Feng Yin instructed while putting on her coat: "You look at Rou'er here, lest she wake up and see no one afraid, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." ”

"Go ahead."

Zhang Yiming agreed, and wiped her hands with the water she had just used.

Seeing this, Feng Yin took the wooden basin and left.

Zhang Yiming stayed in the room to enjoy their first portrait in the same frame, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked.

In the portrait, the two are close to each other's heads and smile brightly.

The more the man looked at it, the more he liked it, and after thinking about it, he wanted to get up, and found that the little girl was still sleeping soundly, so he turned around and went out.

Such a good painting, he had to find a way to preserve it.

also take advantage of the time to help her get the duck quills out, so that she can use them later.

Feng Yin didn't pay attention to the man's behavior, poured the water from the wooden basin and walked towards the kitchen.

……

After breakfast, Minrou pestered her father to tell a story.

Feng Yin hurriedly hugged her out: "Rou'er, your father needs to study during the day, and he also has to teach his brothers to read, let's not disturb them, okay?" ”

Minrou may be injured in her body, so her temper is a little out of control.

I saw her pouting and wanting to cry or not: "But Rou'er wants to listen to the story, and if she doesn't listen to the story, her leg hurts." ”

Zhang Yiming's heart softened when he heard his daughter's words, and he opened his mouth and said, "Lady, or ......"

Feng Yin glanced at him with disgust, and glared back at his words: "You take the children to study, Rou'er has me." ”

said softly to appease Minrou: "Rou'er, my mother will draw a gourd baby for you today, okay?" ”

"Really?"

As soon as Minrou heard the news, she instantly forgot about the story.

The little girl was so happy that she hurriedly wrapped her arms around Feng Yin's neck and said excitedly: "Mother, then you can draw Rou'er now, okay?" ”

Feng Yin agreed: "Okay, let's go to your room, and my mother will paint it for you." ”

Saying that, she also raised her chin arrogantly at Zhang Yiming, and then left the main house with her little girl.

Zhang Yiming saw her showing such a little woman-like demeanor, and her mood was indescribably beautiful.

Especially thinking about the painting of husband and wife in the same frame, the mood is even better.

I have to say that Feng Yin's exaggerated but not distorted painting method is really interesting.

made Zhang Yiming have a little itchy hands and wanted to try it.

Seeing their mother and daughter leave, Zhang Yiming smiled and turned around and went to the room where his sons were studying.

Today is another day to teach my sons.

"Mother, what's wrong with my sister's injury?"

Feng Yin hugged Minrou to the girls' room, and Zhang Huishu was changing into old clothes and preparing to go out to mow the grass.

Seeing her mother come in with her sister in her arms, the girl hurriedly asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's not festering."

Feng Yin replied casually, carefully placing Minrou on their kang.

In order not to pull on the wound, she also took a round pillow for the child to put under the injured leg.

"Sister, my mother wants to draw a gourd baby for Rou'er."

Minrou was hugged by her mother, not to mention how happy she was.

As soon as she saw her sister, she couldn't wait to share her joy: "Sister, let me tell you, they are all so powerful." ”

"They're ...... a lot of talent"

Zhang Huishu looked at her mother and sister curiously: "What gourd baby?" Where did the gourd baby come from? ”

"A gourd baby is a gourd baby."

Minrou didn't know how to tell her sister, "The story my father told me before I went to bed yesterday is that the gourd baby is a doll made of seven gourds, which is very powerful." ”

Zhang Huishu's face was full of confusion: "......" What did I miss? Why did I never know my dad could tell stories?