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Song Yan clasped his hands together to thank him: "Thank you, Mr. Yao."

Not long after Yao Jiashi left, Miao Miao came in: "Mom, does your head still hurt?"

Song Yan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Then can mom accompany me to draw?" Miao Miao said again.

Song Yan thought about going out for a walk, so he agreed.

She followed Miaomiao to the beach. At this moment, the sun just jumped out of the sea level and dyed the sky orange, which was very beautiful.

Miaomiao said to Song Yan as if showing off: "Mom, don't you think the sunrise is very beautiful? I want to draw it!" Then she took out the prepared oil painting board, paints and brushes and sat on the rock. superior.

Song Yan was slightly surprised: "Miaomiao can also draw?"

"Yes, but I seldom draw, because there are few attractive landscapes that make me want to draw." Miaomiao replied proudly.

"Tsk tsk, we Miaomiao are quite demanding! Well then, you can just draw, and I'll watch from the side." Song Yan replied with a smile.

Miao Miao started to draw, and Song Yan sat quietly by the side watching, looking at it, inexplicably itchy, took a drawing paper and started to draw.

She has learned to draw since she was a child, and it is no problem to draw a picture of a sunrise. She finished it in a while, and Miaomiao is still doodling there.

Seeing Song Yan put down the drawing board, Miao Miao came over to look at it, took a look and exclaimed in amazement: "Mom, your drawing is so beautiful, even more beautiful than the real one in the sky!"

She put her drawing over: "Mom, show me why I can't always draw well here?"

Song Yan turned his head to look, and said with a smile: "Here, you should draw like this..." Then he began to instruct, Miaomiao listened very carefully, and suddenly realized after listening, "I understand, Mom, I just Practice one more!"

The two of them were working hard on the painting when they suddenly heard a low-pitched voice: "It seems that your entertainment today is not bad!"

Hearing the sound, Song Yan and Miao Miao turned their heads together and saw Yao Jiashi walking towards them slowly.

Miaomiao immediately greeted her with her painting: "Dad, look, this is what my mother taught me to draw. Isn't it beautiful?"

Yao Jiashi smiled: "It's pretty, it's so pretty!" He turned his head and smiled at Song Yan, "I didn't expect you to be able to draw."

Song Yan touched his head with a cute expression on his face: "I didn't know that I still have the skill of drawing."

"Maybe you have a lot of skills, but you have forgotten it." Yao Jiashi said.

Hearing this, Song Yan felt a little unspeakable melancholy, staring at the distance in a daze, who was he before, and what kind of life did he live?
In the evening, Miaomiao helped the cook, Sister Chen, to make dinner, and Song Yan came out by herself.

The seaside scenery in the evening is very beautiful. She took off her shoes and held them in her hands, and walked slowly along the beach. For some reason, she particularly liked the feeling of fine sand filling between her toes, and she felt as if she was somewhere before. I have also had this feeling, and this feeling can bring her a sense of happiness.

The seaside wind was strong, blowing her skirt up, she simply untied her long hair and let it flutter in the wind.She stretched her arms and raised her head to face the wind, a feeling of freedom filled her heart.

She only felt comfortable, and she didn't know that her posture was simply a beautiful painting under the afterglow of the setting sun.And not far from the seaside, there is a person who is admiring the painting and smiling.

Song Yan was tired from walking, so he simply sat down on the rocks by the sea. After a while, a soft voice sounded beside him: "It seems that you like walking on the beach very much?"

She turned her head and saw Yao Jiashi standing behind him with a smile on his face, his eyes looked like the sea in the morning.

"Yes, it feels very comfortable." She replied with a smile.

"I see you've been looking to the east? Did you think of something?"

Song Yan shook his head: "I can't think of anything, but because I was rescued on the east coast, I wondered if I used to live in the east city."

"You don't have to force yourself to think, it's better to let nature take its course." Yao Jiashi said and paused, "Maybe I will bring Miaomiao back to Shacheng for a while in a few days."

Song Yan looked at him, and he asked with a smile: "Would you like to go back to Shacheng with us? Maybe it can arouse your memory in the city?"

Song Yan didn't speak, Yao Jiashi said: "Since you don't remember which city you were in before, any city doesn't make much difference to you, does it?"

Song Yan thought about it, so he smiled and replied, "It's just that, I'm going to cause you trouble again."

"You can be self-reliant. I want to hire you as her tutor, mainly to teach her art." Yao Jiashi said.

Song Yan was startled, and then waved his hands: "But Mr. Yao, I don't know if I can teach her, I don't know my ability."

"You didn't count, but I can see it. The sunrise you drew this morning could not have been done overnight without years of art skills, and I saw that you taught Miaomiao very well." Yao Jiashi answer.

"Really?" Song Yan tilted his head and looked at him in confusion.

He smiled broadly: "Of course."

"Well, I'll grow up with Miaomiao." Song Yan replied with a smile.

For so long, she has had a sense of insecurity, which comes from not having a sense of belonging. Now that she has agreed to Yao Jiashi's employment, she suddenly feels a sense of stability in her heart.

After this weekend, Song Yan followed Miaomiao and Yao Jiashi to Shacheng.

Shacheng is a warm city, it is March now, but Shacheng is already warm enough to wear only a long-sleeved shirt.

Yao Jiashi has a villa in Shacheng, Song Yan and Miaomiao live with him in the villa, Zhao Di and the cook Chen Xue also come back.

On weekdays, she stayed in the villa with Miaomiao, and sometimes went shopping with Zhao Di and took Miaomiao to the supermarket, even though she didn't have an ID, it didn't have much impact.

Song Yan found that he was really good at painting as Yao Jiashi said, and Miaomiao was also willing to learn from her, and made rapid progress.

That night, Yao Jiashi brought back two foreign friends, tall and fair-skinned, who could only speak English.

Yao Jiashi asked Chen Xue to prepare dinner, and then took two friends into the study to talk.

Chen Xue made a bitter face: "How can I prepare for this? Is it a Chinese dinner or a Western dinner?"

She asked the people present for help with her eyes, Zhao Di shook her head and said, "I can only look after children, I don't understand these things."

Song Yan thought for a while and said to Chen Xue: "Otherwise, let's cook Chinese food. Foreigners must eat something different when they come to us. I think they have eaten authentic Western food abroad. You don't know about it. good."

Chen Xue nodded: "Yes, what you said makes sense, then cook some good dishes that I am good at!"

"It's best to have a sweeter taste. Foreigners prefer sweeter ones," Song Yan instructed.

Zhao Di stared at Song Yan with wide eyes: "Miss Song, have you ever lived abroad?"