larks, by the way, there are starlings."

After talking about several types of birds, which one should they paint?

"Big brother, what kind of birds do you think we should paint?" Jiu'er turned to her and asked.

Zhuang Luo lowered his head, twisting his own hands, he heard his little sister asking him, and asked with a smile: "Bird?

Jiu'er patiently told him about the types of birds he just mentioned, and asked him again: "You just need to choose one of them."

"Oh!" Zhuang Luo thought for a while and smiled, "Eagle!" After speaking, he opened his arms and learned to fly.

"Okay, let's draw eagles, do you have any objections?" asked them instead.

"No!" the children shook their heads in unison.

Su Jin smiled and said, "Since you want to paint eagles, then learn how to draw eagles today."

"Good!" the children cheered, not forgetting to look back at their big brother and wink.

Yan Qing stood outside and watched the children's care of Zhuang Gongzi, and smiled with Su Jin, because the children were well-behaved and sensible, she and her husband could also put their hearts at ease.

When Mr. Zhuang came to the private school to pick up Zhuang Gongzi and return home, it was not yet time for the end of class, Yan Qing took him outside the classroom to watch the children learn to paint with Zhuang Gongzi.

Su Jin corrected the deficiencies in Xin Bai's paintings, turned around, and saw that there were also deficiencies in Yan Cheng's paintings, he corrected them together, and then walked to Zhuang Gongzi's side.

Zhuang Luo paints very seriously, it seems that only when he is painting, Zhuang Gongzi's words and deeds are no different from those of a normal person.

Su Jin watched the eagle he painted, then nodded with satisfaction, and smiled at the point that he had to pay attention to in guiding his brushwork to outline the lines.

"Hehe! The dog really still obeys Mr. Su, the two painters who stayed before, and the dog has no patience at this point!" Mr. Zhuang smiled with satisfaction.

Yan Qingxiao asked, "How did Mr. Zhuang find out that Zhuang Gongzi has a high talent for painting?"

"Alas!" When asked this question, Mr. Zhuang sighed heavily and said: "His mother loves to paint, maybe he was affected by his mother's womb! Don't even cry!" If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

"That's it! It's not bad!" Yan Qing is not surprised, she knows very well that the world is so big, there is no reason for it to be strange.

I got out of class when I was painting.

The children handed over the drawings that the Master had already drawn, and they came out before and after.

In the classroom, Zhuang Meng was the only one who was not in a hurry to get out of class.

When Mr. Zhuang saw it, he smiled and Mrs. Su walked into the classroom, he silently walked to Luo'er's side, watched the eagle picture he painted, and saw that Luo'er was still depicting the eagle claws with his heart, and nodded with satisfaction.

After a moment, the depiction came to life.

Mr. Zhuang called, "How do you feel about learning to paint with Mr. Su?"

When Zhuang Miao heard that it was his father's voice, he happily put down the pen, and inadvertently ruined a good painting.

Yan Qing calmed Zhuang Gongzi and calmed his emotions.

At the age of ten, he is still a child after all. What's more, what happened three years ago made this child a fool. The moment Fang Cai Zhuang Gongzi hugged her and shouted "Mother", she deeply felt the deep fear in this child's heart.

"It's okay!" Yan Qing put the calligraphy and painting that Zhuang Gongzi had not finished painting in the morning in front of him, looked at him mildly and smiled, and tried to continue painting.

Zhuang Luo looked at her and nodded obediently, took the pen, and returned to a serious look in his demeanor, continuing to work on the unfinished calligraphy and painting.

When the children saw this, they still didn't dare to come out, although they didn't say anything on their mouths, they had already decided in their hearts that they would take good care of their big brother in the future.

Su Jin took the children to class.

Zhuang Luo finished a painting, put down the pen, took it and looked at it by himself with a silly smile, and then handed it to Yan Qing and said with a smile: "Master? It's painted."

"Okay!" The needle and thread in Yan Qing's hand had just passed through half of the fabric, and before she had time to pull it out, she took the calligraphy and painting, turned her head to look at him, smiled, and began to watch.

She remembers that when she was learning to paint, the first painting her husband taught her was mangosteen. At that time, it took more than half a month to learn to draw a good picture. In fact, she knew in her heart that her husband praised her in order to cultivate her interest in painting, and humbly said that she had repeatedly learned to paint knots and bamboo poles for two months before mastering the right fusion.

Yan Qing recalled it at this moment, and Jiao Rong couldn't help but smile.

Yan Qing recalled it at this moment, and Jiao Rong couldn't help but smile.

"Master, is my painting good?" Zhuang Luo saw that his sister's smile was good-looking, and he also smirked.

"Hmm!" Yan Qing came back to his senses, looked at the mangosteen painted by Zhuang Gongzi, nodded optimistically and approved: "Yes! Zhuang Gongzi used the pen to be light and heavy, straight and straight, straight and backward, and pressed with a change of frustration, the painting is good!"

The previous evaluation, Zhuang Miao listened in a daze, but when he heard the last word "good", he was immediately very happy.

"Zhuang Gongzi!" Yan Qing didn't say the shortcomings in the painting, she smiled and said: "If you paint a few more times the fusion of the knot and the bamboo pole, it will be better, in this way, the master will draw it for you first, okay?"

Zhuang Luo looked at the piece of Shi Niang's finger as if he didn't understand, clapped his hands and said happily: "Okay!

The previous evaluation, Zhuang Miao listened in a daze, but when he heard the last word "good", he was immediately very happy.

"Zhuang Gongzi!" Yan Qing didn't say the shortcomings in the painting, she smiled and said: "If you paint a few more times the fusion of the knot and the bamboo pole, it will be better, in this way, the master will draw it for you first, okay?"

Zhuang Luo looked at the piece of Shi Niang's finger as if he didn't understand, clapped his hands and said happily: "Okay!

"Zhuang Gongzi!" Yan Qing didn't say the shortcomings in the painting, she smiled and said: "If you paint a few more times the fusion of the knot and the bamboo pole, it will be better, in this way, the master will draw it for you first, okay?"

"Zhuang Gongzi!" Yan Qing didn't say the shortcomings in the painting, she smiled and said: "If you paint a few more times the fusion of the knot and the bamboo pole, it will be better, in this way, the master will draw it for you first, okay?"

"Zhuang Gongzi!" Yan Qing didn't say the shortcomings in the painting, she smiled and said: "If you paint a few more times the fusion of the knot and the bamboo pole, it will be better, in this way, the master will draw it for you first, okay?"