"Mother, my sister-in-law said she also wants to learn to paint."

When Hu came back with the felt, Lin followed him into Hui Shu's boudoir with a big belly.

Feng Yin raised her eyes, and happened to meet the eyes of the Lin clan who came in cautiously with her stomach in her hands, and was uneasy to look at.

Facing this eldest daughter-in-law who has a bit of white lotus quality, Feng Yin couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

But with two daughters by her side, she didn't bring out this emotion.

only said lightly: "If you want to learn, you can learn, as long as you are not afraid of hardships and hardships." ”

"Mother, we're not afraid of getting tired."

The two daughters-in-law and daughter-in-law replied in unison, "Please also ask my mother to teach us." ”

Feng Yin: "Okay, don't stand there, take the child down first." ”

Lin and Hu listened to the order, and hurriedly reached out to take their children down and put them on the felt.

And took advantage of the situation to put some of the gadgets that Feng Yin had nothing to do for the children on the felt, and let them play with them by themselves.

Seeing that they had settled the children, Feng Yin motioned for the two of them to sit on the edge of the kang and began to tell them the essentials of cartoon drawing and comics.

And based on the storyline of the gourd baby that Zhang Yiming told Minrou last night, he drew it one by one.

The four sisters-in-law never knew that there was such an interesting content in painting.

Today, under the explanation of Mother Feng Yin, it was as if they saw a magical door slowly opening to them.

The four of them listened with relish, and they all forgot about the loss of time.

Even the two children playing on the ground felt that there were so many elders around them, and they didn't make much noise about them.

Except for the Hu family who went out and poured a glass of water for Feng Yin, no one moved the nest.

Until Feng Yin finished drawing the story told by Zhang Yiming last night and stopped writing, the four aunts and sisters-in-law were still immersed in the beauty of the storyline and comics.

Seeing this, the corners of Feng Yin's lips raised slightly, and she didn't disturb their contemplation, and began to sort out the results of the half-day one by one.

Looking at the pictures in his hand, Feng Yin still has a sense of accomplishment.

"Lady."

At this moment, Zhang Yiming, who had been thinking about the first draft of Feng Yin's comics, finished teaching his sons, found outside his daughter's room, and shouted.

Feng Yin listened to the cry, raised his head and answered, "Where are you?" If you're hungry, we'll cook. ”

Zhang Yiming: "Don't worry, take your painting first and take a look at it." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Feng Yin's lips twitched, but he didn't expose his intentions.

Instead, he agreed: "Okay, husband, you can help me see if there are any things that need to be modified." ”

While speaking, Feng Yin had already put on his shoes and went out.

It was only at this time that several young people who were originally immersed in the storyline and the beauty of the comics reacted and got up and wanted to go out.

"Sister."

Minrou had an injury on her leg, and she didn't dare to move for a while, so she had to call Zhang Huishu for help.

Hui Shu smiled at her sister, blinked mysteriously, and reached out to pick her up: "Do you want to go to the thatched house?" Sister will send you there first. ”

"Okay."

Zhang Minrou received her sister's hint, and cleverly agreed, wrapping her hands around her sister's neck, very well-behaved.

Over there, the Lin family and the Hu family also took their respective children and left the sister-in-law's room with them.

When a few people came out, they saw Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming walking side by side, one enjoying the comics, and the other pointing and explaining.

But in the eyes of the younger generations, it seems that one is teaching, and the other is listening carefully, not to mention how warm and harmonious it is.

In fact:

Feng Yin handed the sketch in his hand to Zhang Yiming, who took it in his hand with joy, turned around and walked in the direction of the main house: "Go back to the house and talk slowly." ”