Urban National Dad

Chapter 251 Drawing
After being called out by their daughter, Li Feng and Zhao Mengyao both turned their heads to look at her, only to see the little guy holding a piece of drawing paper with a face full of cats and facing them with the pattern on it.

"Father, Mom, look quickly! Is my painting good?" The little girl said happily. This is a masterpiece he painted all morning.

The corners of Li Feng's mouth twitched twice, his expression was very stiff, but then he said softly with a smile on his face, "Very good! Qiqi's painting is very beautiful, can you tell Dad, what is Qiqi's painting?"

It's a bit difficult to guess what his daughter made, so it's better to let his daughter do it by himself. This is the result he got from looking at the building blocks placed by his daughter a few days ago.

Qiqi happily ran over and brought the painting to her parents, saying, "Dad! This is the doll painted by Qiqi."

Zhao Mengyao took the painting in her daughter's hand, and she couldn't help but feel a little headache. Her daughter's painting is too abstract. If her daughter didn't tell her, she really wouldn't know that this painting was a doll, but she was also happy in her heart. Since her daughter was painting, It must be that I want to draw, so I asked, "Qiqi, do you like drawing?"

"Painting, Qiqi likes it." Qiqi listened to her mother's question, then looked at the painting in her mother's hand, and replied happily.

"Then mom will hire you a painting teacher, how about giving Qiqi to paint?" Zhao Mengyao looked at her daughter with a smile and asked seriously.

The little girl didn't think of this at all. Hearing what her mother said, the little girl hurriedly shook her head and said coquettishly, "No, mom, mom, I don't want my teacher to teach me how to draw. I want my father to teach me."

Li Feng was immediately dumbfounded by his daughter's words, but seeing his daughter's eagerness, he couldn't refuse, so he thought in his heart that it seemed that he would have to squeeze in more time to teach his daughter how to draw.

Zhao Mengyao also smiled helplessly, took the painting, reached out and touched her daughter's little head, and said softly, "Qiqi, don't bother your father, your father will be busy in the next few months, you let you Dad taught you, didn't it make your father more tired."

She still agrees with Li Feng's painting techniques, even if he is a master of traditional Chinese painting, he can still compete, but she also knows that Li Feng will be busy no matter if it starts from next year or from this month. She was a little worried about two crews, a reality show, a TV series, plus casting, and other issues. Li Feng didn't have time to go home and live at home, so there was nothing left to teach her daughter how to draw.

"Ah!" When the little girl heard that her father didn't have time to teach herself how to draw, she felt a little depressed.

Seeing his daughter's loss, Li Feng felt distressed, so he pulled Qiqi over, stretched out his hand dotingly and scratched the bridge of her nose, and said, "Qiqi, don't listen to your mother, Dad has plenty of time to accompany you to draw, as long as Qiqi Qi wants to learn, Dad can teach you anytime."

"Really?" Qiqi looked at her father dimly, her face full of little stars.

"Really!" Li Feng smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch his daughter's little one, and said, "Let's go play."

Zhao Mengyao took her daughter's painting, looked at Li Feng speechlessly, and said, "You are the only one who spoils her like this!"

Li Feng said with a chuckle, "I am not used to my daughter, but you are not the same. I heard that my daughter likes to draw, so I thought of hiring a painting teacher for her."

Zhao Mengyao blushed and said, "Isn't it too boring for my daughter to be idle? Besides, you will be very busy in a few days. You really agreed to my daughter's request."

"Well, otherwise, it's hard to reject my daughter." Li Feng said softly, but seeing Zhao Mengyao's worried eyes, he hesitated to speak, reached out and hugged the pregnant daughter-in-law in his arms, patted her shoulder, and said, "It's okay, don't worry, I'm busy."

In addition to TV dramas, when it comes to reality shows, what Li Feng thinks for the time being is that he will only do one episode, and leave the rest to others. It doesn't take much time, and he has a lot of time to spend with his daughter.

Besides, maybe, the little girl will go to school in February next year, and the time to be with her daughter will only be one or two months.

Seeing Li Feng's insistence, Zhao Mengyao couldn't say anything, so she picked up a bunch of grapes on the table, picked one off, and threw it directly into her mouth.

I don't know what happened to the last few months of pregnancy. Anyway, she is surprisingly fond of acidic food. For example, it is so common that Li Feng can eat it so sour that his teeth fall out. Anyway, Zhao Mengyao still eats quietly and deliciously. But eating grapes in winter is also a wonderful thing.

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In the afternoon of the same day, Li Feng directly moved out a small drawing board, spread drawing paper on it, took out brushes and other drawing tools, put it in the living room at home, and began to teach his daughter how to draw.

In fact, Li Feng originally wanted to start with ink painting, but Zhao Mengyao was worried that her daughter would eat ink by mistake, so she only asked Li Feng to paint with a brush.

What are you drawing?

Looking at the painting tools in front of him, Li Feng was a little embarrassed because he didn't know what to paint.

Suddenly, the sofa beside him was sunken, and a fresh fragrance rushed towards his face. Li Feng turned his head and saw Zhao Mengyao was already sitting beside him, looking at her with some puzzlement.

Li Feng's eyes lit up, and he said to the daughter beside him, "Qiqi, let's draw our mother!"

"Okay! Okay!" The little girl's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands happily.
"What?" Teacher Zhao Meng, who just sat down, looked at the father and daughter, a little puzzled.

Li Feng smiled slightly, exchanged a glance with his daughter, then quickly changed positions, passed a single chair, and sat opposite Zhao Mengyao.

The little girl also ran to her mother, took her mother's hand and cutely pointed to the position where her father was sitting just now, "Mom! Mom! You sit here!"

"What?" Zhao Mengyao was a little speechless, looking at the father and daughter, she was a little puzzled, but she complied with her daughter's request and sat down.

Li Feng and his daughter looked at each other and smiled, then Li Feng took the brush and drawing board, and took the time to draw.

Zhao Mengyao was a little confused at first, but when she saw Li Feng's movements, she immediately understood that Li Feng didn't have any feelings for painting, so she made herself a model. No wonder Qiqi asked her to sit over just now, and the result was clearly arranged .

But she wasn't angry, she just put on a comfortable pose, and waited for Li Feng to start drawing.

Li Feng also noticed the change in his daughter-in-law, but this posture is just right, and the speed in his hands is faster. After a while, there will be a model. Of course, it still takes time, so after half an hour, he put down the paintbrush in his hand.

"This...is the painting finished? So fast?" On the sofa, Zhao Mengyao, who had been posing all the time, watched Li Feng stop writing, and asked with some doubts. It's not that he has never been a model before, but it's just that he needs at least A few hours, how can Li Feng finish painting in half an hour like this.

(End of this chapter)