Chapter 362

Painting?

Draw!

The two old men couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the little guy. They were still immersed in praising Yuxuan Barbie doll. The next second, the little guy's thinking had gone to the painting page.

The little guy was very fast. He immediately moved out his painting tools and put his brush, paper and board on the table.

"Xuanxuan needs a model." The little guy's big black eyes twinkled like stars.

When he was in southern Jiangsu, Shu Qiang wanted to draw a picture for his baby grandson, but at that time, the child didn't have the tools to draw, and because of his physical reasons, he couldn't do it. Now when the child says he needs a model, Shu Qiang's heart is happy.

Models

Han Jun felt numb when he heard the word, and his heart sank. His "tragic" experience of being a model for the little guy made Han Jun's heart tremble.

Sitting in the chair for two hours, he finally got a painting paper that he didn't know who it was. Han Jun was most afraid of sitting for a long time. He subconsciously touched his waist.

Although I refuse, fear and fear in my heart, but

Han Jun's eyes have been secretly watching Shu Qiang's actions.

How can Shu Qiang know that the model's suffering.

He rubbed and came up to the little guy, "Grandpa will be your model."

Han Jun was a little hesitant. He was half a beat slow in action, but he didn't want to be robbed of the limelight by the child's grandfather. He hesitated for a second, "Grandpa will also be a model for you."

Chen Yuehong just pulled Liu Huijuan from the restaurant to the living room. When she heard Han Jun's words, she hurried over and stopped, "old man, you can't do it. Don't fool around."

Originally, Han Jun hesitated and rushed to say that he wanted to be a granddaughter model, but Chen Yuehong suddenly said that Han Jun couldn't hang on his face and couldn't be counselled in front of his granddaughter.

"Why not? Why not? " Han Jun raised his voice a little and was a little unhappy.

A guest in Chen Yuehong didn't want to argue with him, but there was no concession in her eyes. Whispered, "last time you worked as a model for Xuanxuan, you couldn't turn over after sleeping for a week. Let me paste you with plaster. Later, you went to acupuncture. Did you forget? Don't try. "

"I will. Leave me alone." Han Jun's stubborn temper came up. How could he give in at this time.

Chen Yuehong smashed her mouth and didn't want to argue with the stubborn old man, "if you are willing to hurt, it will hurt you." As soon as he was angry, he turned and left.

The little guy is seriously preparing painting tools. He doesn't know the conversation between his grandparents at the moment.

When everything was ready, the little guy stood beside the drawing board with a smile, "Grandpa, Grandpa, who of you wants to be Xuanxuan's model?"

"Me!"

"Me!"

The two old men crowded together in front of the drawing board.

There is only a small bench. The two old men are tall and look very funny when they are crowded together.

"Only one model is enough for Xuanxuan." The little guy doesn't know the mind of two old men fighting openly and secretly.

Just now, Shu Qiang heard what Chen Yuehong said about Han Jun. at the moment, he looked at Han Jun who was crowded with him and said with a smile, "old Han, if you have a bad waist, don't sit here. We Xuanxuan can't finish painting in a moment and a half. Take a break and I'll do the dirty work."

Han Jun has been competitive all his life. How can he admit defeat in front of his granddaughter at this time.

The old man said with a smile, "Oh, no, No. what's my low back injury? It's Chen's old age and illness. Brother Shu is recovering from his serious illness. Take a rest on the sofa and be a model for the children. Let me do it."

The two old men are ostensibly concerned about each other, but in fact they don't give in to each other.

Han Mo and Shu Ya looked at their father's performance like a child there, looked at each other, and shook their heads helplessly.

Of course, Liu Huijuan was worried about the old man's body. She didn't know how being a model for the little guy would affect her body, but when she saw Chen Yuehong dissuading Han Jun and Han Jun's attitude, she knew that it was not as simple as she thought.

She felt a sweat for the old man in her heart, but she knew better that her wife would never be persuaded. She was helpless, but she couldn't help it.

Chen Yuehong was choked by her wife's words just now. Now she's too lazy to take care of it. Anyway, she'll have a low back injury at that time. Who knows.

The two old men did not give in to each other. A stool became two, and a portrait of a person became two people.

It used to take a lot of time for a little guy to draw a person, but now there is another one, which is naturally slower.

The two old men love to be brave. No one wants to move first. Whoever can't stand it will prove that they are in bad health, but both of them are in bad health.

After Shu Qiang's operation, he sat in one position for the first time. He didn't move for so long. His body was stiff and couldn't help moving.

"Grandpa, don't move."

Shu Qiang heard his granddaughter's voice and sat up straight and dared not move.

Han Jun's waist can't sit for a long time. After such a long time, he endured his back pain and quietly moved his hand behind him and held it on his waist.

"Grandpa, don't move."

At the little guy's command, Han Jun quickly put down his hand again.

An hour,

Two hours

Two and a half hours......

"I finished painting, ha ha, the portrait of Grandpa and grandpa!" The little guy held up his drawing paper and ran to his father.

Xuanxuan likes to show her paintings to her father first, because her painting is taught by her father. She can always get some suggestions.

When Shu Qiang heard the word "finished", he breathed a long sigh of relief. His originally strong waist suddenly loosened and leaned back in his chair. He guessed that it might be a little hard to be a little guy's model, but he didn't think it was so hard. It's not dirty work. It's not human work.

Han Jun even more, when the word "finished" was said, he immediately stood up with his waist. After the first time he was a model for the little guy, Han Jun experienced what suffering was, and secretly thought he could no longer be a model for the little guy, but he still couldn't help it this time.

Xuanxuan ran around the living room holding the picture, showing it to this one and that one, and asked her father to frame the picture and hang it on the wall.

......

It was very late after painting. Shu Ya took Shu Qiang and Liu Huijuan back to her residence.

In the car

Liu Huijuan sat in the co pilot's seat. Although Shu Qiang didn't want to, she couldn't sit still and lay back in the back.

As soon as the guest left, Han Jun immediately lay on the bed, "wife, come on, stick me a plaster."

Chen Yuehong snorted coldly, "paste it yourself. You're not afraid of pain. Don't you want to."

Just now, the hardness in front of becoming a model disappeared in an instant. Han Jun accompanied his smiling face, "paste one for me. It's interesting enough."

Chen Yuehong skimmed her mouth, took out the plaster she had prepared and pasted it on her wife's waist.

Han Jun snorted stiffly, then said with a smile, "hey hey, my wife is still good to me."