After lunch, Barley, Wheat, and Jian Heng finished washing the bowls and went their separate ways.

Sun Xiuying was tired all morning, and went back to her room to rest as soon as she finished eating.

Jian Zhenhua also had the habit of taking a nap, but he was lit by Jian Heng's incense and slept for more than ten hours, and he was not too busy in the morning, so after lying on the bed energetically at noon today and turning over more than ten times, he was kicked out by Sun Xiuying.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Jian Heng was sitting on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window reading a book, and saw his father coming out of the room in a hurry, so he opened his mouth to ask.

Jian Zhenhua raised his hand and pointed out the door: "I'll go to the conservatory to take a look, you see that when you look at it in winter, it's white, you can't see anything, and you can't go out without wearing goggles."

"You see that is useless, didn't you promise my mother, after renting the land, you will only plant trees and vegetables," Jian Heng said.

When Jian Zhenhua heard it: "If I don't plant in that place, I can't plant in other places!" Really, you're so capable now that you're in charge of your son."

"Your boss!" Jian Heng smiled, lowered his head, and continued to read his book.

"You two quarreled individually, bothering me to comb Denver's hair, I hate it!" Ning Ning is now concentrating on braiding Denver, the villain was already reluctant, and he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, and now he heard that his father and brother were still arguing, and immediately poured his anger on the two of them.

Jian Heng didn't pay attention to it originally, but when he heard his little sister say this, he couldn't help but turn his head, waiting to see what his little sister had done, and he was directly happy!

Denver grows very fast, I don't know if it's the good food, or the credit of the space, it's been a bit of a sub-adult for a few months, so the mane on the neck has also begun to develop, although the development is not too complete, but it's no problem to tie a finger-long pigtail or something.

Ning Ning is doing this now, grabbing a handful of Denver's mane, and then tied it up with a monkey skin band, just at this moment, the little girl has tied up a third of the mane on Denver's neck, and now Denver's neck is like a prairie with sparse saplings, and the ugly ones can't be seen!

Denver also seems to know that he has no capital to resist, so now lying on the floor is lying on the floor and lying a male lion into a meat worm, and his eyes are also dead ashes, as if he has lost confidence in his lion life at this moment.

Only Pooh is happy, the fat bear has been playing for more than an hour after grabbing Denver's tail, and his spirit is still very strong, and he seems to think that Denver rarely plays with him like this, so Pooh is very involved even if he is self-explanatory.

The instant noodles were lying next to Ning Ning, curled up into a ball of sleep, snoring, and snoring, snoring like whistling, and a little sharp.

Jian Zhenhua glanced at it and said, "I'm out!" ”

"Zhao Changshan went home at noon, someone's home is near the town, and no one will talk to you if you go now," Jian Heng reminded his own Lao Tzu.

Zhao Changshan will go home when he is done, and wait for four o'clock in the afternoon, and he will drive back to the ranch again, so that the home and the ranch will run at both ends, and there will be no delay at both ends.

"It's okay, go there and see that the mood will be relaxed! It's all green at a glance, much better than here," Jian Zhenhua said, put on his coat, and left the house.

Jian Heng glanced at Ning Ning, who was focused and quiet, and then looked at Denver, which was worse than death, and thought for a while and decided that it would be better to let Ning Ning continue to braid her pigtails, so as to save the time for the little girl to beat her own ideas.

Jian Heng glanced at Denver and said in his heart: If you don't go to hell, who will go to hell! I can also read a book quietly.

After about half an hour, Ning Ning's voice sounded: "Brother, look at Denver if it looks good now, I'll dress it up."

Jian Heng responded casually: "Well, it's good-looking, it's too beautiful."

"You didn't even look at it!" Ning Ning's annoyed voice came.

When Jian Heng heard this, he immediately raised his head, and looked in the direction of Ning Ning with a smile on his face, originally he just wanted to echo the little girl, but seeing the death of Denver now, Jian Heng immediately burst into tears with laughter, not only did he almost burst into tears.

Not to mention the ugly braids on the neck, the most important thing is that there was originally a pinch of hair in the middle of the head, just like the tip of a beauty in front of a person's forehead, and Ning Ning wrote a big and crooked Wang character with lipstick, which was red and red. Maybe I don't think the lipstick is very colored, and I deliberately painted it a few times.

