Chapter 470

Hu Hu also went over and frowned at the books. He found that they were all primary school textbooks, picture books and some exercise books.

"Granny, can I have a look?"

Aunt Jiang nodded.

She took a picture album, opened it, Jing SA curiously came over, "what do you want to see children's picture album for?"

"Picture album is the most intuitive thing to reflect a child's psychology."

This is also the way used by child psychologists, commonly known as "painting psychology".

When children perceive the outside world, they will have the desire to express. They will want to say everything they see. But because of the limitation of age, they may not be good at expressing their inner feelings with language, and painting has become a special "language" for children, which often has internal logic and form of expression.

The lines, colors, graphics, characters, environment and layout in the painting will show children's character, temperament, cognitive level, hobbies, psychological changes, and even the emotional characteristics of painting.

Therefore, don't underestimate children's paintings, because it reflects children's understanding of the world and what they think in their minds. It is a window for adults to enter children's heart.

If you want to understand a child's inner world, you must first understand his paintings.

"Do you see anything?" Jingsa looks at the picture books in her hand. They are all graffiti works. She has a feeling that Jiang has no painting ability.

"Bright colors mean that he is full of sunshine in his heart, and rough lines mean that he is a relaxed boy. Whether it is plants or architecture, his architecture is well drawn, which means that he is full of justice in his heart."

Jing SA was stunned.

"It's strange..."

"What?"

"His paintings are not gray at all. They are full of happiness."

It doesn't look like something drawn by a child who often suffers from domestic violence.

He also pointed to a painting, "he painted a lot of such a family of three traveling works, the villain in the middle should be himself, the two people holding his hand, the mother with long hair floating, and the father with a hair like a cactus."

Jing SA takes a look. There are three people in the picture who look like they are made with matchsticks. The only difference is the top circle. No, there should be some differences in their heads.

"Jingsa, what's hanging on the father's waist?"

"Like a pipe... No, like a gun barrel?" What strange thing is this?

Hu Hu didn't see what it was for the time being.

One side of aunt Jiang saw that they looked seriously, and she could not help saying, "Xiao Heng, you are good. The skin is a little bit, but reading is very good. Once he wrote a composition and won the prize in the city, but it's a pity..." aunt Jiang frowned, "the students said he was a liar, and all the compositions he wrote were deceptive, so the teacher withdrew the composition."

"Liar?" He frowned, "does mother-in-law know what the composition is?"

She shook her head. "I don't even know the words. How can I know what they are?"

Jing SA said with a smile, "writing is cheating. When I was a child, every composition was nonsense. Generally speaking, the composition of primary school students is nothing more than those things. Grandma is kind, father is serious, mother is diligent, sister is lovely, brother is naughty, and the police uncle is selfless."

After listening to Jing Sa's words, he said to himself, "Dad is a serious... Liar..."

Jing SA saw that her expression was serious and motionless

"Jingsa, where is Jiang Zhan's body?"

"It should be in the hospital. What's the matter?"

In his dark eyes, there was a wave of insight.

"I want to test his DNA!"