Yunmian felt something was wrong. As she followed her father away, she turned her head and winked at the Third Master.
Dad is so fierce.
Brother Chu, save me.
When the Third Master received Yun Mian's look, he sighed helplessly.
It was always at times like this that the girl realized how important he was.
"Uncle Yun, please be gentle when holding Sister Mianmian's hand. You've made her hand red."
Afraid that Yun Mian and Yun Yongcheng would get beaten if they went back, the Third Master sighed helplessly and followed them happily.
Yun Yongcheng thought he had really scratched the little girl's hand until it turned red. When he looked down, he found that the little girl's arm was as tender as a white lotus root.
Yuer is too nervous. He seems to be even more nervous than his father.
Return to Lao Yun’s yard.
Yun Yongcheng took Yun Mian to the melon rack.
"Mianmian, tell me the truth about the painting you asked me to give to Aunt Qin Yu today."
Yun Mian felt so guilty that she didn't dare to look into her father's eyes. She lowered her head and secretly pointed the index fingers of both hands together.
"No...I didn't draw anything, just three people."
She didn't lie. Her parents were holding her hand when she was little, so there were indeed three of them.
Look, the little pink ball doesn’t even dare to raise its head.
Yun Yongcheng didn't believe it.
If it was just a drawing of three ordinary figures, why would Comrade Qin Yu's tone on the phone just now be so strange?
"Who are the three people in the painting?"
Yun Mian replied in a low voice: "Dad, Aunt Qin and I."
When the sound of milk fell, Yun Yongcheng almost fell off the stone bench.
A picture emerged in his mind.
Why do my father, Aunt Qin and I look like a family portrait?
No wonder Comrade Qin Yu spoke in a strange tone on the phone just now.
"Mianmian, do you know that you are causing trouble for Aunt Qin by doing this?"
Yun Yongcheng spoke unhappily and reached out to pat Yun Mian's butt gently.
When he saw Yunmian was beaten on the buttocks, the third master hurriedly approached Yunmian, protected her, and looked at Yun Yongcheng warily.
"Uncle Yun, a gentleman takes action, not words."
The saying "A gentleman acts rather than talks" almost made Lu Feng, who was roasting a cow's head in the shade nearby, burst out laughing.
Is Mr. San here to make people laugh?
Yun Aiguo raised his head, his eyes fell on his son, and he frowned and asked, "Why did you hit Mianmian for no reason?"
The little granddaughter was spanked on the buttocks. Although it was a light blow, the old man still felt a little distressed.
"If your mother sees you beating up Mianmian again, she'll definitely punish you."
Thinking of his mother's power, Yun Yongcheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and he quickly hid the hand that had slapped the little girl's butt behind his back.
Lu Feng asked with a smile: "Brother Yongcheng, what bad things did Mianmian do to make you angry?"
Yun Yongcheng was too embarrassed to answer Lu Feng, his face flushed and he remained silent.
"Uncle Yun is always serious. Sister Mianmian is worried that Uncle Yun won't be able to find a wife, so she drew a family portrait for Aunt Qin Yu."
"ha?"
Lu Feng was also shocked by the actions of the two little kids.
The Third Master rolled his eyes at him.
"Sister Mianmian just drew Uncle Yun, Aunt Qin, and herself on the paper. What's the big deal?"
"There's really nothing to be surprised about."
Lu Feng tried hard to suppress his laughter and glanced at Yun Yongcheng with deep sympathy.
Brother Yongcheng, you’re on your own when you encounter these two little devils.
"Dad, what did Aunt Qin say after seeing the painting?"
Yunmian touched her butt which was not hurt by the spanking and asked her father with anticipation.
Yun Yongcheng glared at her: "How dare you ask."
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