80s small fortune bag

Chapter 211 Want to Touch Belly
Normally, after the three-hour sketch class, Huo An would have to do his homework for the winter vacation, and he wouldn't come down until Aunt Han finished dinner.

But with Jiang Yu here today, his work and rest habits have changed.

Jiang Yu can't say that she likes drawing very much, but she can't write, and the phone calls are expensive, so she can only draw if she wants to talk to Huo An.

The paper Huo An uses is thicker than what she usually uses, professional sketch paper.

Jiang Yu drew a few strokes casually, then lay on her stomach to watch Huo An draw, fell asleep while lying on her stomach, stretched her waist when she woke up, and Huo An was still painting in the same posture as before.

It's a bit boring!
But you must abide by the classroom discipline and don't disturb the little fox.

Finally, when the tutor said that get out of class was over, Huo An moved some stiff muscles, walked to Jiang Yu and picked up the paper she had pressed while sleeping, Jiang Yu snatched it, but did not grab it.

"Don't look, I don't draw well."

It's been two years, and although she still doesn't know that Huo An is not some kind of vixen who knows magic, she still has aesthetics, and her paintings are much uglier than his.

"Haven't I seen enough of your paintings?"

Jiang Yu: "... also." She simply gave up struggling.

Huo An looked carefully and carefully, and he also had a little appreciation for Jiang Yu's four-faced paintings.

This should be a drawing board, "Draw me?"

"Hmm, what's the matter, am I better at painting than before?" He could tell at a glance.

"It's better." Huo An never lied, and he was indeed better at drawing than when he was four years old.

The two went downstairs.

Usually there are only three people living in the family, and it is deserted, and even the sound of each other's footsteps can be easily distinguished.

Huo An walks fast, but lightly;
Mr. Huo walks slowly, his footsteps are as steady as Mount Tai;

As for Aunt Han, her feet are heavy when she walks, and she occasionally trots to look at the food stewed in the kitchen.

But today there is an extra jumping ginger fish at home, and the footsteps are very messy.

When the two came out, they saw two people sitting in the living room, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Mr. Huo looked up, his eyes skipped over his grandson, looked at Jiang Yu, and thought, this is the little girl who made his grandson suddenly change, and never made friends at school, but kept communicating on the phone.

Jiang Yu didn't feel any sense of oppression in this gaze, Lala Huoan asked in a low voice, "Is this your grandpa?"

Huo An nodded.

Jiang Yu immediately let go of her hand, skipped and went downstairs before him, and called him sweetly, "Grandpa Huo!" She didn't stop panting until she ran up to him.

"Grandpa Huo," she looked around, covered her mouth with her hand and stood on tiptoe and whispered in Huo's ear, "You are an old fox, can you teach the little fox how to change into its original form? I really want to see What kind of fox is it? Don’t dismiss him as stupid and don’t teach him. As a fox, he can’t even transform back. If other bad foxes find out, they will bully and laugh at him.”

Mr. Huo: "..."

Old Fox must have been scolded many times behind his back, but it was the first time someone dared to call him Old Fox in such a fresh and refined way in front of him.

Facing Jiang Yu's soft and serious face, she still called so sweetly that she couldn't get angry at all.

Although her voice was low, Jiang Niqiu heard it.

"Little fish, come here." Stop talking nonsense.

Huo An knew her "stubbornness" a long time ago, but he didn't mind.

Jiang Yu was walking towards Jiang Loach, while seriously "educating" Mr. Huo.

"Grandpa Huo, you have to pay attention to this matter. No one else will, only he will not. The little fox is too pitiful."

Mr. Huo: "..."

She looked at her grandson with sympathy: Is this how you usually get along and chat with her?You are poor, it's so hard.

Huo An pursed his lips, don't look at him with such eyes, thank you.

Jiang Yu has already walked to Jiang Niqiu's side, instead of sitting on the sofa, she sits on Jiang Niqiu's lap, and Jiang Niqiu also hugs her. The intimacy between father and daughter is naturally revealed, and they love each other very much at first sight .

Mr. Huo thought of his uneasy little son, and felt a little distressed seeing Huo An looking at them. The grandson must be envious of other people's father-daughter relationship.

"Wouldn't Huo An be very pitiful? I think you want to do bad things after he transforms back!"

Jiang Yu covered her mouth, only her big eyes were left chattering, "Oh, Grandpa Huo, how did you know! I was trying to do something bad. There is an old lady's Sanhua cat in our village, which is very good, fluffy, But I'm afraid I won't let me touch it. A fox should be similar to a cat. When the little fox turns back, I can touch the fox. I really want to touch his soft belly, and then sleep together under the quilt, it must be very warm."

Her blunt words made Huo An blush a little, and he turned his head slightly and coughed lightly.

Mr. Huo took a look at him, and he blushed!I thought this grandson's face was thicker than the city wall.

"Old Han, make your special chicken soup tonight. Do you still have hairtail at home? Make that too. Huo An, I'll give you money to buy some ginger fish's favorite food. He finally came to be a guest. How can he just prepare it?" This thing."

As if to entertain them.

"Huo Lao, actually Huo An entertained us for lunch, let's go back for dinner."

He was at war with him before, but suddenly he was trying to buy this and that. Jiang Niqiu felt that this old man was really strange. Maybe he was old and always had some eccentricities. Not every old man is as reasonable as Shen Bowen.

"Why, look down on my old man?"

Ginger Loach: "...No."

"Don't you just leave it for me to eat, and you can also prescribe medicine to kill you?"

How could Jiang Yu watch him bully his own father, not even Huo An's grandfather.

"Grandpa Huo, why are you so fierce? You should stop teaching the little fox, or you must scold him. Why do you have such a weird temper? Dad, can you stop getting old? Qiao Feng's grandfather is like this, the little fox's grandfather That's the same, I don't want you to become a grandfather like them, it's too unpopular."

"I asked Lao Han to cook for you, and I asked Huo An to buy you delicious food, so you just say that I am not popular? Let me tell you, little girl, there are many people who like my old man."

Jiang Yu frowned, "It's definitely not that I like you. Every time I bring food to school, some classmates I don't know well come to talk and stare at my delicious food. My father said that they all The bad guys who pictured my snacks, you have so many delicious things, they must be too."

Mr. Huo suddenly had nothing to say.

He fought for most of his life to keep the Huo family strong in the wind and rain, and now he started to do business again.

When the business is done well and money is made, the ghosts and monsters in the family will have all kinds of petty thoughts.

Aren't those false flatterers just trying to trick him?

I really don't know whether it's Jiang Niqiu who taught me well, or whether this child is transparent and sporadic.

Children who grew up in the country understand it, but those messy people think they can't see it?

Such a comparison makes the Huo family even more stupid.

Alas, they are all a pile of hopeless waste. If you don't work hard, you will know internal fighting.

(End of this chapter)