Yuqing Palace.

The sun was setting, and it was already evening.

Because most of the people had already gone out on their missions, there was no sound here, and there was silence.

After An An finished dinner, she patted her stomach happily, but the expression on her face was very solemn, and her little face was wrinkled, as if she was thinking about something.

Sister Qinghuan said that Grandpa Wang was home alone recently, and no one accompanied him, which sounded very pitiful.

My sister also said that Grandpa Wang is now an "empty nester", although I don't know what this word means, it shouldn't be a good word, giving people a very lonely feeling.

Therefore, An An took the initiative to ask Ying and wanted to go to Grandpa Wang to accompany him.

Remembering the last time Grandpa Wang taught her arithmetic, the little girl couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and feel a little worried.

After thinking about it for a while, she decided to take Lu with her, so that if she wanted to make up the lesson, she would let Piggy take it.

After making a decision, An An staggered on her little short legs, ran to the kitchen and said to Song Qinghuan: "Sister Qinghuan, I want to go out." ”

"Huh? Didn't you already go out in the afternoon? And it's six o'clock now, huh? ”

Song Qinghuan, who was cleaning up the kitchen utensils, raised his eyebrows, feeling a little strange.

One of An An's life creeds is that she must go home at 5 p.m., and she has been working hard to abide by this rule.

What's wrong with today, you actually took the initiative to go out?

"I want to go to Grandpa Wang, Grandpa is so pitiful, no one accompanies him." The little girl's eyes blinked, and her tone was very serious.

Song Qinghuan paused, touched An An's head, and agreed to her request.

Then, Song Qinghuan took out some desserts he had made and handed them to An An.

"By the way, bring some snacks over and let Grandpa Wang taste them."

The little girl took the dessert, nodded, and then turned her head and ran out in a hurry.

She patted Lou's head and woke up Lou, who was well-fed and drunk.

"Pigs, don't sleep! We're going to find Grandpa Wang. ”

Lu Wenyan immediately came to his senses, got up from the ground with a grunt, put An An on his back and walked out.

With a brisk pace, Lu trotted towards Wang Wudi's residence, not at all lazy and slack.

After a short time, one person and one pig arrived outside the old man's house.

"Grandpa Wang! Piggy and I came to see you! ”

An An knocked on the door on tiptoe with difficulty, and his mouth did not rest, explaining his intention.

After a while, Wang Wudi opened the door of the house, glanced at the little guy outside the door with some surprise, and let An Anhe's Lu enter the house.

Wang Wushu was still wearing that Mao suit, but his clothes were not as good as in the past, straight and straight without a trace of wrinkles.

The old man's beard was also slightly messy, there were two big dark circles under his eyes, and his face was full of tiredness.

"Grandpa Wang, haven't you slept well lately? I look so tired. An An looked at Wang Wudi carefully, and then asked out with great concern.

Wang Wudi was slightly stunned.

He's just an old man now.

In Wang Wudi's life, there is nothing to be afraid of.

In the face of the end of the law, he had the courage to go against the sky and forcibly cross the catastrophe of human immortals; Sitting in the Xia Kingdom for decades, he strongly suppressed all the enemies who came to attack, and never showed the slightest hesitation; Faced with the first strange beast that was expected to become an immortal in hundreds of years, he gave up his cultivation and forcibly killed it.

But now, in the face of this empty room, the old man was a little scared.

In the past few days, he has not seen anyone except the chef who comes to deliver food every day.

The children around him have all gone to fight, and the future is uncertain, and Wang Wudi has no bottom in his heart.

It's been days on end, and he hasn't slept well at night.

In the past, the peerless earth immortal who killed decisively, in the final analysis, was just an old man.

"Grandpa is old, so he doesn't sleep well, why is An An here?"

Touching the little girl's head, Wang Wudi asked with a smile.

An An put down the snack in his hand, found a chair to sit down very familiarly, and then answered.

"Sister Qinghuan said that there was no one to accompany grandpa, so I came over!"

Wang Wudi's heart warmed, touched the little girl's head, opened the snack and ate it with her.

An old man and a young man sat side by side, smiling and eating snacks, and the picture was very warm.

