Zhang Guocai praised Jiang Li so much that Jiang Li felt a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, I just drew the blueprint casually. It's not as good as you say."

"That's not a random drawing. Most people can't draw it, let alone have these ideas."

Zhang Guocai originally didn't want to praise his niece too much, but when he saw that his niece was too modest, he couldn't help but praise her a few times.

Shen Changan was originally preparing to sit down and eat noodles, but he became curious after hearing what his uncle said.

"Uncle, what did Jiang Li draw? Can you show it to me so I can admire her masterpiece?"

Shen Changan was very good at speaking, and he always chose pleasant words to say. Zhang Guocai was naturally delighted to hear that.

"Of course, I'll get it for you."

"Uncle, it's time to eat noodles now. Can we talk after we eat noodles?"

Jiang Li grabbed his uncle's arm and pressed him into his seat.

"Okay, let's listen to my niece and eat noodles first."

Zhang Guocai sat down first, and Shen Changan suppressed his expectations and sat down to eat noodles.

Zhang Guocai knew Shen Changan's appetite, so he specially prepared a large bowl of noodles for him.

Everyone ate very quickly after sitting down, except Jiang Li, who ate his noodles very slowly and politely.

She is used to eating rice and eats less noodles. Plus, she doesn't have a big appetite, so she can't eat much.

The three men put down their bowls, and Jiang Li only ate half a bowl.

Zhang Guocai stared at her face again and again, and asked worriedly: "Xiao Li, why are you eating noodles so slowly today?"

As soon as Zhang Guocai opened his mouth, Shen Changan raised his head and couldn't help but have some thoughts in his mind.

Was it because he was here that Xiao Li ate his noodles so politely? In that case, he still had some weight in Jiang Li's heart?

Thinking of this, Shen Changan suddenly felt happy.

"Uncle, I'm not a fast eater to begin with. You know I had a blister in my mouth today, so I ate even slower than usual."

After Jiang Li's explanation, Zhang Guocai suddenly realized it. Shen Changan found that he was being too sentimental. He covered his mouth with a little embarrassment and coughed lightly.

Jiang Li quickened the pace of eating noodles, but having a blister in his mouth was indeed very uncomfortable. He would easily bite the blister while eating, causing pain in his mouth.

It must be because I have been running around outside recently and I was particularly anxious, which caused me to get irritated.

"So that's how it is. Then take your time eating. Uncle is going to go to work first. The people in the next village are waiting for this basket!"

Zhang Guocai was excitedly preparing to go to work, but Shen Changan quickly stopped him.

"Uncle, didn't you just say you wanted to show me the blueprints Jiang Li drew? Could you please take them for me now?"

Shen Changan has already spoken so politely. If Zhang Guocai doesn't bring the drawings over, it would be too disrespectful to him.

"Okay, okay, come with me."

Zhang Guocai brought Shen Changan to the yard, and the drawings were placed under the bench in the yard.

He handed over a handful of blueprints and couldn't help but mutter something.

"You're not much younger than me, so stop calling me uncle all the time. You're making me sound old. Weren't you nice enough to call me brother last time? Why aren't you calling me uncle now?"

Zhang Guocai was quite puzzled. Why did this person change the way he addressed him so suddenly?

"Although I'm only a few years younger than you, you're older than me. I'm Jiang Yi's teacher, so it's not excessive for me to follow him and call you uncle."

Shen Changan was still explaining seriously, but Zhang Guocai waved his hand impatiently.

"No, no, you can't call me uncle. When you call me uncle, I feel like I'm in my forties or fifties. It doesn't feel good."

Shen Changan smiled helplessly. Ever since he knew that the two children were his, it was absolutely impossible for him to call Zhang Guocai "Brother". Calling him brother one after another, uncle the next, wouldn't that mess up the generations?

"Scream if you want to."

Shen Changan insisted on his own ideas, and Zhang Guocai was almost vomiting blood because of him.

"Alright, alright, whatever you want. If you stop yelling, I can live a few more years. Here are the drawings, take your time to look at them. I'm going to get back to work."

Zhang Guocai stuffed the drawings into Shen Changan's arms, picked up the half-woven basket and started working on his own.

Shen Changan took the drawing and glanced at it casually, and was quickly attracted by the exquisite patterns and creative designs on it.

He looked at it casually at first, but later he looked more and more seriously, and was more and more amazed.

Jiang Li looks thin and his head is not very big. What's wrong with his head? How can he have so many novel ideas?

After Shen Changan finished reading all the drawings, he only had admiration for Jiang Li.

"Okay, okay, stop looking. I'm showing it to you because you're Jiang Yi's teacher. You must not copy our little Li'er's design."

Zhang Guocai hid the drawings behind him and said with some caution.

Although his niece could draw more drawings, Zhang Guocai didn't want to make her so tired. As long as these drawings were not leaked, they could still be used for a long time based on the current situation and market.

"Uncle, cough cough, I won't."

Shen Changan originally wanted to call Zhang Guocai uncle, but when he saw his warning look, he quickly coughed twice and took back his words.

"That's good. It's almost Chinese New Year, don't you need to go home? If you have nothing else to do, go back first. Even at your age, you should still think about your family and stop thinking about going out all the time."

Since Shen Changan always called him uncle, Zhang Guocai took out his uncle's identity and scolded him rudely.

"Yes, yes, uncle is right. I need Jiang Li to do me a favor. I should go back tonight. If I go back late, my family will be worried."

Shen Changan looked into the room and saw Jiang Li still concentrating on eating noodles, not caring about their conversation at all.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Li put down the bowl of noodles, and Jiang Yi, who had been waiting on the side, quickly took a rag and wiped the table.

"Such a nice table, I must clean it every time after eating!"

Jiang Yi was talking to himself while working. Jiang Li put down the bowl and came back to sit on the chair to take a break. Shen Changan immediately sat on the chair next to her.

The two people were a little close to each other, and Jiang Li leaned to the side a little uncomfortably.

"Teacher Shen, I remember you ran away from home. The New Year is coming soon. Don't you need to go back? Aren't you worried that your family will be angry?"

"I've already escaped, so let them be angry if they want. It won't hurt to wait a little longer. I'm here to talk to you about something serious, so don't take me as a joke."

Shen Changan said with a serious face. He was originally a soldier. When he was not smiling or talking, he looked majestic. Jiang Li sat up straight unconsciously.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"I have a portrait of a person and I would like you to help me draw it."