The whiteness outside the window made Guan Qi's heart rise with the dead silence of the holiday.

But if he is not afraid that he will toss himself and catch a cold, a scolding from Guan Mu is indispensable, Guan Qi has already made up for the number of Xianxia clips that go to heaven and earth.

"Just up?" Guan Mu pushed the door and looked at her daughter with a strange expression, and she already knew in her heart, "This kind of sky goes out to toss ......"

"Eat first." Nagging is nagging, and Guan Qi's mother will only take care of it when Guan Qi is really sick.

As for the latter, if he really wants to go out to play with a sword now, he sweats and catches a cold, and he must be scolded.

"Your grandfather will let me wait for you."

"Go and look at the porridge on the fire, take a spoon and get a little, and you won't be able to drink it after a while." Just stared at Guan Qi and sat firmly on the chair, so that he didn't overturn the table, and Guan's mother had to worry about arranging Guan's father.

Father Guan's perfunctory voice came from next door: "Okay, okay, I know!" ”

Immediately afterwards, there was another mutter: "Caring about everyone is the same as managing children, now the girl won't cook porridge, I can still ......"

Xu is mother Guan's white eyes finally let Father Guan know to shut up, and the former can sit down with confidence: "What about the bracelet on your hand?" ”

"You've only been carrying it for a few days and you've lost it...... Most of those estimates were bought by your grandmother, and your grandfather ......."

Mother Guan was nagging, and Old Man Guan walked in outside.

"What's wrong?" Old Man Guan looked at Guan Qi happily, "What's the matter, did you make your mother unhappy again?" ”

I have to say that Mr. Guan's trick is really high, just such a sentence, which directly makes Guan's mother not easy to talk about Guan Qi - Jiang is still old and spicy, and it can be applied anywhere.

"Daddy's back?"

"My mother just said that I didn't take a lacquered bracelet from your small yard before, but then I didn't bring it because I was allergic to lacquer." Guan Mu used the color several times, but Guan Qi didn't react at all, and said endlessly.

"Hey, hey!" Guan Mu's eyes were about to be in front of her daughter's eyes, and the latter reacted and quickly remedied, "Grandpa, don't you tremble with this snow on your body?" I'll eat it as a popsicle in a while! ”

"You just said that the bracelet was made by your grandmother from an acquaintance." Regarding his marriage, which was quite successful but did not end, Mr. Guan mentioned it, and he was not as repulsed as everyone imagined.

"Your grandmother has always liked to collect these things, in the early years, your grandmother's house still had a set of three-entry large courtyards in Nanchizi, and then it was all wiped out by the ancestors?"

"When you wait until this year, you know that if you want to save some money, where is it so easy?"

"Hey...... I didn't tell her back then, but many of the things she bought back were deceived by people. ”

When Old Man Guan talks about it now, he still looks like he hates iron but not steel. In the third year of high school, Guan Qi, who fell into the online literature pit and was out of control, seemed to be unfinished!

"Your grandmother's life is to let others worry about her life!"

The clouds outside the window also trembled when they heard it, and for a while there was a thin layer of frost on the ground.

"You plum blossoms, you can't use the color like this." My aunt wanted to teach her hand in hand, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, her tentacles were cold, and then she remembered that her hand was injured and she couldn't do such a delicate job.

"We are inseparable from Chinese painting, but you must know that there is still a big difference."

"Most of what can be painted in Chinese paintings, we can express ...... But with your current technique, it is still worse to express freehand. ”

After all, the meticulousness of the technique and the delicacy of the ideology are two concepts, which is tantamount to painting bamboo according to bamboo and being confident. The former is dull, but the latter can show the author's inner world smartly.