Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 2815 Pidianpidian ran over

After a light rain, the plum blossoms in the village are in full bloom.

At the foot of the mountain, there are red and white colors, and sparse wintersweet yellow, which is dazzling at a glance.

Little Youzi walked crookedly, wearing the new cotton shoes that Principal Wang's wife made for her, holding Ye Jiaqi's hand, tilting her little butt, and running around.

Ye Jiaqi took her to see the flowers, and she hid under the tree and played catch and cat with Ye Jiaqi.

There were fallen flowers all over the ground, including Xiaoyouzi's shoulders and head. Ye Jiaqi squatted down and brushed off the petals from her shoulders.

"Mama, go up." Xiaoyouzi pointed at the mountain.

Ye Jiaqi shook his head: "Let's not go up, there are big tigers up there, eating babies."

"Hmm." Xiaoyouzi blinked her eyes.

Walking and walking, Ye Jiaqi and Xiaoyuzi wandered in the sea of ​​plum blossoms.

The wild plum trees here have not been pruned. Although they are disordered, they are all in their original posture, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

Halfway through, Ye Jiaqi stopped.

Among the flowers, there is a man drawing with a drawing board.

It was Zhuo Yuanhang.

He changed into a very casual attire, with a gray scarf tied around his neck. Half of his face was covered by the drawing board, but his calm and calm expression could still be seen.

He was painting, concentrating, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Ye Jiaqi felt that he had changed.

In the past, she thought that he was a financial master, turning his hand into clouds and rain in the business field in Chicago. After all, she heard from ZR's people that ZR was Zhuo Yuanhang who brought him back to life.

Such a financial genius, like her, came to the small mountain village.

She didn't bother to study.

His original intention for her was never pure.

Just as Ye Jiaqi was about to leave, Xiaoyouzi tilted her head, looked at Zhuo Yuanhang curiously, and called out in a childish voice, "Uncle."

Ye Jiaqi held her back, but Zhuo Yuanhang had already raised his head.

Little Yuzi shook off Ye Jiaqi's hand, ran over, squatted in front of Zhuo Yuanhang's easel, tilted her head to look at the drawing board, and pointed with her little hand, "Huahua."

Zhuo Yuanhang smiled.

He already had a refined and gentle demeanor, but when he smiled, he became even more gentle.

Little Youzi saw that he was very close, so she leaned towards him.

Zhuo Yuanhang simply carried her over and sat on his lap.

Ye Jiaqi hurriedly shouted, "Little Yuzi, don't disturb uncle's painting, come here."

Xiaoyouzi shook her head, but refused.

Zhuo Yuanhang stuffed a paintbrush into her hand, held her little hand, and taught her how to draw.

Little Yuzi was very happy. Looking at the Huahua she had drawn on the white paper, she called to Ye Jiaqi, "Mama, look, Huahua."

Xiaoyouzi sat on Zhuo Yuanhang's lap, giggling, Zhuo Yuanhang also looked at Xiaoyouzi dotingly, took her hand and drew a few more leaves.

"Ma Ma, look." Little Yuzi insisted on Ye Jiaqi's look, her little face was full of complacency.

Ye Jiaqi boasted, "It looks good."

When the wind blew, plum blossom petals fell on Zhuo Yuanhang's head and scarf, and the place where he sat was already covered with a thick layer of petals.

Although it is winter, the weather today is fine, sunny and sunny.

Zhuo Yuanhang liked the little pomelo very much, he hugged the little one and refused to let go, holding her hand and patiently teaching her how to draw.

Compared with before, he talked less. Such a good time was wasted on unnecessary things.

You know, he used to be a person who cherished time like gold, after all, every second counts in business.

(End of this chapter)