Dad Academy

PS: I’ve added a second chapter for Mr. Wang Meng, who lives next door to the thatched house on the mountainside. Okay, I’ve paid back all the updates I owe, and I’m relieved.

Xiaobai was like a rag doll, being turned over and over by Ma Lanhua to examine her, lifting up her clothes to expose her belly, and even trying to pull down her pants. Xiaobai held her down tightly, shouting, "We don't want to be like this." Xiaomi was too embarrassed to look at her. He covered her palm-sized face with his little hands, feeling embarrassed.

"Auntie, just take a look and see if your butt is blooming."

"No, no, my butt is so good."

Malanhua repeatedly confirmed that Xiaobai was not injured, and finally felt relieved. Then she remembered why this melon boy was fighting again? ? ! ! After catching Xiaobai, Piapia spanked him twice.

Xiaobai covered his butt and ran away in a hurry: "Auntie, are you so horny?"

"Are you fighting over paws again? You're so whiny."

Xiaobai didn't dare to get close and stood far away, beckoning Xiaomi to come over too, fearing that her aunt wouldn't be able to hit her.

"Speak quickly." Malanhua urged.

Little Bai Bala Bala, tell me what happened today.

After hearing this, Malanhua learned that Xiaobai had won. Although it was immoral, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and lectured: "Guawazi, fighting all day long, do you still want to be a police uncle? And that painting of yours, What kind of painting will make you so angry?"

"Here you are, Kangkang."

Xiaobai took out the torn-in-half painting from his schoolbag and handed it to his aunt. He took a few steps forward and stopped, worried that his aunt would hold him down and spank him again. He put it on the ground and asked her to come over on her own. Take it, make it look like a crime scene.

Malanhua muttered that Xiaobai was a melon boy and was very angry. She stepped forward to pick it up. It was a painting painted with various colors. The brushes were young but full of innocence. The content of the picture is that a man and a woman are getting married in wedding dresses. A super cute little girl with big eyes is standing in front of them, with one hand on her hips and looking very high-spirited, and with the other hand she is spreading tweed to the sky.

Malanhua immediately understood that this was her son's wedding, and Xiaobai was the flower girl.

She smoothed the crumpled drawing paper, held it carefully, pointed to the petals scattered in the air and asked Xiaobai why the petals were five-pointed.

Xiaobai leaned forward, looked at it from a distance, and said that it was a star.

Malanhua was amused by this innocent idea and asked, "Can you still scatter stars?"

Xiaobai pointed with his little finger and said, "There is another Xiaobai in the sky."

Only then did Malanhua notice that above the couple and Xiaobai, there was a moon hanging in the blue night sky, dotted with starlight, and a white boat floating in the sea of ​​stars, with a little girl sitting on the bow. Her eyes are super big and cute. No need to ask, she must be No. 2.

Xiaobai No. 2, who was sitting on the white boat, was holding a flower basket and scattering stars downwards.

Malanhua understood. It turned out that there was a little white in the sky and a little white on the ground. The little white in the sky was scattering stars, and the little white on the ground was scattering flowers.

She only mentioned it once to Xiaobai that when her cousin got married, she would be the flower girl spreading flowers. The child actually remembered it all the time.

Malanhua, who was originally angry because of Xiaobai's fight, no longer had any anger at all.

She said softly: "Auntie will glue it up for you when she gets home. It will be as good as new."

Xiaobai was happy for a moment, but then she shook her head and said that she had to paint it again because it was for the bride, it couldn't be bad, it had to be new.

"You want to give it to your cousin and cousin-in-law?" Malanhua asked.

Xiaobai nodded sheepishly and asked hopefully: "Auntie, will the bride like Xiaobai?"

She hasn't met or even spoken to the bride yet. When she called her, she was shy and didn't dare to answer the call. This painting was a gift from her to the bride.

Malanhua teased: "Aren't you the most generous person in the world? Who else doesn't like you?"

