Ju Bai was startled and asked cautiously.
"Master, are you feeling unwell?"
"No problem!"
"But you're not in a good mood?"
Sherry stopped talking and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.
The room fell silent.
She had just discovered that the original owner had a small, round face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and looked kind and gentle.
But Sherry isn't like that at all...
Three-year-old Hongming ran in, wrapped up like a little dumpling by the nannies.
"Mother, Mother..." The little voice came from afar, and Xue Li felt much better when she heard the sweet voice.
"Little one, did you miss your mother?" Shirley hugged him and kissed his fair little face.
"I've thought about it! Hehehe..." The little guy loves to laugh, his little mouth grinning with joy.
"Mother misses you too!" Shirley sat on the tatami with the little one in her arms, and the little one held the "Mustard Seed Garden Manual of Painting" and told her stories in a babyish voice.
The main author of the Mustard Seed Garden Manual of Painting was Wang Gai, who, along with his brothers Wang Shi and Wang Nie, as well as Zhu Sheng and others, participated in the compilation of this painting manual.
This painting manual represents the pinnacle of woodblock color printing in the early Qing Dynasty.
Sherry glanced at it several times and confirmed that it was indeed a drawing.
As a result, the little guy looked at the picture and made up his own story, which was quite interesting.
Sherry was delighted to hear that!
The little guy, seeing the barely suppressed smile on her face, thought he was greatly encouraged.
With her eyes sparkling, she spoke with even more enthusiasm.
This perfectly illustrates just how rich the imagination can be in a child whose thinking is not constrained.
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