Probably Yu Hongyi sadly accepted the sad fact that his granddaughter really didn't like to play chess, he had never forced his children and grandchildren, and at first he also hoped that his granddaughter could learn one more skill so as not to be bullied in the future.

But Xiao Shen Jiayu stayed in Yu Mansion for longer and longer, and he found that his granddaughter, who was always playing cats and dogs with Yu Kaiyu and wishing to tear down Yu Mansion, was with the smart and sensible disciple Yan Yu most of the time, and also disturbed Yan Yu's study from time to time.

And Yan Yu, who often discusses the scriptures and current affairs with Yu Kaicheng, and quotes the scriptures to complete the homework he assigned, is also distracted, always looking at the direction of the lobby, looking forward to something.

In order not to let Shen Jiayu distract Yan Yu's attention, Yu Hongyi decided to let his granddaughter learn to paint.

"Your mother's painting skills are very good, she should have taught you, but you live in Yufu all day long, not to mention, your father and mother have always been used to you, you can give up their principles if you are spoiled, let you play, just want your childhood to be happy and free."

"But the small tree needs to be pruned, and the ideas that should be instilled in you must not be less, you don't like to play the piano, you don't have talent, and you don't like to practice martial arts, you are so tired that you panic, and you don't have time to walk a stick of incense, so you lie on the ground and shout tiredness and pain."

"Then grandpa will teach you to draw, the girl sits quietly in front of the drawing paper, which is quite good."

Eleven or twelve-year-old Shen Jiayu has no objection to this, and even gears up, her mother likes to paint, there was once a picture of a general's battle, in which she was wearing silver armor, holding a spear high, and sitting on a red horse with his front hooves jumping on the heroic father, and her father's face was still scattered with bloodstains.

She was struck by this painting, and the majestic image of her father like a mountain was firmly rooted in her heart, and whenever her mother painted, she would also use a piece of rice paper to learn from it.

My mother always touched her head and said, "Our little fish is very talented and has very peculiar ideas. ”

When the child is praised, she will devote more energy to studying, and her mother will show her paintings to the family, and her grandmother and brothers will praise her for her good and beautiful paintings, but her father will always look at her with sad eyes, and then say solemnly, "Xiaoyu's paintings are the best." ”

Little Shen Jiayu doesn't understand the meaning of her father's gaze, but now Shen Jiayu understands it very well, because she has seen her father's birthday gift to her mother, a portrait of her mother, except for her facial features, she really can't find a place similar to her mother's relatives.

The mother cherished it very much, but she didn't hang it up, but put it on the shelf, and gently said that she liked this gift very much.

Probably because her painting skills are similar to her father's, she didn't inherit her mother's excellent genes.

"Grandpa, I'm not very good at drawing."

Xiao Shen Jiayu took the freshly made painting to Yu Hongyi to see, Yu Hongyi was full of expectations, but after reading it, he was silent for a moment, and praised: "The kitten painted by Xiaoyu is really good, you can see it at a glance." ”

Shen Jiayu carefully looked at his childhood paintings and felt that he was painting a little tiger.

Sure enough, Xiao Shen Jiayu said angrily: "Grandpa's eyes are not good, Xiaoyu is obviously a little tiger, you see, there is a sign on the forehead of the word 'king'." ”

Yu Hongyi couldn't see his granddaughter sad the most, and hurriedly coaxed: "It's my grandfather's clumsiness, it's indeed a little tiger, very cute." ”

"Huh."

There was a chuckle with an angry voice next to him, Yan Yu witnessed the painting process of Xiao Shen Jiayu, to be honest, he didn't recognize what a small animal it was at first, he wanted to say a few words, but he was afraid that what he said was wrong would anger Xiao Shen Jiayu, so he simply fell silent.

Until this point, I finally couldn't help it.

Xiao Shen Jiayu put the painting on the table, bent his arms, pinched his armpits, and pouted, "Brother Yanyu, what are you laughing at?" Could it be that you also have bad eyes, and you didn't recognize that Xiaoyu painted a little tiger. ”

Yan Yu never wanted to admit that his eyes were bad: "Of course I recognize it, is this painting given to me, after all, my zodiac is a tiger." ”

Originally, he was unsure, but when Xiao Shen Jiayu said that it was a little tiger, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

Shen Jiayu originally thought so, but Yan Yu actually laughed at her, she was annoyed in her heart, and immediately put the painting away: "It's not, I'll just draw and play." ”

Yan Yu lowered his eyes in frustration, stopped talking, and was sentimental.