Probably thinking that just a prince has no way to express the kingly style of a lion, Ning Ning added another smoky makeup to Denver, as if someone hit Denver's eye circles twice with a punch the size of a sandbag.

There are no people who have the courage to give Denver's eye circles twice and can't find a few in the entire ranch, except for Jian Heng, the little girl Ning Ning is the first to dare to do this.

Just when Jian Heng thought he had finished reading it, Denver moved his body, and Jian Heng saw that the hind paws of the four Buddhas had been painted with nail polish, which was still a colorful one, and some of the hook-like nails on one paw were red, some were green, and some were pink.

Boy! Denver's paws stretched out, and they almost blinded Jian Heng's eyes.

Now don't say it's Jian Heng, even Winnie is not happy to stick to Denver's side, about two meters away from where Denver is lying, Winnie the Big Bear looks at Denver with a disgusted face.

You must know that there are not too many people with this kind of red and purple appreciation level, Jian Heng looked at it, and suddenly felt that his little sister and Qianlong's aesthetics were on the same level, all of them were the aesthetics of this kind of farmhouse, and what they pursued was a beautiful and red, and the picture was a lively!

Ning Ning not only wants to change the image of Denver, but now she has extended her claws to instant noodles, poor instant noodles don't even have the courage to hum now, and Ning Ning sat on her lap with a bitter melon-like face, and was holding a purple lipstick and painting lipstick to instant noodles.

"Is it pretty?" Ning Ning stretched out her hand and twisted the head of Bubble Noodles in a small hand, presenting a raccoon with purple lips in front of Jian Heng.

"Beautiful!" Jian Heng nodded with a smile and praised his sister sincerely.

As soon as Ning Ning heard that his creation had been recognized by his brother, he immediately lifted his spirits, and then began to chant words in his mouth: "That box is too heavy, I can't hold it, if I can take it out, I will have more colorful ......."

The little girl couldn't stop muttering, Jian Heng was attracted by the plot in the book, and she didn't pay attention to what she said, so naturally she didn't know that her sister had already hit the idea on the makeup box of the two daughters-in-law.

Anyway, after less than three minutes of communication, the brother and sister played their own games again.

"Wow, Ning Ning, you're amazing!"

Jian Heng was looking at the book, and was suddenly startled by the sound of wheat, and almost threw the book in his hand.

"What are you doing, all of a sudden," Jian Heng grabbed the book and said to the wheat.

Mai was very excited at this time, grabbed Ning Ning's 'work', which is poor instant noodles, and said to Jian Heng: "Look at it! ”

When we arrived at the bad appearance of instant noodles, Jian Heng felt a little stomachache, originally instant noodles had no status in Jian Heng's heart, but now that Ning Ning was so messed up, Jian Heng didn't even want to look at it.

"I'll let you see, Ning Ning's color feels so good, have you seen it, it's a bit like Van Gogh" Wheat said happily, not feeling that Ning Ning had damaged her cosmetics at all.

"That's all Van Gogh?" Jian Heng muttered in a low voice: "It seems that the artistic level of our family is at the level of the perfect old man, and the whole family has fallen into the pit of the farmhouse."

At this time, Sun Xiuying walked out asleep, saw Ning Ning throwing dozens of lipsticks on the ground in a mess, and saw Denver being painted like that dead, where would she not know that it was her daughter's good deeds.

In an instant, Sun Xiuying straightened her face and scolded Ning Ning: "Dead girl, isn't your skin itchy?" ”

Mai was about to praise Ning Ning at Sun Xiuying, but when she saw Sun Xiuying's angry expression, she was stunned and looked dazed.

When Jian Heng saw it, he immediately said to his mother: "Mom, Mom, it's okay, children play!" Don't scare the wheat."

Hearing her son say this, Sun Xiuying immediately smiled at the wheat: "Wheat, I'm sorry, the child is ignorant and spoiled your lipstick, I'll buy you a new ...... later."

"Hurry up and translate it to Mai, otherwise people will think that we don't have a tutor and don't know how to be polite" Sun Xiuying was afraid of falling in front of her prospective daughter-in-law.

Jian Heng smiled: "Mom, you think too much, Mai painted well with Zan Ningning just now."

"Can people say that it's not good! Oh my silly son! "Sun Xiuying hates iron a little bit.