Ouyang Fu quickly sent a video that lasted for a minute.

For the sake of prudence, Ye Rongyuan read it for himself first.

The video has been looking at it for some years, and the content is a first birthday banquet, Mr. Ou is holding a boy and smiling happily, and the surroundings are also happy and harmonious.

Ye Rongyuan saw the face of the boy who was being held, and he had a bit of Ouyang Fu's appearance.

This kid, for his father's 60th birthday, turned out the video from more than ten years ago.

After watching the video, Ye Rongyuan didn't think there was anything worth painting.

He replayed the video again, this time, with the little milk group.

Qin Suian looked at the video playing on his phone seriously, watching every frame of the camera very carefully, and his big round eyes blinked twice from time to time.

At the end of a video, Ye Rongyuan bent down and looked at the expression of the little milk group curiously, "An An, the video is finished." ”

Qin Suian's round eyes were crooked, his small hand held his arm, and asked, "Third uncle, do you still have a painting brush?" ”

Ye Rongyuan immediately understood, the little milk group had thought of what to draw, "Wait for me." ”

He carried the little ball to the couch, got up and called out to Luxi, asking her to find paper and brushes.

Lu Xi was extremely efficient, and took the paper and brushes in a few minutes: "Young Master Rongyuan, the paper and brushes you want." ”

"Good work." Ye Rongyuan took it, turned around and returned to the living room, and put the paper and pen on the table.

Qin Sui'an is a small one, and he can't reach the table when he sits on the sofa.

Ye Rongyuan asked Jahans to move the portable small tables and chairs in the lounge next door, which was just right for the height of the little milk group.

After doing all this, he sat next to the little milk group and watched her pick up the paintbrush intently, burying her head in the drawing paper.

Ye Rongyuan couldn't help but show a doting look, and looked at the little milk ball with a smile in his eyes.

The mobile phone shook several times, and it was a message from Ouyang Fu again.

Ye Rongyuan didn't say anything polite to him, and replied directly: The deposit is one million, and it will be transferred to me first.

[Ouyang Fu: Okay Rongyuan Baba! [Love] [Circle]]

After a while, Ye Rongyuan received a text message reminder that one of his bank cards had arrived in one million.

After collecting the deposit, he searched for the prices of some awesome painters, although their family An'an was still young, but the painting was really good-looking, and it was even painted in such an emergency.

Ye Rongyuan made up his mind from the perspective of a businessman that he must help An An make a lot of money! Don't let An An suffer!

in the room.

Old Madam Ye, Old Mr. Ye and Ye Liyuan listened to the movement outside, and when it became quiet outside, they glanced at each other.

As if to reach a silent tacit understanding, the three of them stood up at the same time, and then quietly approached the door of the room, looking out carefully.

I saw the little milk group sitting in front of the small table, drawing something seriously.

Ye Rongyuan also kept quiet, waved his hand at them, and said silently with his mouth: An An is painting.

Needless to say, they all saw it.

Worried that their appearance would disturb the little milk group to paint, Mrs. Ye, Mr. Ye and Ye Liyuan just stood at the door of the room and watched.

For nearly an hour, after Qin Suian finally put down his paintbrush and didn't continue painting, they finally walked out of the room.

Ye Rongyuan stepped forward and took a closer look at the painting drawn by the little milk group, and then his eyes widened in surprise.

I watched the same video, but he was confused, and he couldn't think of anything to draw about it.

But the little milk group only watched the content of the video once, and quickly drew this complete picture, and even did not need to modify it.

Originally, he planned to collect a few million more from Ouyang Fu at the market price, but now after reading this painting, Ye Rongyuan decided to increase the price!

Old Madam Ye came to the side of the little milk group, took the little milk group into her arms, and asked softly, "Is An An tired or not?" ”

She painted two paintings in one day, and she felt distressed when she looked at it.

"Hee-hee~" Qin Sui'an bent his eyes and smiled, but did not answer, but leaned on his grandmother's arms and relaxed comfortably.

Old Madam Ye immediately gently pinched her little hands to relieve the sourness of her fingers, "You haven't taken a nap today, are you sleepy?" ”

This time, the little milk group replied quickly, "Grandma, I'm a little sleepy~"

"Well, let's go take a nap first." Mrs. Ye smiled and entered the room with the little milk ball.

The little milk ball was ready, and she bent down to put the little milk ball on the small bed.

Knowing that the little milk ball wanted to sleep against her mother, she carefully pushed the small bed towards the side of the hospital bed to close the distance between the two beds.

Qin Sui'an lay down in the quilt, turned her little head sideways, looked at her mother who was sleeping, and her round eyes were curved like crescent moons: "Good afternoon to Ma Ma ~ Good afternoon to grandma ~ "

Old Madam Ye leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Good afternoon, An'an, sleep." ”

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and I had just finished painting a painting, and I fell asleep after a while.

Old Madam Ye sat on the chair next to the bed, reluctant to leave, and looked at the sleeping granddaughter and the sleeping daughter in the room with a gentle expression.

Outside.

Ye Rongyuan sent a message to Ouyang Fu to tell him that the painting had been completed, and asked him to transfer the final payment of 10 million.

Ouyang Fu happily transferred 10 million to him again, and after the money was transferred, he realized it and reacted:

[Ouyang Fu: Painted it?! So fast?! Didn't I just send you the video for less than an hour?! What happened in this hour?! 】

It was a question mark and an exclamation mark, which was enough to see his own stunned at this moment.

Ouyang Fu is a son-in-law, eating, drinking and having fun is the best, and he usually has to go to some art exhibition halls to receive the influence of ink culture.

Recently, in order to give a gift to his father's sixtieth birthday, he racked his brains and flew everywhere to find some gifts that would make his eyes shine.

Unexpectedly, after looking for so long, the gift that made his eyes shine was actually stored in the circle of friends.

The circle of friends that Ye Rongyuan posted, the painting suddenly hit his heart, and it was the feeling he was looking for.

At this moment, as soon as he saw Ye Rongyuan say that the painting was done, Ouyang Fu couldn't wait to flash directly in front of him.

[Ouyang Fu: Can you show me first?! 】

Ye Rongyuan checked the balance of the bank card and made sure that the full amount of 11 million had arrived, so he took a picture of the picture drawn by the little milk group and sent it over.

As long as a minute later, Ye Rongyuan received another message bombardment from Ouyang Fu:

[Ouyang Fu: Ahhhh I knew it! I read the wrong person! An An is simply my angel! 】

Ye Rongyuan set his message to not be reminded, and he went crazy quietly in the list.

Hmph, of course their family An An is an angel! Still use Ouyang Fu to say?