Chapter 12: The Little Man Is Good
Qiao Yunxia quickly went through it in his mind, Wang Wang, what is it?
However, the villain was willing to deal with her for the first time, but he couldn't let him down, so he immediately nodded like garlic and said, "Okay, the loser will learn to be gray."
"Hmph" the little man snorted with disdain, quickly crawled over, drew a red pen from the paintbrush piled on the carpet, glanced at her resistantly, and quickly crawled back to its place.
Qiao Yunxia didn't bother him anymore, just sat cross-legged in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, took out his painting tools, looked at the scenery outside, and took pictures.
The flowers on the riverbank bloom in the sun, and a colorful butterfly rests on the flower, the breeze blows, and the butterfly wings gently sway with the petals.
In a few moments, the butterfly was drawn on her drawing paper.
The corner was quiet, Qiao Yunxia looked over, the villain's saliva flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and he didn't have time to wipe it off, and he painted to the realm of forgetfulness, and the saliva fell on the drawing paper.
Qiao Yunxia walked over gently, knelt down beside him, and quietly watched him paint.
His paintings can be said to be imaginative, one stroke in the east, one stroke in the west, and then circles and forks, although messy, not to mention quite abstract, sometimes looking like a house, sometimes looking like an airplane...
The door of the studio was pushed open, and Wu's mother walked in, and when she saw the scene of the two children lying on the ground side by side and concentrating, she smiled with relief, it seems that the tutoring thing has been completed.
The little man raised his head and glanced at Mama Wu, who was approaching, only to notice that the eldest sister who was obviously over there was lying next to him, so frightened that she got up, shrank to the base of the wall, and glared at Qiao Yunxia with a flat mouth.
Frightened the child, Qiao Yunxia raised his hands in surrender, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm done painting, I'm bored, so I want to see what you painted." I'm not trying to scare you. β
The little man glanced at the drawing paper in her hand, turned her head sideways, didn't enjoy it, turned back to glance at it, and so on.
Mother Wu saw his careful thoughts, hugged him in her arms, and showed him the painting drawn by Qiao Yunxia, "Little master, look, this butterfly looks like it's alive, is it beautiful?" β
The little man stared at the butterfly with round eyes, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but he stretched it out and retracted it again, very disdainful, "It's not as good as the superman I painted." β
Qiao Yunxia suddenly realized that he was painting Superman, "So the big sister lost." "Deliberately depressed, he drooped his shoulders and waited to be punished.
The little man proudly raised his fleshy chin, "You learn to scream." β
Qiao Yunxia was in a dilemma for a while, what is Gray Ash, dog? Little sheep? Or a calf?
Wu's mother saw that she didn't know Ash Ash, and hurriedly said: "Ash is a dog, the little master's favorite cartoon, a little dog in the Wangwang team."
Qiao Yunxia breathed a sigh of relief, learning to bark a dog simply.
Then he put his hand on his ear and decorated his long ear, "Gray Gray, no problem." Woohoo, woohoo. "The voice is light and funny.
It made the little person in Wu's mother's arms giggle, it's not easy.
"No, no, that's not what Ash is called." The little man corrected, eager to try, and wanted to get down to the ground.
Wu's mother let him down, he learned to walk as a dog, and crawled forward with both hands, "Wangwang, you have to bark like this." "The voice is milky, like a little milk dog that has just learned to walk.
Qiao Yunxia learned from him and moved in unison with him, "Wangwang, is this so?" β
The little man looked at the 'big dog' beside him, and the childish laughter rang like a silver bell.
The world of a child is very simple, what he wants is not to be held in the palm of his hand and coaxed, but to have a like-minded playmate who can integrate into his own small world.
Often those tutors didn't understand his world before, and always felt that adults were different from children, not so naΓ―ve, and couldn't do these childish actions.
Only this big sister did it, so he was willing to open his heart when she was a good friend.
Qiao Yunxia crawled all over the ground chasing the little man in front of him, and the little man was afraid of being caught up, so he tried hard to dodge, laughing and drooling.
Tired of crawling, he sat down on the carpet and yawned long.
Qiao Yunxia knew that it was time for him to take a lunch break, so he didn't tease him anymore.
Tentatively approaching him, he was no longer wary and resistant, Qiao Yunxia reached out to hug him in his arms, gently patted his back and coaxed him to sleep.
Seeing this, Wu's mother burst into tears.
She is the only one who makes the little young master let down his guard, in the past, whenever a tutor came, the little young master didn't look at it, and cried like a ghost.
"Little master, this sister will come to play with you tomorrow and teach you how to draw, okay?" While he was still asleep, Wu's mother asked him.
"Okay, those who lose tomorrow learn to call Zhuzhu." The little man muttered and fell into a deep sleep.
Qiao Yunxia's heart sank, it was a little difficult for the pig to bark, it seemed that he had to study hard when he went back.
After the tutor's affairs were done, Wu's mother nodded happily with Qiao Yunxia, and whispered to her: "Zhuzhu is also a dog in the Wangwang team. β
Mother Wu took the little man back to the room to sleep, came over and took Qiao Yunxia downstairs, and asked the housekeeper if she hadn't come back yet, so she asked her to come on time tomorrow and let her bring her ID card for the housekeeper to enter.
Until Wu's mother sent her out of the villa, Qiao Yunxia thought it was a dream.
The excitement and joy of finding her first job in her life made her unable to calm down for a long time.
On the way out, her grandmother told her that her wife had changed the tutoring time to 9 to 11 o'clock in the morning, and handed her a few pieces of money.
Qiao Yunxia didn't answer, her gratitude was beyond words, and she hugged her grandmother, "Grandma, I really thank you for giving me this opportunity, I didn't teach anything today, it's a trial, and the money can't be collected." β
Although she is very short of money, she has to earn every penny by her own efforts and hands, and today she just played with him for a while, and she shouldn't have asked for it.
"Silly girl, the money was given by Madame, and you deserve it. Don't thank me, I only helped you pull the strings, and it was you who got this job with your own ability. β
"Grandma, see you tomorrow. Please tell Madame, I will definitely teach the young master well. β
Qiao Yunxia was afraid that her grandmother would stuff it into her again, so she ran away as she spoke.
I can't forget how long I haven't been so happy as today, and my steps have become brisk all the way out.