Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 440 Have You Forgot Something?

Mrs. Jing drank the water gracefully, didn't bother to talk to him, and didn't look at him as if out of sight or out of mind. She only smiled and turned to look at Xiao Mianmian, who was seriously painting, her eyes were full of love.

The old man originally thought that Mian Mian would have to draw for a while, but he didn't expect that within a few minutes, Mian Mian announced: I'm done! Grandpa!

Look, look quickly, this is my great-granddaughter, she is not only good at drawing, but also very fast, without messing about at all! Old Mr. Jing happily turned his head and shouted at Uncle.

Uncle Li had just walked up to Mianmian's side, fearing that the child would fall, he was about to lift her off the chair, glanced at Mianmian's masterpiece inadvertently, and at the same time heard the old man's words, the old man on the spot endured so much that he was about to twitch.

Mr. Jing was looking forward to stretching out his hand to look at the painting, Mianmian hurriedly sent the painting over: Grandpa, look! Can I draw well?

The old man took it with a look of anticipation. He thought he could see himself in the Yushu Linfeng drawn by the child. The moment he saw the painting clearly, his eyes widened. Xiao Mianmian was proud and waiting for praise: This painting is...?

It's you, grandpa!

The old man: ...

Mrs. Jing got up at this moment and came over, took a look, and laughed out loud on the spot.

That's right, the old bastard looks pretty good.

Uncle Li suppressed a smile.

Mr. Jing: ...

After looking at it for a while, the old man looked down at Mianmian again: ...Xiao Mianmian, besides painting, do you have any other hobbies?

Yes, Mommy taught me how to play backgammon~

It's good to play chess, it's good to play chess. Grandpa will teach you how to play Go! Anything else?

I can also sing. There is a vocal teacher in Mommy's studio. The teacher also taught me to play the piano. I have already passed the ninth grade! I also won the first prize in the pencil writing competition in the kindergarten!

Alright, alright, that girl Shisu is busy, but she is also a good mother with a heart, and this can be regarded as a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting... Mr. Jing suddenly paused: Mianmian, otherwise, let's give up on this painting. ...

Mianmian tilted her head and asked, Why?

This... The old man looked at Mrs. Jing, who was smiling and almost leaning forward, with a troubled expression, and then at Uncle Li, whose brows and eyes were twitching.

Obviously asking, is there any help for Xiao Mianmian's talent in painting?

Uncle Li took a look at the three words Shi Mianmian written by Mianmian in the lower right corner of the drawing paper. The six-year-old child, the handwriting is really beautiful. It can be seen that this child has really been well-trained .

As for the aspect of painting that is too unconstrained, it is probably because Shi Su never restricted the child's imagination, and did not deliberately give her too much restriction in painting.

Although, it is indeed a bit too wild.

Mr. Jing suffered a psychological blow on the portrait that Mian Mian drew for himself, and needed comfort, so he hurriedly asked Uncle Li to find the chess board, and he wanted to play a few games of chess with Mian Mian no matter what.

It turns out that although Mianmian is small, he can play backgammon very smoothly. The old man is used to playing Go, and he is really good at backgammon. Looking at her, she managed to avoid the old man's sight every time, connected five chess pieces, and then said with a smile: Grandpa, you lost again!

Seeing that Mr. Jing's vigor was greatly reduced by a six-year-old kid on the chessboard, Mrs. Jing was beside him overjoyed.

The old man lost another game. He slapped his thigh and gritted his teeth, vowing to win the next game. He shook his head while picking up the chess pieces, thinking that his judgment was really affected by that painting just now. I underestimated this kid. Innocent and cute, his paintings are purely at the kindergarten level, but this little head is really very smart, obviously just a little clever ghost who just intentionally drew to tease him.

Tsk tsk, little brat!

After losing a few more games, the old man began to regret the chess, and from time to time he wanted to retrieve the words he just dropped: No, no, it shouldn't be here, I will play again...

Sitting at the table with her small chin in her hands, Mianmian looked at the regretful old man: Grandpa, you are cheating!

Who cheated? I didn't cheat! I'm old and my eyesight is blurred. I didn't see clearly just now, so I made a mistake!

Mommy said she would have no regrets, so grandpa is just playing tricks~

I don't!

Grandma, come and see, Grandpa regrets playing again!

Don't call her, no, no, no, no, I downloaded this disk again... I downloaded it to the wrong place again... Oh, forget it, or Mianmian, you'd better draw...

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Shi Su was reading Weibo in the bathtub, and Jing Jihan's Weibo went viral in a blink of an eye. She just took a bath, and the situation has turned around.

As expected of Jing Jihan, a casual sentence has enough strength, while his words are not casual at all, every word and every sentence is very powerful.

Passers-by who didn't know the truth and followed blindly because of the short story on Shisu's Weibo, accurately guessed the relationship between Little Squirrel Accompanying the King and Jing Jihan, and it was probably adopted by the Jing family. The younger sister may have some kind of relationship. In short, the unclear content is indeed very confusing, but in fact there is nothing to prove the relationship between her and Jing Jihan. Many things are indeed as Jing Jihan said. Said, it is like a dream.

Jing Sixue would inevitably be scolded. At first, Shi Su thought that Jing Sixue was a person who could hold her breath, but she never expected that within ten minutes, all the Weibo accounts of Little Squirrel Accompanied by Jing were all cleared. None left.

I hope that because Jing Jihan personally slapped her in the face, she couldn't hold back her face and chose to keep quiet and stop messing around.

Shi Su followed Jing Jihan's Weibo conveniently, then put his phone by the bathtub, closed his eyes, and leaned comfortably in the bathtub to enjoy the warmth and tranquility that he had not seen for a long time.

Leaning and leaning on, he accidentally fell asleep, his head just touched the surface of the water, when suddenly the world spun, Shi Su was suddenly lifted up in the air, and suddenly a bath towel wrapped his wet body.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw that Jing Jihan's shirt was covered with water, and then realized that she accidentally fell asleep just now, the water was almost cold, no wonder it felt a little cold just now.

Sleeping in the bathtub, don't you know how to adjust the water to a constant temperature? Jing Jihan carried her out of the bathroom and put her on the bed.

As soon as Shi Su's body touched the quilt, he wrapped himself in a bath towel and shivered subconsciously: I didn't expect to fall asleep. I was so engrossed in Weibo that I forgot to adjust the water temperature.

Seeing that she was wrapped in a bath towel, and her hair was coldly getting into the quilt without drying her hair, Jing Jihan calmly unbuttoned the collar of her shirt: Really? Did you forget something else?