"Okay!" Xie's mother scratched her head: "This afternoon, it seems that his kindergarten was early after school. Why would I call him over?"
Huanyan felt happy. Just as she thought that she couldn't pass the whole afternoon and evening, she smiled loudly in a bright mood: "Okay, then, let him come to the study and I will teach him how to draw!"
"That won't work!" Xie Ma shook her head: "We are servants, how can we enter your study at will at will! Let's draw in the garden, how about it?"
Huanyan knew that Xie's mother paid the most attention to hierarchy etiquette, and it was not good to go against her intentions.
Looking up, it was a good weather outside, so he nodded.
Not long after, Xie's grandson came. His name was Xie Xiaohu. He was a five or six-year-old boy. As his name was, he was very tall and had a terrifying head.
Although he was a little shy at first, he gradually became less afraid of having sex.
Huanyan moved all the oil brushes, paints, and colored pencils to the garden. In the sunset that was about to set, she taught Xie Xiaohu to copy a beautiful rose.
Xie Ma looked at her kindly, looking at her happy scene.
Xie Xiaohu painted the cat and also drew a rose with Huanyan's pace. Although it looked like a piece of pickled vegetables, it was drawn at least!
Huanyan held back her smile and touched his head: "No, there is still room for improvement!"
"My sister's paintings are much better than mine!" Xie Xiaohu compared the two paintings and felt the gap.
He had a bitter face: "But one day, I will be as beautiful as my sister painted it!"
Huanyan laughed: "Okay, okay, as long as you study hard, one day you will definitely look as beautiful as your sister paints!"
Xie's mother quickly scolded her, "What sister is it? This is the young grandma! Xiaohu, you can't talk so randomly!"
"No, no, mom, it seems that I call me old and sister. It's great. I like others to call me sister!"
"The roses drawn by my sister are so beautiful!" Xiaohu was originally a naughty child, and at this moment, he was even more reluctant to let go of Huanyan's clothes: "However, no matter how beautiful the roses are, they are not as beautiful as sister! Sister, I want to
Pick this flower and put it on your hair, okay?"
Huanyan blinked and smiled, "Okay, Xiaohu, you know how to chase girls at a young age! There must be many girls in your elementary school who like you!"
Xiaohu stammered: "They are all little brats, I don't like them! I like beautiful big sisters, just like you, sister!"
Xie's mother was anxious next to her: "How do you, a little monk, speak!"
Huanyan smiled, smiling like a silver bell: "Okay, OK, Mom Xie, don't be angry, he is praising me with kind intentions. Tong Yan Wuji, I am very happy to be praised by him like this!"
Xie’s mother was helpless: “Hi, Xiaohu, why don’t you go and thank you young grandma…”
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"——Oh? Are you unhappy when I praise you?"
On this side, Huanyan was playing with Xiaohu when suddenly a cold voice came from behind!
The sound was like a leather whip, whipping Huanyan hard on the back!
Huanyan looked back in panic. Sure enough, the man in black clothes in front of him, with a gloomy eyes, wasn't her "husband" Situ Chenjue?
Oh my God, it’s not dark yet, how could he come back so early?