"Mom, it's not like you don't know how clumsy my painting is, and I can't even draw an egg. With {Dream} Little ◢.1a," Red Silk said shyly.

"Do you remember what she looked like?" Ding Haixing looked at her and asked.

"Of course, I remember." Red Tassel nodded heavily.

"Okay, you say, I'll draw it." Ding Haixing's eyes turned to Ying Xinxindao, "Xinxin go open the fire and boil porridge." ”

"Okay." Ying Xinxin got up and ran to the kitchen and pulled out the briquette stove.

Ding Haixing took the two children out to release the water, don't get busy for a while, there is no time to take care of the children, let them pee their pants.

After settling the two children, Ding Haixing went to the study to get a pencil and the drawing paper left by Jing Boda, sat on the sofa and looked up at Hongying, "You can start to describe her appearance." ”

"The first thing she gave me was how beautiful she was when she was sick." Hongying recalled, said slowly, and said with a smile, "But it's not as good-looking as your mother." ”

"I know I'm beautiful, I don't need you to compliment." Ding Haixing's eyes were rolling, and his eyes flashed with broken light and stinky fart.

"Puff ......" Ying Xinxin, who came back from turning on the stove, heard the conversation between the two and was amused.

"Am I not beautiful?" Ding Haixing glanced over and said with a chic smile.

"Mama's beauty!" Xiao Beiming and Guo Ying, the two little guys, said very face-savingly.

"War mother is beautiful." Ying Xinxin sat down with a smile.

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business." Ding Haixing looked at Hongying and smiled, "Hurry up, we still have to cook!" ”

"Oh! Good. "She was wearing a raven-blue Lenin suit and a red turban unique to the countryside, and she wrapped her head, so I don't know what hairstyle to comb." ”

"And what about her face?" Ding Haixing looked at her and asked, "Goose egg face, melon seed face, apple face or peach heart-shaped face." ”

The brush painted the four most common face shapes of Chinese people.

"Goose egg face...... "Red Tassel pointed to her face, "her cheeks are thin and a little sunken." ”

The two of them asked and answered like this, and Ding Haixing modified it a little bit.

"Her eyes are so beautiful, as if the sun, moon and stars are gathered in them, and everything in the world is indulged in them!" Hongying carefully recalled, "The eyes are elegant and quiet, and the eyes are looking back and flowing, like a pretty Jiangnan woman; But there is a trace of stubborn ripples, and it has the charm of a daughter of the north. ”

In the end, Ding Haixing put the comprehensive picture into one go, outlining her appearance, and after the painting was finished, handed it to her and said, "Is that so?" ”

Hongying stared at the drawing paper in front of her in disbelief, "Wow! Mom, how come? How so? ”

"What's wrong?" Ying Xinxin asked curiously.

"It's exactly the same, it feels like a real person in front of you." Hongying said excitedly, "Mom, Mom, hurry up and draw the portrait of the man who hurt me while my memory is still good." ”

"Why did you draw him?" Ding Haixing looked at her funny and asked, "You won't nail it to the wall, you will pierce the villain every day!" ”

Red Tassel snapped her fingers and said, "Good idea." ”

"Then let's draw!" Ding Haixing nodded with a smile.

Hongying began to repeat, "Although I don't want to admit it, that man is also beautiful, more beautiful than a woman, with feminine beauty. It's just that people are very gloomy, like poisonous snakes hiding in the shadows,......"

According to her narrative, Ding Haixing drew his appearance.

"What a beautiful man." Ying Xinxin looked at Chengtu Road...

Hongying snorted coldly, and muttered in pieces, "It's good-looking, it's a fart, it's not good, it's fierce." A dead coffin face, unable to drag, as if the whole world owes him money. Seeing him get my wrist up, I'm going to get it back one day. ”

"Okay, you can keep this picture." Ding Haixing handed the two pictures to Hongyingdao.

"I'll put it away, and if we meet again, I'll say it well." Red Tassel said through gritted teeth.

"The water is boiling, go to the millet." Ding Haixing's ears moved slightly, and he got up and said.

"Mother Zhan, you sit down, I'll go and get the rice, the rice has been made, and you can get it out of the pot after scooping it." Ying Xinxin got up and went to the kitchen road.

Hongying looked at Ding Haixing with burning eyes and said, "Mom, when will you be able to draw." ”

"I learned from Boda!" Ding Haixing prevaricated with Jing Boda, "I often see him paint portraits of children, and I learn." "Now you can record the portrait of Guoying.

"Why don't I have a talent for drawing!" Hongying said with a little regret.

"Maybe your talent is somewhere else!" Ding Haixing patted her shoulder and said in relief.

"Mom, teach me, teach me, I want to learn to draw." Xiao Beiming and Guo Ying took her hand and said coquettishly.

"You guys?" Ding Haixing looked at the left and right pairs of children with amusement.

"Mom taught us." The two little guys pulled Ding Haixing and swayed from side to side.

"Okay, well, I'll teach you." Ding Haixing looked at the two of them.

"Knock Knock ......"

"There's a knock on the door, I'll open it."

Ding Haixing was just about to get up, Hongying stood up and looked at her and said, "Mom, I'll open the door." As he spoke, he turned around and walked two steps to open the door, "Brother Zhao?" ”

"Hongying, here's your bag." Zhao Shuguang held the bag in front of his eyes and shook it.

Hongying slapped her forehead and smiled, "I'm in a hurry," she said, taking the bag in his hand, "Thank you!" ”

"How's that kid?" Zhao Shuguang raised his eyes and looked inside the house and said, "Are you still crying?" ”

"Don't cry, my mom fed him." Hongying looked at him and smiled.

"I won't bother you." Zhao Shuguang looked at her and said, "I'm leaving." ”

"Walk slowly." Hongyingmu sent him out of the moon gate before closing the door, took the bag and turned around and entered the house.

Ding Haixing looked at the duffel bag in her hand and said, "Is this what he is pretending to?" ”

"Yes!" Hongying put the bag on the coffee table and said.

"See what's inside?" Ding Haixing leaned forward, and the bag was empty.

"It's really that person, and I'm not afraid of suffocating the child." Ying Xinxin walked out of the kitchen and said.

"I can't help it." Ding Haixing looked at the zipper on the bag and said, "Look, you can't pull it to the end." "Point to the side of the bag and block it with a line!" Now there is another piece of evidence that she was premeditated. ”

Hongying's face turned unpleasant again when she heard this, "Forget it, for her mother's sake, I won't say anything." ”

No one can be found, what else can be found?

"Mom, the baby is awake." Xiao Beiming's voice suddenly came from the bedroom.

"It's broken, I didn't look at it." Ding Haixing got up and walked into the bedroom, and the two little naughty treasures were gathered in front of the crib.

"Look, I have it too." Guoying pointed to her face.

"I didn't cry." Ding Haixing walked over, the little guy looked at Guo Ying and Xiao Beiming lying on the crib with big black grape-like eyes, his hands and feet fluttered, and he kicked the quilt and quilt covering it.