Chapter 221

Su Wangqin came and went quickly. Gu Chunzhu filled out the hot duck blood fans and asked, "what didn't my parents say about you? They knocked their baby daughter out?"

"Dor fainted on her own." Su Wangqin drinks a mouthful of vermicelli soup and gets warm all over. The lashes of black duck feather quiver gently.

This guy looks really black in the stomach. In addition, the ordinary honest image must be superb in front of Mrs. su. Gu Chunzhu gave him a piece of duck intestines to praise him. The delicious and spicy duck intestines made a special meal. Su Wangqin could eat very well.

An'an is tearful again. Gu Chunzhu takes vinegar to dip it into her. It can taste spicy. An'an is eating duck intestines with a small bowl of vinegar. Gu Chunzhu can't help but laugh at this snack. He can cry while eating for the delicious, which is also a great ability.

Because her hand was bitten by Su duo'er, Su Wangqin was so distressed that Gu Chunzhu arranged the dishes and chopsticks and sent Gu Chunzhu to sleep with the children.

Xiao Cheng sent his copied painting to Gu Chunzhu and reminded her, "Mom, tomorrow is the third day. Shall we return it?". Is there anything else? "

"You painted it. It's so powerful!" Gu Chunzhu gives Xiao Cheng a thumbs up.

she put the as like as two peas on the table, compared with the picture, which is usually the same in shape and structure, but it still makes people feel a little wrong.

"Mom, I can't paint this trunk well." Xiao Cheng points to a Cang song Road on the scroll, all of which are ink paintings, but their trunks are vigorous and powerful at a glance.

"Let's go back to painting together and ask Gu Yu by the way." Gu Chunzhu suggested.

"I'm going too, and I'm going too." An'an listens to him. He's afraid Gu Chunzhu doesn't listen.

"Cheng, we'll all go together, but do we have to send something to borrow someone's picture?" Gu Chunzhu reached out and picked up An'an. He shaved her nose and asked.

By the way, I took her to the kitchen and opened the cupboard, which contains the food I bought years ago. The two children can save food, and there are many left. She asked Ann to choose some for her own.

An'an's little finger, like a radish, poked his face and asked a snack to deliver his food to others. It was really cruel. An buried himself in Gu Chunzhu's shoulder and stretched out his little hand and said, "only a little, just a little!"

"Then take a handful of rice bars." Gu Chunzhu asked, an an nodded, and she grabbed a handful from the oilpaper bag and put it in a small pottery bowl.

After she told Su Wangqin, she held An'an and led Xiao Cheng around to look for Gu Yu. Xiao Cheng held the picture in his hand and carefully folded his own paintings.

When he arrived at Gu Yu's house, he opened the door with two light clicks, holding a bowl of noodles in his hand.

"At dinner, I'm here to return the pictures. I also want you to help me to have a look at the children's paintings." Gu Chunzhu said and looked into Gu Yu's noodle bowl, that is, noodles in clear soup. There are no vegetables and eggs in them. The noodles are still boiled and pasted.

Looking at the lonely one living alone, it seems a little pitiful. Gu Chunzhu handed Jiang Mi Tiao over, "this is from An'an. Thank you for lending her picture to her brother."

"Thank you." An'an's little milk sounds in concert.

A pair of big and round black grape eyes are also looking at the noodles in the rain bowl. They whisper, "uncle's noodles don't look delicious."

"I'm not very good at cooking. Come in." Gu Yu takes over the rice noodles and puts them in his arms. Seeing that the batter in the bowl is rejected by ANN, he grins awkwardly. He asks them to sit in the hall and eat the noodles in three or two bites in the kitchen, but the life is hard to swallow, so he stops and puts them aside.

Gu Chunzhu is sitting with an in his arms. Xiao Cheng is sitting on one side.

The scroll has been spread out on the desktop. The scroll is clean and clean without any dirt. I watched it carefully. Gu Yu went over to see it. I saw a piece of maobianzhi beside the scroll and copied a picture.

is as like as two peas at first glance.

"What's the matter? Is it the child who needs to be corrected?" Gu Chunzhu looks at Gu Yu's picture and frowns. Obviously, he is not very satisfied.

"No, no, no, it would have been very good if it had been painted by such a big child." Gu Yu takes a look at Xiao Cheng. He can only read when he is as big as him. He can't draw at all, though he can't do it now.

Xiao Cheng's lips are pursed, a pair of Phoenix's eyes are sweeping on their own paintings and imitated paintings, reaching out to point out, "uncle, you can't draw this trunk well!"

"This is a dry pen. When you dip the ink, the pen should be dry and the ink should be thick." Gu Yu solves his doubts.

Listening to Gu Yu's words, Xiao Cheng suddenly opens up, a young face with a sense of joy, as if he has got some good treasure.

"And how to draw this cicada?"

"Zen meaning should use light ink, extremely light!"

Gu Chunzhu quietly watched them talking, and saw that the yellow oil lamp core flashed, and An'an was also obediently nestled in Gu Chunzhu's arms and looked at his brother.Gu Yu said a lot to Xiao Cheng, but asked Gu Chunzhu, "elder sister, have your children ever been enlightened?"

Kaimeng? Go to school, right? Gu Chunzhu turned his head and said, "I haven't gone to school. I was going to go this year, but there are some changes at home, but I know a lot of thousand words."

"It's smart, but it's a pity that school starts after 15 years." Gu Yu looks at Xiao Cheng's eyesight with a little joy, and regrets that Xiao Cheng failed to go to school.

Xiaocheng's head is slightly hanging, and a pair of Phoenix eyes are calm.

Gu Chunzhu has an idea in his mind. Although he has a little money in his hand, he still owes money to others. It's hard for his son to bear the tuition in a small town.

She said to Gu Yu, "little brother, I heard that you also went to take part in the college test. If you can be a scholar after that, your knowledge is not low. Why don't you teach Xiaocheng?"

"I can't, I can't be a teacher." Gu Yu hurriedly waved his hand and blushed on his face. He felt that the elder sister was looking up at him.

"In half a year, I don't have much money to pay you. I'll make you this dinner. It's just a matter of abusing your stomach. I'll make you some cakes and taste them now." Gu Chunzhu said and went to the kitchen of Guyu.

Gu Yu looks at Xiaocheng's thirst for knowledge, but he doesn't care about Chunzhu. He takes the paper and pen to teach Xiaocheng how to use the pen and ink skillfully to draw a more God like picture.

"Hee hee..." Ann is sitting on the stool shaking her feet. Gu Yu looks at her, and she smiles at Gu Yu sweetly.

Gu Chunzhu touched two potatoes in the kitchen, steamed them, kneaded them with brown rice noodles, made potato cakes, and pasted them on the edge of the pot for a while.

"Come and have a taste. When we are Xiaocheng's master, we will never be indebted to you." Gu Chunzhu takes the potato cake.

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