The first lady is sweet and sweet

Chapter 456 Painting (Part [-])
"It's not a solution to keep Dongdong out like this?" Mrs. Chen looked at Qi Yaoyao and said, looking at her precious grandson with distress, and said, "Look at his pitiful appearance." It's a smile.

"There are still three or four months before the spring flowers bloom! It's really not easy to endure." Qi Yaoyao's dark apricot core eyes flowed slightly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Yes."

He took out a picture book and eyebrow pencil from the drawer of the kang head cabinet.

"What are you going to do? Don't let Dongdong see it. His little hand is neither light nor heavy. What if it is torn for you?" Chen shi looked at her nervously and said, spreading his arms to block his eldest grandson.

"I got a new one, I haven't painted it yet!" Qi Yaoyao smiled when she heard the words, flipped through the painting book, it was brand new and brand new.

"Wouldn't it be more distressing for him to tear the new one?" Chen shi said in a low voice, for fear that the eldest grandson would hear it.

Dongdong didn't know whether he heard it or not, turned around and stretched out his hand to grab Chen's arm, then walked over and lay down on the kang table.

"Baby, come and see who this is?" Qi Yaoyao drew Chen Shi with an eyebrow pencil.

"Why are you painting me?" Chen looked at her with bright black eyes and said with a smile.

"Show it to Dongdong!" Qi Yaoyao lowered her head slightly and looked at her son, "Dongdong, who did your mother draw? Can you point to your mother?"

Dong Dong's fleshy fingers pointed at Chen Shi, and then pointed at the painting!
"Oh! We Dongdong are so smart, we know the grandma painted by my mother!" Qi Yaoyao kissed his chubby cheek.

The smile on Mrs. Chen's face was like that of a child, "If you draw it so similar, you won't admit it wrong." I sat down with him in my arms, "We're asking my mother to draw it well, let's see if Dongdong can recognize it. Who?"

"Daughter-in-law, draw quickly, draw yourself." Chen's little painting book urged.

"Myself?" Qi Yaoyao was stunned, stroked her forehead and said, "I don't even look in the mirror, how am I?"

"You sit in front of the dresser every day, don't you look in the mirror?" Chen shi looked at her in surprise and said.

The one in the mirror is not herself, Qi Yaoyao murmured in her heart, looking at it is not disturbing enough.

"I didn't take a closer look, and the mirror didn't look very clearly." Qi Yaoyao said in a low voice, turning her eyebrow pencil in her hand.

"Then take a look now." Chen Shi urged her with black eyes, and put down the eldest grandson, "You look at Dongdong." After getting off the kang, he directly gave the bronze mirror on the dressing table to the door in three or two steps. Moved over, "Look at the painting." Then he said, "It's not so blurry, it's quite clear!"

Qi Yaoyao didn't look in the mirror for a long time, and looked at the person in the mirror for a while, still a little dazed.

"What's wrong?" Chen shi looked at Qi Yaoyao, who had been slow to write, in confusion.

"Nothing?" Qi Yaoyao looked up at her and shook her head slightly when she heard the words, "You have to look carefully before you can draw a portrait." She said without blushing or panting.

Qi Yaoyao pursed her lips and looked at the person in the mirror, picked up her eyebrow pencil, and started drawing.

"Dongdong, see if you look like your mother." Chen said holding her precious grandson.

Dongdong's chubby little finger pointed at the painting and shouted happily, "Mother!"

The little guy spoke clearly, and Qi Yaoyao could hear clearly.

"Daughter-in-law?" Mrs. Chen said happily, "Our family Dongdong can talk! It's time to call her mother."

"Call again." Qi Yaoyao looked at her son gently and said.

"Mother." Dongdong looked at her with big eyes like black grapes, and cried in a milky voice.

"Hey!" Qi Yaoyao answered crisply, and hugged him, po... po... kissed his son's fleshy, tender and smooth face.

"I was worried that he wouldn't be able to speak just now! I'll be called mother now." Chen shi looked at the two mothers with gentle eyes.

Dongdong laughed straight at Qi Yaoyao's "giggle..." kiss.

Dongdong's chubby little hands clapped the painting book, Qi Yaoyao smiled, "Draw it again!" He hugged him and sat down, "This time we will draw Daddy."

Qi Yaoyao drew Shen Zhouheng neatly with an eyebrow pencil, with a short brown body, angular face, and a resolute look.

"This is Daddy." Chen said, pointing at the portrait.

Dongdong's big watery eyes looked around, and his eyes fell on the painting book again.

"He's looking for Heng'er!" Chen said excitedly.

"En!" Qi Yaoyao nodded slightly, and said with some regret, "It's a pity that the magistrate is not here."

"It doesn't matter, let Dongdong recognize you every day, and you won't forget your father." Chen said very optimistically, "It's also fortunate that you can draw, daughter-in-law. This other family can't draw. If you don't come back for a long time, this child will be called Uncle! This father should be sad."

"That's for sure." Qi Yaoyao looked at her son tenderly and said, "Let's draw more pictures of Daddy, teach him more, and never forget it."

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In the days that followed, I painted the family first, and Dongdong recognized it accurately.

In order to keep Dongdong indoors in winter, Qi Yaoyao painted everything around her.

As big as the kang head cabinet, as small as the dishes, after painting these, I began to paint the big world and everything.Start with wheat millet, rice grain, and six animals.

I don’t know how much I have painted in the painting book. I learned the new by reviewing the past.

When the spring flowers are blooming, the little guy can already accurately describe the content of the painting to the picture book.

"I'm back." Shen Zhou stood in front of Qi Yaoyao and the others.

"Daddy." Dongdong stood behind the high threshold and looked at Shen Zhou who suddenly appeared in front of him and called out sweetly.

The sun is shining, the blue sky is not a cloud, and the insects have not come out.

Qi Yaoyao hung the cotton curtain on the door, and Dongdong put it inside the house, blocked by a high threshold, and now he is still a little Douding, but he can't get out even if he wants to.

"Ah!" Shen Zhouheng's peach-blossom eyes turned into crescent moons in surprise, "He... his son can talk, and he still remembers me."

"We're all over one year old, and we already know how to talk, how can we forget you with your portrait!" Qi Yaoyao said while looking at him with pearly eyes.

"Papa..." Shen Zhouheng clapped his hands at his son, "Come and hug him."

"Don't, don't, are you clean?" Qi Yaoyao hurriedly said, "I'm holding my son after taking a bath, are you hungry, have you eaten?"

"I'm hungry!" Shen Zhou said while rubbing his shriveled stomach, "I'll take my clothes and take a shower first." He crossed the threshold and entered the house.

Qi Yaoyao picked up her son and said, "Shall we go to the kitchen to cook for you?" Standing outside the threshold, she shouted towards the back room, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever! The most important thing is to be fast." Shen Zhouheng's voice came out clearly from the back room.

"Okay, then I'll make up your mind for you!" Qi Yaoyao hugged her son and turned around and went down the steps.

"Okay!" Shen Zhouheng took a change of clothes, packed the bathing utensils, and left the main room with the wooden basin.

(End of this chapter)