Jiang Ci ignored it, wiped the small bench where Wen Xiangliu had sat with a tissue, and picked up the brush again and began to continue the unfinished drawing just now.

Wen Xiangliu changed his clothes.

He was right, the trouser leg was indeed a little shorter.

He walked over and put dirty clothes under his buttocks, sat next to Jiang Xiaoci, and watched him draw with his cheeks up.

After looking at it for a while, he asked, "Is it so fun to draw?" ”

Jiang Ci looked at the drawing board and replied, "It's okay." ”

"Just okay?" Wen Xiangliu furrowed his brows, "Fortunately, why do you come out to paint every day?" ”

Jiang Ci glanced at him, retracted his gaze, and he didn't say anything.

"What about you?"

Wen Xiangliu was dissatisfied.

"Because it's hard to draw. It's not just that you can learn it. Jiang Ci said.

Wen Xiangliu pursed his lips, "What a big breath." ”

But I couldn't help but think sourly, Jiang Ci's paintings were indeed better than his paintings.

Hum.

Wen Xiangliu hid in this small courtyard, eating snacks while watching Jiang Ci paint, and before he knew it, a morning had passed.

When Jiang Jiu went out to look for Jiang Ci, he saw that the entire Wen family was looking for the little young master who was napping next to Jiang Ci.

This guy! I wonder how many people are looking for him outside!

Jiang Jiu was half angry, stepped forward and grabbed Wen Xiangliu's ear, and picked him up from the ground.

"You're running around again!" Jiang Jiu lectured him, "Do you know that your teacher is about to cry?!" ”

"You! You let go of me! Wen Xiangliu tried to save his poor little ears from ginger wine's nine yin white bone claws, "Why are you such a fierce woman, you have to bully me every time!" ”

Jiang Jiu couldn't help but laugh angrily when he saw him beating him, "You still have the face to say!" Go and apologize to your teacher and go to class! ”

It's been so long, why is this kid still skipping class all day?

Wen Xiangliu pursed her lips and twisted her head to the side.

Ginger Wine twisted his face back, a little speechless.

"Are you so distracted from studying?"

"Didn't he fail to attend class?"

Jiang Jiu explained: "Xiao Ci now goes to school every day, but recently I took him out and asked him for leave. ”

"Hmph." Wen Xiangliu puffed up his face, and his delicate little face was full of resistance.

Jiang Jiu took out a few pieces of dead grass and leaves from his chicken coop, and said helplessly: "What's the matter with your hair...... Why are you wearing Xiao Ci's clothes? Glancing at the chicken bones on the ground again, ginger wine was speechless again.

"Did you come here for a spring outing?"

"Hmph."

Jiang Jiu sighed helplessly, looked at his dirty face, and pulled his hand, "Okay, go back and take a bath, and I'll contact your tutor again." Xiao Ci, you can't hide it for him in the future, you know? ”

Jiang Ci responded: "Got it, Mommy." ”

Wen Xiangliu stuck out his tongue at Jiang Xiaoci.

Jiang Ci ignored him and began to pack up his drawing board.

The news that Wen Xiangliu was on Jiang Jiu's side soon spread to Chu Wanning's side.

Chu Wanning also looked for Wen Xiangliu for a morning, and when she heard the news, she immediately drove over to pick him up.

But Wen Xiangliu refused to see her.

He stayed upstairs and refused to go down.

His reaction like this, even if it was ginger wine, could detect that the relationship between the mother and son was a little wrong.

She looked at the child hiding under the window with her legs crossed, touched his still damp hair, and asked, "Don't want to see Mommy?" ”

Wen Xiangliu lowered his head, his chin rested on his knees, and his forehead hair blocked his eyes.

He said lightly: "I don't like it." ”