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When Jiang Shixun went to find him, he was standing in front of the large Huanghuali desk with a large proclamation on the table. Jiang Fuguo held a brush and kept swiping it on the paper.

Jiang Shixun walked over and saw him painting a galloping ink horse.

When Jiang Fuguo was born, the world was already in chaos. However, at that time, the Jiang family still had a huge industry, so he still lived a prosperous life for many years and received a very good education.

He not only dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also learned well.

In comparison, when Jiang Shixun was born, although the world was much more peaceful, these people were also severely suppressed, and it was impossible to live a good life like before.

Therefore, Jiang Shixun's teaching is all personally responsible for Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing, and there is no way to invite him as many gentlemen as before.

When the Jiang family accident happened, Jiang Shixun was not too old, so what he learned was limited. In addition to his good chess skills, his calligraphy and painting skills were much worse than Jiang Fuguo.

Of course, compared to ordinary people, his level is still good.

Otherwise, in the vulture country, he would not have quickly learned abstract painting, understood color matching, and painted paintings that could even be printed on clothing.

If it weren't for his beautiful paintings, even with Jiang Zhiying's help, Roland would not have used Jiang Shixun's designs and paintings.

Seeing that Jiang Fuguo was addicted to painting, Jiang Shixun did not dare to disturb him, and stood silently watching. Until Jiang Fuguo put down his pen and looked up at him: "Tell me, what are you looking for?"

He had already discovered that Jiang Shixun was here, but just at a critical moment, he didn't stop because he was afraid of breaking his train of thought.

Jiang Shixun didn't leave after watching it for so long. He clearly had something to do with him, so why should he talk nonsense?

Jiang Fuguo looked at the painting he just drew, and was very satisfied, so he went to wash his hands.

Jiang Shixun said quickly: "That's right, Zhuzhu's master gave her some good things. She knew that Dad, you would definitely like it, so she couldn't wait to give it to me and let me give it to you."

Jiang Fuguo had just finished washing his hands and was wiping the water off his hands with a towel. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, but he was still a little surprised and looking forward to it: "What good things did Zhuzhu give? She is too. Why don't you give me the good things directly, and I want you to come!"

This made Jiang Shixun a little embarrassed, and he coughed awkwardly: "Zhuzhu should be afraid that her father is too excited and a little embarrassed."

Jiang Fuguo: "..."

Does this kid think he's stupid?

Do you think he's getting old, so his old eyes are dizzy?

Just because of his Zhuzhu's temperament, would he be embarrassed?

You really take him for a fool, don't you?

This bastard!

Jiang Fuguo narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Jiang Shixun unhappily, and stretched out his hand directly to him: "Where is the thing? Since Zhuzhu honored me, don't take it out!"

Jiang Shixun hurriedly took out a box and placed it in his hand carefully, for fear that he would not be able to hold it.

This box was specially made by Jiang Fuguo from a manufacturer. It was made of good materials. How could he not recognize it?

As soon as he saw those boxes, his eyes widened, and even his breathing became rapid: "This is... this is..."

Jiang Fuguo grabbed the box excitedly, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably. I wanted to open the box, but I was afraid that there was no weight in my hand, and I accidentally broke the contents inside.

So he hurriedly put the box on the desk just now, and didn't care whether it would ruin the picture of the horse that had just been drawn and was not completely dry.

Then he opened the box with trembling hands with excitement.