Madame Pierre handed the "blue rose" to the frightened servants, who carefully put it away.

After that, Guan Mingxin returned to his previous position with Li Nian, and the halfway painting was naturally put away.

Madame Pierre sighed: "I originally came out to relax, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, this world is really a big forest, there are all kinds of birds, and I do some disgusting things." ”

Her tone was indignant, and she looked at Li Nian with pity.

"If you find someone, you must teach you a lesson." Guan Mingxin also echoed, and followed her to look at Li Nian: "What kind of blue blood roses are you looking for, how can you run to find these things when you are painting!" ”

And she hadn't told Li Nian anything about the Blue Blood Rose before, and if she hadn't just told Madame Pierre about it, she wouldn't have known about it.

Li Nian flattened his mouth and felt a little aggrieved: "I want to give my father as a birthday gift." ”

When Guan Mingxin heard her say this, no matter how angry she was, she couldn't get out.

"Good boy, a filial one." Madame Pierre looked at Li Nian and smiled and bent her eyes.

When Li Zhanqing arrived, Guan Mingxin and Madame Pierre were already sitting on the recliner with Li Nian blowing the wind and drinking tea. Breathing a sigh of relief, Li Zhanqing didn't know why his heartstrings were so tight when he didn't see anyone.

"Zhanqing!" Guan Mingxin was very surprised when she saw someone coming, and jumped up to greet her: "Didn't you say that there was a banquet?" ”

She knew that it was Mr. Matt who invited her to the banquet, which was why she couldn't pester Li Zhanqing.

Li Nian also saw Li Zhanqing, and ran over with the jump, almost tripping and falling. Li Zhanqing hurriedly picked up the person, and saw the band-aid on Li Nian's hand.

However, he didn't ask out loud first, but looked at Guan Mingxin gently, and gently smoothed her hair that was blown by the wind, and then said softly: "The banquet is over, I'll come and see you." ”

Guan Mingxin showed a bright smile and pulled the person on the recliner and sat down together.

Madame Pierre took the initiative to say hello, and Li Zhanqing nodded at her, her attitude was the same as always, but she didn't see much emotion.

At this time, Li Nian happened to bring the tea to Li Zhanqing, and Li Zhanqing looked at her injured fingers and raised her eyebrows: "How old is it that this has been for a while, how did you make yourself like this?" ”

Li Nian's temperament is babbling, it's normal to bump and bump, so he didn't think much about it before. At this time, he was just idle, and he simply asked more, which was considered to be a beating and beating temperament.

Li Nian pursed the corners of her mouth, and was about to play coquettish to seek your comfort. Madame Pierre, over there, took the blame: "It's all my fault, and it's not good to talk to her about the blue blood rose, and this will be told by some inexplicable people." ”

Hearing this, Li Zhanqing looked at Guan Mingxin. I just asked casually before, but now I feel that things may not be simple.

Guan Mingxin knew him best, and at the same time that he saw it, he told him what had happened before.

Madame Pierre waited for her to finish. Then he said: "I have mentioned this to Monsieur Pierre, and he said that he would send someone to check on him, and he would not make these pranks feel better. ”

Li Zhanqing nodded: "It's troublesome." ”

"That's what we're supposed to do." Madame Pierre smiled.

Li Zhanqing didn't continue the topic, but talked to Guan Mingxin about the painting that Li Nian had just painted.

Li Nian's painting has been largely completed, but the color is still not finished. Li Zhanqing saw it and felt a little pity, so he found the paint and asked Li Nian to finish the color on the side and go back.

Li Nian was also happy, and he was happy to color. Madame Pierre saw that they seemed to have put the matter down, and breathed a sigh of relief, and her face was much lighter, and she followed Li Nian to watch her color.

She seems to like getting along with Li Nian very much, and asks Li Nian a few more words about painting from time to time. Seeing someone come to ask him for advice, Li Nian was naturally happy, knowing everything, but he was too addicted to being a teacher.

When Li Nian was finished, Madame Piert took a picture with her and the painting, and then said goodbye to her contentedly.

Li Zhanqing looked thoughtfully, looked at the direction Madame Pierre left, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

"Madame Pierre is very fond of Rio Nian." Guan Mingxin noticed his expression and said with a smile: "This time, she didn't say a few words to me, she went to Li Nian first." ”

Hearing this, Li Nian jumped into her arms, hugged her neck and said coquettishly: "Mommy, don't be jealous, my aunt said that I am the cutest little girl she has ever seen, and that I am very good at painting, just as good as my little brother!" ”

"Little brother?" Li Zhanqing suddenly turned his head and asked. Although the tone did not fluctuate much, it made Guan Mingxin take a look at it more.

Although Li Nian was very sensitive at a young age, he didn't think too much about his father, and told everything he had heard from Madame Pierre before: "The little brother is the son of my aunt, and my aunt said that he is two years older than me, and he is very good-looking, and he is also very good-looking in painting." ”

Li Zhanqing and Guan Mingxin glanced at each other when they heard this.

At the same time, they thought of the son who died in an accident in Madame Pierre, but they did not expect that the other person also liked to draw.

Thinking of this, Guan Mingxin felt a little emotional, and reached out to touch Li Nian's hair. She thought, as a mother, that she could understand why Madame Pierre liked Li Nian.

It must be because they like to draw the same thing, and if they have something in common, they will naturally have an empathic effect.

On the contrary, Li Zhanqing thought more in his heart, and he didn't know why he always cared so much about the wound that was completely covered by the band-aid on Li Nian's hand. On the night of returning home, he took the initiative to take out medicines and disinfect Li Nian.

By the time the band-aid was torn off, the already small wound had already stopped bleeding, leaving only a small red spot. Li Zhanqing still insisted on eliminating the poison, applied some ointment, and did not continue to let Li Nian put on a band-aid, and directly dried the small wound to get better faster.

Li Nian didn't care about this small wound at all, the big hole he had hit while climbing a tree and falling down was much more terrifying than this. She took the painting she had drawn today and ran to her room and showed off with Ling Tianfeng.

Ling Tianfeng whispered this to her softly, but quietly inquired about a lot of things about them here. Li Zhanqing and Guan Mingxin didn't notice this, because they gave Li Nian a lot of privacy, and they wouldn't come to her room casually, and even if they did, they would knock on the door in advance to ask.

Li Zhanqing put away the medicine in the master bedroom, but when he turned around, he saw the title staring at him kindly. He walked over and held the person in his arms: "What do you think?" ”