Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

In the living room, in addition to the servant, there was no shadow of Zhong Yinzhi.

Instead, Zhong Banxia came out of one side of the study, holding a drawing board in his hand and said to Su Mian, "grandma, I went to draw in the yard."

Su Mian asked her, "Banxia, where's your sister."

Pinellia shook her head, "I just took a drawing board in my study and didn't see my sister."

Su Mian nodded, "go and draw."

Zhong Banxia went out of the house with a drawing board and went to the yard to draw those flowers that were in excellent bloom.

Su Mian washed her hands in the bathroom and went to find Zhong Yinzhi.

She opened the door of the children's room. As soon as she entered, she saw that the quilt on the bed was arched and the little things inside were still moving.

Su Mian just thought he didn't see it. He circled in the bedroom and shouted, "Yinzhi, grandma's baby, where are you?"

Zhong Yinzhi was very clever and hid in the quilt without saying a word.

Su Mian sat down beside the bed. "Grandma will stew big pig's feet later. If I can't find Yinzhi, I'll let my sister eat it."

As soon as the voice fell, an urgent little milk voice came from the quilt, "grandma, I'm here."

"Where?"

"In the quilt."

With that, the white and fat little girl came out of it.

I held it inside for a long time and made my head sweat.

Looking at her face again, Su Mian's forehead ached.

A white fat face, like a ghost character, all kinds of eye shadow, different colors of lipstick, and eyebrows...

"Did you take your mother's things again?"

Zhong Yinzhi held his small face in his chubby little hand and winked at Su Mian. "Grandma, do I look good?"

"My little ancestor," Su Mian reached over, picked her up and went into the bathroom.

She directly asked Zhong Yinzhi to stand on the washing table and put her little face in the mirror, "do you look like a ghost face?"

Zhong Yinzhi looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help giggling, "like a clown."

"Hum, you know you look like a clown," said Su Mian, wiping her face with a towel. "Did you forget what your mother beat you last time?"

"I accidentally broke her lipstick."

"What about this time?"

"The lipstick hasn't broken. I'm careful when I use it."

"Don't think your mother didn't know it was you. When she comes back, she will beat you again."

"Hum, she is too stingy to me. She must not be my real mother."

"Do you dare say that to her?"

"I dare not."

Xiaonaiyin answered very simply.

Mother loves her sister or not. She always beats her when she has nothing to do.

Zhong Yinzhi always felt that she was not her mother at all.

She plans to save enough money and go to her own mother.

......

The servant helped her set up the drawing board. Zhong Banxia sat in front of the drawing board. Bai Nen's small hand held a brush. She began to an orchid in front of the picture.

Orchid fragrance, she likes it very much.

When she was two years old, Zhong Yisu specially asked for an orchid scented flower dew to smoke her clothes.

Although Zhong Banxia was only three years old, he showed a talent for painting from the age of one and a half.

After two years old, Zhong Yisu hired a special traditional Chinese painting teacher for her, and Zhong Banxia followed her to learn traditional Chinese painting.

So far, I have studied for a year.

In the words of his teacher, "this child will become a great thing in the future."

She likes to be quiet and gentle. Even her words are whispered, which is completely different from Zhong Yinzhi's lively, lively, warm and unrestrained character.

If it is not as like as two peas, it is hard for anyone to think that they are born out of one mother's own child.

When Zhong nangui came back from the outside, Zhong Banxia just drew a picture of orchids.

She called him with a smile, "Grandpa, come and see the orchids I painted."

After Zhong nanqin handed the things in her hand to the servant, she raised her feet to her, took a look at the orchids she painted, couldn't help nodding and praising, "it's well painted. Grandpa will help you mount it."

"Grandpa, no, I'm going to give it to a brother in Beiyuan."

"Oh? What brother?"

"Yesterday he gave me a piece of sugar and I returned him a painting. It's called reciprocity. My grandfather taught me this."

Zhong Nanyu was full of praise, "OK."

......

In the evening, before going to bed, Pang Tang and two little guys called the video.

As she put on her face, she asked two people, "what have I done today?"

Zhong Yinzhi glanced at her sister and secretly shrank her body behind her. Then the little finger poked Pinellia ternata's arm. The meaning was obvious. Let her sister go first.

Pinellia understood and said to kuitang, "Mom, my sister and I are very good at home today and helped grandpa feed fish."

It's true to feed the fish, but the fish were fed by Pinellia ternata alone. Yinzhi played with the ants. Finally, the ants jumped into the puddle and killed themselves.

He Tang was very happy, "my babies are good. Come on, mom kiss one by one."

With that, she tooted her red lips and sent two Moda to the camera.

Pinellia ternata laughed happily, but Yinzhi turned her eyes secretly.

It's not what she wants, okay?

Can I have some advanced rewards, such as lipstick.

Seeing Zhong Yinzhi hiding behind Pinellia ternata with only a small ass exposed, she called her, "Zhong Yinzhi, what are you doing“

Zhong Yinzhi, "I'm reading."

