Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

The gray Ying family compound.

"Where are Bing'er and Xiaomo?"

Ying's mother glanced around, but she didn't see her daughter or the boy from the Li family.

She was a little worried for a moment, after all, Xiao Li Mo had a glorious deed of teaching a little girl to pee standing up...

"It's over there."

Ying Xuliang had just returned from the study and was licking his lips towards the tree in the corner of the courtyard.

There was a small table there that a servant had just moved out. There were also pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the table, which Xiao Li Mo had asked for just now.

At this time, Xiao Li Mo spread out the drawing paper and let the sunlight shine on it, with a serious look on his face like a master of painting.

Little Ying Bing sat next to him, rubbing ink with her little hands and adding fragrance to her red sleeves.

"Bing'er is interested in painting?"

"I will also learn to paint when I have time."

Ying Xuliang looked at the two little guys with a bit of a sore tooth, then he started to laugh again.

It is true that his daughter has never polished his own ink, but why is it that he is jealous of a little guy?

"The ink is ready."

Xiao Bingtuozi's face was expressionless, and he glanced at Xiao Li Mo with his peripheral vision.

How good could a child of her age be with her brush strokes?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ying Bing suddenly became less interested.

"Don't worry, I won't let you call me brother in vain."

Xiao Li Mo smiled, grabbed the brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing on the blank paper. At first, because his palm had become smaller, he was still a little uncomfortable drawing.

But as he continued to paint, he gradually got better and better, and he had the air of a masterful painter and a masterful painter.

Xiao Bingtuozi's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"This is the main street of Qinghe County."

"During the Chinese New Year, there will be lion dancers, candy sellers, and firecrackers on the streets..."

Li Mo drew while talking.

With his introduction, a lively New Year scene came to life.

It's a pity that he can't use his mind and soul now, otherwise he could learn from Senior Brother Ouyang's method and make the painting move, making it more immersive.

But even so, for little Ying Bing, who had never seen the outside world, it was already a fascinating new world.

"How about it?"

Xiao Li Mo raised his silkworm-like brows.

"So lively..."

Ying Bing's face was a little startled, and then he looked away, his face was quiet, and he spoke softly:

"It's okay."

"It's...ok...right?"

Little Painter Li's eyes opened slightly, and he had doubts about his painting skills. Although his painting was not a spiritual painting, as far as meticulous painting was concerned, his level was already pretty good.

After all, I drew so many martial arts insights.

But Xiao Bingtuozi didn't applaud and said, "Brother is so awesome," forget it. Did he just think it was unsatisfactory?

"Just wait, I was just warming up!"

Painter Xiao Li picked up the pen again without believing in evil.

"Now, this is Qingyuan Sect. Do you know Qingyuan Sect? It is the largest sect in Ziyang Mansion, and the teachers and seniors in it are also very interesting."

"This is Elder Xue. He is a genius alchemy master. He once carried a lantern to the toilet to find elixirs..."

"This is Elder Qian. Don't talk when eating with him. I suspect he has two mouths. He can talk while eating and eat all the dishes on the table..."

Landscapes and figures appear vividly on the page.

The frost and snow in Xiao Ying Bing's eyes were undulating, making her look a little hazy.

"Well, it's not bad... I guess."

"?"

Xiao Li Mo noticed that something was wrong. Xiao Bingtuozi pursed his lips and his eyes flashed, but the comments from his little mouth were all "okay"; "not bad"; "no" Bad' and so on.

He suspected that Xiao Bingtuozi did it on purpose!

I just deliberately said that his paintings were mediocre, and asked him to paint more paintings as if he was given a shot.

It turns out that she didn't suddenly turn into a bad Bingtuozi, but she was a little bad Bingtuozi when she was a cub...

"Forget it, since it would be embarrassing to draw it, let's forget it."

Xiao Li Mo pretended to sigh and started to show off.

"?"

Seeing that Xiao Li Mo noticed her thoughts, Xiao Bingtuozi lowered her eyes. The sunlight dyed her long eyelashes with color, and a vivid blush appeared on her fair face.

"Brother... draw another one."

"!"

Li Mo's whole body was numb, his Tianling Cap almost flew up, and his brush fell to the ground with a clatter.

How could anyone start at zero frame and open the gun directly close to the face?

She's so cute, is there any way to do it? Is there any law~~~~?

Foul, this is a foul!

For this extremely foul behavior...of course she was satisfied.

Little Li did not withstand this test, so he slapped his little hand that was not very responsive and continued to draw.

Brother...Brother?

Ying Xuliang, who had just come to see the two little guys, was shocked as if struck by lightning.

The mentality that I had just adjusted was shattered all over the floor.

Why? How could this boy, He De, make his daughter so cute? !

Just based on a bad painting... huh?

Xiao Li Mo grabbed the brush and gradually derived a quiet and beautiful world in his paintings. It was a small courtyard with a bright moon hanging high, the river flowed quietly, and the banyan trees were lush...

The plaque on the gate reads:

‘Qiu Shui Pavilion’

Is this a painting skill that a child can have?

"By the way, do you want to see yourself when you grow up?"

After Xiao Li Mo finished painting, he sneezed. Xiao Bing Tuo was so close that his head was almost touching, and his hair was carried by the wind and brushed the tip of his nose.

"When I grow up... me?"

"Yes."

"I want to see it." ×2

Before little Ying Bing spoke, Ying Xuliang and his wife behind him said in unison.

Li Mo was startled by the voice behind him.

You just wanted to take a little girl to elope secretly, and now you are holding her hand to draw, and you are caught by uncle and aunt. How scary is this thing.

However, the current attention of uncle and aunt seems to be on the 'big ice lump'.

Thinking of this, Li Mo suddenly lost his mind.

Which parent in the world has never imagined what their children will look like when they grow up when looking at their little bean at home?

But Uncle Ying and Aunt Ying will never see it....

Ying Xuliang went to get his treasured drawing paper and ink sticks and prepared them for him again.

"Okay."

He rolled up his sleeves and picked up the pen very seriously.

He used the method of drawing the Guanshen map, although his soul strength is not enough now, and he can't draw a real Guanshen map.

Under the banyan tree, the four people who were drawing and looking at the painting held their breath.

After a while.

The sun shines through the shadows of the trees, stained the painting with mottled gold.

The girl's delicate reflection jumps out on the paper, bright and cold, with a mixture of light and dark.

It's as if she is looking at you across the painting.

"What will Bing'er look like when she grows up?"

Ying's mother looked at the girl in the painting, dazed, complicated, happy, and complex emotions surged in her heart, and tears flashed in her eyes.

"Hahaha, my daughter has grown up to be so graceful, beautiful, beautiful..."

Ying Xuliang laughed heartily, thinking that his daughter should look like this in the future.

"Is this... me?"

Little Ying Bing was very strange.

This painting gave her a feeling of crossing time and space and looking at her future self. The inexplicable familiarity was like a light that dispelled the fog and lit up above the lake of her heart...

"It's not finished yet."

"What's missing?"

"Of course it's me. I will grow up too. Aren't you curious about what I will look like in the future?"

Little Li smiled and pointed at himself.