Seeing that her son Shitou was also very curious about these works of art, Shen Qiqi came up with a plan to "drag him into the trap."

She picked up a piece of wood, handed it to Shi Tou, and said with a smile: "Son, do you want to draw together? Look, this piece of wood is your canvas, you can draw whatever you want!" When Shi Tou heard this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No! Drawing is boring, I still like to play my 'Ultraman'!" He curled his lips, with a little expression of "Don't try to fool me", and "rejection" was written all over his body.

Shen Qiqi had expected him to do this, and she calmly picked out a few bright colors from the paint box, painted them on the wooden board a few times, then picked up a small stone, dipped it in the paint, and printed small footprints on the wooden board.

"Look, isn't this fun? You can also use your hands, your feet, whatever you want to paint!" Shen Qiqi said as she deliberately smeared paint on her face, like a little cat, making Shi Tou laugh.

Shi Tou looked at the paint on Shen Qiqi's face, then at the wooden board in his hand, his curiosity instantly ignited.

He carefully picked up the small stone, dipped it in paint, and made a small handprint on the wooden board, and then a small footprint.

When he saw his "masterpiece", his eyes lit up, he waved his hands excitedly, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Mom, this is fun!"

Shen Qiqi looked at the happy smile on Shi Tou's face, and her heart was also filled with joy.

This little guy just needs to be taught a lesson, he gets it right at once!

She picked up a few small stones and asked him to draw on them. She also taught him how to use different colors and techniques.

Shitou was having a lot of fun, dancing and clapping his hands as if he had discovered a new world, and never mentioned his "Ultraman" again.

The eldest uncle and his wife watched from the side, their faces full of surprise. This Shen Qiqi was really capable. She could actually calm down the little devil Shitou and have so much fun!

At this moment, Mrs. Lu suddenly spoke: "Qiqi, you made it look quite realistic!" She paused and said, "It's just that this paint is a bit too wasteful." Lu Qingze walked to Shen Qiqi, picked up a small stone, and said with a smile: "This color is quite beautiful, let me try it too."

Shen Qiqi looked at the "art corner" that was gradually taking shape in front of her, and a small sense of accomplishment rose in her heart.

Abandoned tin cans became colorful vases, rough stones transformed into cute "little animals", and even those inconspicuous scraps of cloth were transformed into lovely dolls under her skillful hands.

These small items are placed together in an orderly manner, giving off a sense of "wild growth" art, adding a bit of liveliness to the originally monotonous room.

The breeze came through the window, bringing a breath of fresh air, blowing the "abstract painting" made of scraps of cloth hanging on the wall, making a rustling sound, as if accompanying this small art space.

The sunlight shines on these objects, reflecting a soft halo that is warm and healing.

The atmosphere in the whole room became relaxed, as if even the air was filled with the fragrance of art.

Old Mrs. Lu's expression also softened a lot, no longer as stern as before. She picked up a doll and looked at it carefully, with a barely perceptible smile on her face, like a melting iceberg, rare and precious.

Although the eldest uncle's wife still had a "disdainful" expression, the way she secretly glanced at those "artworks" betrayed her true thoughts.

The corners of Shen Qiqi's mouth rose slightly. This "silent and subtle" transformation has finally begun to show results!

She secretly clenched her fists. This was just the beginning. Her goal was more than that!

She wants to fill the Lu family, and even the entire village, with an artistic atmosphere!

Lu Qing was like a loyal little fan, his eyes full of admiration for Shen Qiqi.

He picked up a stone painting, played with it in his hands, and marveled at it. He looked as if he was admiring a rare treasure, and his eyes were full of pride that "my wife is so great."

The stone has completely "rebelled". He has long forgotten his "Ultraman". Now he is squatting on the ground, concentrating on painting a stone. His little face is full of seriousness and excitement, like a little artist.

He raised his head from time to time, looking at Shen Qiqi for help, muttering incoherently: "Mom, does this color look good?"

"It looks good, of course it looks good, our Shitou draws the best!" Shen Qiqi smiled and rubbed Shitou's little head, her heart as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Seeing this harmonious scene, Mrs. Lu sighed softly, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly. Then, as if she had thought of something, she frowned and said with a hint of worry, "Qiqi, you made it look really good, but... this paint is too wasteful. You have to use it sparingly."

When Shen Qiqi heard this, her heart moved, and she knew that the old lady was still worried about money.

It seems that we need to find a way to satisfy her pursuit of art and solve the problem of paint shortage.

She turned to look at Lu Qing, a sly look flashing in her eyes, "Lu Qing, let me tell you something..."