"I'll go get something." Qin Miaomiao glanced at Pei Qingyuan, then found the paper and pen that she had borrowed and never returned, and began to write and draw.
Pei Qingyuan shuddered. There was something wrong with the look Qin Miaomiao gave him just now. What kind of weird idea was she coming up with?
Tian Daxiao brought Pei Qingyuan into the house and filled a basin with water.
Liu Mengzhu and Qin Miaomiao also cover each other. Now the water used at home comes from a combination of lake water and spring water.
But no one noticed that some small changes had actually taken place in their bodies.
Qin Miaomiao spent more than half an hour in the house revising and drawing.
During this time, Liu Mengzhu went in to take a look, but as soon as she entered, Qin Miaomiao immediately reached out to cover the paper in front of her.
"Oh, don't look, don't look, this is a secret." Qin Miaomiao said to Liu Mengzhu, and then asked Liu Mengzhu to go out first, and she was about to finish painting.
Liu Mengzhu didn't say anything, but just walked out and closed the door considerately.
Half an hour later, Qin Miaomiao came out with two pieces of paper.
Qin Miaomiao looked around and then found Tian Daxiao.
"Mom, come here, I'll show you something good."
Tian Daxiao was busy. When he heard Qin Miaomiao's voice, he immediately put down what he was holding and walked to Qin Miaomiao's side.
"What's wrong?" Tian Daxiao looked confused.
Qin Miaomiao looked around, then pulled Tian Daxiao aside.
"Mom, take a look at this." Qin Miaomiao handed the drawn paper to Tian Daxiao.
Tian Daxiao took it and looked at it.
Then he looked at Qin Miaomiao with surprise.
"Miaomiao, did you draw this?"
Qin Miaomiao nodded proudly, "Yes, I drew it. Hey, Mom, can you make it?"
Tian Daxiao's face looked a little embarrassed.
How to say it?
After all, Qin Miaomiao is just a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. How could she draw this?
"I can do it, but Miaomiao, how did you come up with the idea of drawing this?" Tian laughed and pointed at the two pairs of pants, one long and one short, drawn by Qin Miaomiao on the paper.
Men's pants, to be exact.
One is shorts and the other is trousers.
"Ahem, it's my grandfather. He wasn't very well before, so my grandmother made these pants for him. Mom, these are very good for Pei Qingyuan. When he needs to pee urgently..."
As he spoke, Qin Miaomiao pulled down his pants and stretched out his hand to demonstrate.
Tian Daxiao was so scared that he quickly grabbed Qin Miaomiao's hand.
I didn’t expect that this best friend is so brave that she dares to learn this.
Even Tian Daxiao, who already has two older sons, felt embarrassed to see Qin Miaomiao like this.
"Mom already knows, your painting is very good, but Miaomiao, you are a girl, don't tell others about it when you go out."
Qin Miaomiao then realized that she was not in the open-minded postmodern era.
So she smiled sheepishly and said, "I know, mother."
Tian Daxiao didn't say much. He took Qin Miaomiao's paintings and went to Pei Qingyuan's room. He took out two pairs of pants that Pei Qingyuan had washed and put away.
Pei Qingyuan was already sitting on the kang, reading a book.
He was also surprised to see that Tian Daxiao actually took his pants away.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Pei Qingyuan asked.
His pants were in good condition, not torn and had no other problems. I don't know why his mother suddenly took them away.
Tian Da smiled and just said, "You'll know soon."
Pei Qingyuan was also confused.
After Qin Miaomiao finished everything she needed to do today, she took out a durian and started eating it.
So delicious.
A strong smell of fragrance drifted to the next door.
Pei Qingyuan sniffed and pinched his nose.
It’s this smell again, what is it?
Qin Miaomiao finished one piece in just a few bites, then picked up another and took a few more big bites.
"Bang."
There was a sound coming from next door to Pei Qingyuan.
When Qin Miaomiao heard this, she immediately stuffed the durian in her hand into her mouth and ran over in a hurry.
Pei Qingyuan rubbed his head.
Just now, the pen in his hand fell to the ground. He wanted to pick it up, but because the kang was a little high, his head was too low and he bumped into the table beside the kang.
"What's wrong?" Qin Miaomiao was the first to enter the house with a big mouthful of durian.
Pei Qingyuan looked up at Qin Miaomiao.
Qin Miaomiao's mouth was still wrapped with something.
There is a little yellow stuff around the mouth.
"What's wrong with you?" As soon as he opened his mouth, a foul smell wafted out.
Pei Qingyuan was shocked.
Did Qin Miaomiao eat... shit?
No way?
Pei Qingyuan's mouth puffed up and he rolled his eyes a few times.
Then he turned his head to the kang, "yue~~~~"
Qin Miaomiao: “???”
"Qin Miaomiao, you...yue~~"
"Qin Miaomiao, you actually eat shit?"
Pei Qingyuan's eyes were already wet.
Qin Miaomiao; “…”
"You're the one who eats shit. You're the one who eats shit. This is durian. Do you understand?"
Qin Miaomiao was so angry that she came in front of Pei Qingyuan, opened her mouth wide and blew a breath at Pei Qingyuan.
A foul smell hit him, and Pei Qingyuan quickly turned away from Qin Miaomiao.
"Pei Qingyuan, didn't you say that I eat shit? Yes, I do eat shit. Do you want to smell it?" Qin Miaomiao came closer to Pei Qingyuan again.
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