The scene of grandfather and grandson filial piety lasted for about two minutes.

"An An, how are you studying lately?"

Eating a snack in his mouth, Wang Wudi, like many old people, asked casually.

The little girl's face tightened when she heard this, and her eyes turned to Lu.

"Fortunately, I was smart enough to bring the pig with me." An An was still a little proud in her heart.

Patting Wang Wuving's shoulder, An An pointed at Lu and said, "Grandpa Wang, if you want to go to class, just give Lu a lecture, I'll just play by myself." ”

After speaking, he quickly jumped off the chair and walked around Wang Wuyi's house.

……

The old man's expression was a little stiff, the little girl was really worried, he still wanted to live for two more years, at least he had to read Shucheng to get married and have children.

Gu Changsheng is a smart child, he takes his beautiful wife to death, and he doesn't have to worry about it.

As for Li Xuanan...... Counting on that fool himself should be hopeless, and then assign him a wife.

"Huh? Grandpa, can I use this to draw? An An wandered to Wang Wuyi's desk, pointed to the brush and paper on the table, and asked.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and asked out with some curiosity, "Does An An know how to draw?" ”

The little girl patted her chest, very proud.

"I learned it in kindergarten, and the teacher praised me for being very imaginative and drawing well. Why don't I draw a picture of Grandpa Wang? ”

Wang Wudi was interested when he heard it, it seems that An An has no talent in learning, but in other places, maybe he is really talented?

"Okay, do you need Grandpa to pose?"

An An's eyes lit up, and asked Wang Wushu to take out the small blackboard, and then make a posture of bending down to write on the blackboard.

She arranged for Lu to sit in front of the blackboard and make an expression of listening attentively.

"Yes, yes, yes! Grandpa, relax your chalk hand a little bit, it's natural. ”

"Piggy, your expression must be in place! You have to show that thoughtful look. ”

Wang Wudi nodded secretly in his heart, the little girl seems to be really talented, this picture is actually very dynamic, and the effect will be very good.

"Alright! Stay it that way for a while, and I'll start drawing. ”

An An stepped on the stool, lifted the brush and drawn.

Out of the corner of his eye, Wang Wushu caught a glimpse of the little girl's pen holding posture, which was very standard, and he couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

In this way, the little girl frowned, jumped down from the chair from time to time, looked at it from all angles, and then ran back to continue painting, which was very professional.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Lou snorted a little uncomfortably.

"Pig hold on, it'll be over soon." An An had a few more ink marks on his face, which were accidentally touched on his face, adding the demeanor of many great painters.

After another while, Wang Wudi couldn't help but ask out loud: "An An, it's been almost two hours, isn't it okay?" ”

"Done! Come to an end! ”

As soon as he finished asking, the little girl cried out happily.

Wang Wushu slowly straightened his waist, and clearly heard a crunchy sound from his body.

Lu, who was propped up by his hands, walked to the desk with some difficulty, looking at the paintings on the table with great expectation.

"Huh?" Lu Zhu's face was full of puzzlement, it didn't see itself?

An An pointed to a black thing on the painting, and said loudly: "Piggy, this is you, how similar do you look." ”

……

Wang Wudi's face was complicated, and he pointed to a matchstick villain.

"So, this is me?"

With a smile on her face, the little girl replied, "That's right! This is Grandpa Wang. ”

Holding the old waist, Wang Wushu sighed.

What was he expecting?

Glancing at the little girl with complicated eyes, the old man let out a long sigh.

While the Creator closed the door of An An's learning, he also closed the door of her art.

Also affixed a seal.

After lingering for some more time, An An sat on Lu's back and walked slowly towards his home.

After Wang Wudi washed up briefly, he sat at the desk for a while, and also lay down on the bed early.

Maybe the arrival of the little girl made him a little happy, maybe he was a little tired after being a model for two hours today, and the old man slept very sweetly today.

The moonlight shines through the window, shining silently, casting layers of silver light in the room, and everything looks very soft.

On the wall near Wang's bed, a carefully framed painting was hung.

The name of the painting is: "Grandpa Wang Gives Pig Lessons".