"What book are you reading?"

"The monkey king makes trouble in heaven."

He Tang said, "you don't think you're noisy enough. Do you still want to learn from the monkey king to make trouble in heaven?"

Zhong Yinzhi poked out a small head from behind Zhong Banxia. She blinked her big eyes and asked excitedly, "Mom, can I really learn from the monkey king?"

He stared, "I think you want to go to heaven."

Zhong Yinzhi, "... It hurts me every time. I won't video with you next time."

"Can you be as clever as your sister?"

Zhong Yinzhi said in a word, and then he turned back. "Grandpa said I would follow you when you were a child. If you were a little clever when you were a child, can I make such a fuss now?"

In the final analysis, it's the mother's fault.

Genetic, blame her?

.......

At the age of seven, the sisters went to primary school.

Five years later, my sister Zhong Banxia is outstanding in everything. She is not only the super bully in the school, but also the goddess in the hearts of little boys.

Zhong Yinzhi, whose academic performance counts down, not only forms gangs and fights, but also mixes the name of "sister Zhi".

In that school, she is as famous as Zhong Banxia.

But one is a good student in the eyes of the teacher, and the other is

Forget it, stop it.

After graduating from primary school, he went to junior high school. Zhong Banxia's performance was still top. During this period, he also participated in the traditional Chinese painting competition, won the champion of the youth group, and suddenly became famous in China.

The father of the big president and the mother of the big star have gained another identity... The father and mother of master Zhong.

In addition, since junior high school, the baby fat on the original face has gradually disappeared, and the small round face has become a slap face. The girl's body is becoming slimmer, her skin is delicate, her eyes are watery, and her long hair is floating. She has once again become an unattainable goddess in the eyes of boys in the whole school.

Zhong Yinzhi also went to the same junior high school. I don't know if she ate too many pig feet when she was a child. Obviously, she had the same mother and fetus with Zhong Pinellia ternata. Strangely, Zhong Pinellia ternata was thin, but she was still fat, especially the baby's fat face, which had a tendency to expand more and more.

There is also the chest. Zhong Banxia is already developing. She seems to have no movement at all.

This makes Zhong Yinzhi particularly depressed.

But the depression was temporary. She soon forgot these little things and actively invested in her gang work.

When she was in junior high school, she didn't go to Beicheng key middle school because she didn't work hard. Finally, there was no way. Zhong Yisu sent her to a private high school.

Zhong Yinzhi is still heartless and heartless. She continues to enjoy herself in high school.

Just when her father Zhong Yisu and her mother kuitang thought she would go on like this in her life, one weekend when she came home, Zhong Yinzhi said solemnly to them, "I want to take an art school, I want to be a big star like my mother."

Kuitang raised his hand and pinched her face. He spared no effort to hit her. "Art school is so easy to test? It's fat for you. People specify not to you."

Zhong Yinzhi was used to being hit by her and had immunity for a long time.

"I won't eat meat from today. I want to lose weight."

Hearing this, Zhong Yisu disagreed very much. "No fat reduction is allowed. I think you're very good."

Zhong Yinzhi resisted the impulse to roll her eyes. "Dad, are you serious? I remember you praised my sister yesterday and said her slap and small face were beautiful."

"What do you know? Thin has the beauty of thin, fat has the beauty of fat, but no matter which kind, you two are the most beautiful in dad's heart."

He pinched his arm. "Husband, you haven't praised me so much."

Zhong Yisu took her into his arms with a gentle face, "how do you want me to boast?"

"Praise me for my beauty. It will always be the most beautiful in your heart."

As soon as Zhong Yinzhi saw this scene, he immediately got up and left, "although you two show, it's me, not others."

Since then, the family found that Zhong Yinzhi really didn't eat meat.

Her favorite big pig hooves, braised, stewed, spicy and charcoal roasted, were placed in front of her one by one, and she didn't even look at them.

Pang Tang was surprised, "are you serious?"

Zhong Yinzhi nodded while chewing vegetables. "Look at my sister, everything is brilliant. Look at me again... Grandma said that all of our Zhong family are excellent. I can't be a mouse shit."

Pang Tang knocked her on the skull with chopsticks, "who said he was mouse shit."

"Mom," Zhong Yinzhi said to her seriously, "you know, I've been interested in acting since I was a child. Let me try."

"You know, the entertainment industry is not as beautiful as you think. People's hearts are complex, all kinds of intrigues, and some things are even dirty. To tell you the truth, I don't want you to enter this circle."

"But I think I have nothing to worry about with you and dad."

Think about it, she is quite right.

But

"Although family background and interpersonal relationship are very important, it also needs your own efforts. This road is not easy to go. Do you really want to go well?"

"Think about it. I'm going to take the art school."

Kuitang nodded, "well, since you have made up your mind, don't go back on it in the future."