Xiaobai was pleasantly surprised and raised his voice a notch: "Like it?"

"Of course I like it."

"Will Xiaoqiang make the bride like me?"

"Who are you calling Xiaoqiang? That's so cool."

Ma Lan gave her a white look and urged her to go to Little Red Horse Academy.

Xiaobai finally put aside his worries and happily pulled Xiaomi into the little red horse, turned a corner, ran to the door of the guard box, and shouted to Lao Li who was watching TV inside: "Li Baibao! Where do you live, hurry up Come out to bask in the sun, father-in-law, come on, come on."

Lao Li came out with a confused look on his face. He first looked at the two enthusiastic children, and then looked up at the sky. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, but it was almost dusk. What were the children teasing him about? The sun was setting, the evening wind was blowing, the temperature was dropping rapidly, and the sun couldn't reach him. Soon he would be covered with stars and the moon, freezing him to death.

It gets dark early in winter. When Zhang Tan returned to Little Red Horse, it was already completely dark, but it was actually not even 7 o'clock.

Not long after he entered the house, Xiaobai knocked on the door, holding a drawing board and crayons in his hand. He stood at the door and said, "Boss Zhang, are you busy? I want to show you my strengths."

Zhang Tan smiled and said: "Okay, welcome, come in quickly."

Xiaobai's strength is like magic, it's different every time, there are many tricks, and it's quite interesting.

He made way for Xiaobai to come in. The child was small, so she slipped in through a crack.

"Let's kill the kid first."

Zhang Tan was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Xiaobai wearing his own bear slippers, and then he realized that he was talking about wearing slippers.

"Hoo ho ho, Boss Zhang, give you Kangkang."

Xiaobai showed Zhang Tan the painting reservedly and proudly.

Zhang Tan: "..."

He stared at the drawing board Xiaobai gave him, trying very hard, but he just didn't understand.

"This, I don't see what it is. Isn't this a piece of white paper?"

Xiaobai covered his mouth and snickered, and then he laughed loudly.

After laughing for a while, he said: "Boss Zhang, I'm just teasing you, ho ho ho ho."

Zhang Tan:-_-||

This little baby can actually tease him. Isn't this annoying?

Zhang Tan put the drawing board into her arms, sat on the sofa, and continued watching the on-demand movie.

Xiaobai followed behind with a drawing board in his arms and said with a smile: "Boss Zhang, don't be angry, I'm just playing with you."

The child was in a good mood. Zhang Tan said, "I'm not angry, but you have to be the first to show me the painting after you finish it."

Xiaobai happily agreed, and immediately asked Zhang Tan if she could draw at his house. After getting permission, she immediately brought her own stool, sat in front of the coffee table, put the drawing board upright, and put a pack of crayons on it. Okay, take out a blue one and sit down at your desk to draw.

Zhang Tan saw that the children were painting very seriously, so he quietly turned down the sound of the movie and turned up the air conditioner.

Xiaobai came to his house to paint this night, because downstairs, Guawazi was too noisy, especially Duoliu, who harassed her from time to time, and Xiaobai almost beat her up when she was annoyed.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening, and Xiaobai had been painting for almost an hour. Zhang Tan broke the silence and brought her a bottle of bear drink and biscuits.

"That's it for today. Don't tire yourself out. Take your time."

Xiaobai showed him the half-finished painting, and all he could see was a boat with a little girl sitting on it.

Xiaobai introduced that this was Xiaobai Chuan, a song taught to her by Boss Zhang.

"You want to give it to your cousin and cousin-in-law?" Zhang Tan asked.

Xiaobai nodded. She still wanted to draw a lot, but she couldn't. The reason why she knows this painting is because she has seen similar ones in picture books, so she learned it.

Zhang Tan said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know. Let's learn. The brothers and sisters next door to us are very good at painting. I will take you to meet them and let them teach you."

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