Thud!
The little girl was so startled that her hand trembled, and her paintbrush fell onto the table.
Her petal-like lips trembled, and she looked at him with a tearful expression.
Grandpa Guo: ...
No, he hasn't said anything yet, why is the little girl crying!
"Grandpa!"
Huo Yusen put down his paintbrush and strode over.
Seeing Qiqi's tears, her little face immediately fell. "Qiqi is still so young, what are you doing!"
"Look at this for yourself! What is this?!" Grandpa Guo was so angry his chest ached. He pointed to a page of earthworms that Qiqi had drawn. "I could scatter a handful of rice on paper and draw a chicken better than her!"
"Waaah!"
Unexpectedly, the old man had such a sharp tongue. Even though she already had a good idea of her own painting skills, Qiqi still couldn't hold back and her pride collapsed!
Huo Yusen was immediately heartbroken when the little girl cried.
He quickly hugged the little girl and comforted her, "Qiqi, don't cry, don't cry. Don't listen to Grandpa's nonsense. Our Qiqi draws very well! Look at this earthworm, how realistic it is!"
Instead of comforting her, Qiqi cried even louder.
Huo Yusen: ...
No, is he wrong?
Grandpa Guo sneered, "These are the horizontal lines she drew!"
Huo Yusen: ...
It’s over!
"No, what I mean is, even if Qiqi draws a straight line like an earthworm, it's still a cute earthworm!"
Huo Yusen was completely making things up. "Besides, nobody in this world has the ability to draw a straight line like an earthworm. So, our Qiqi is really great. No, she's the best!"
The little girl was easy to coax. She blinked her big, innocent eyes and looked at him with clear, bewildered eyes. "Really? Brother Xiao Jiu, you're not lying to me, are you?"
The little girl still had tears on her eyelashes, and her eyes, washed by the tears, looked even clearer and cleaner, making people feel very soft-hearted.
Huo Yusen's tone softened, like winter snow melting into water, "Of course, when has Brother Jiu ever lied to you? And looking at Qiqi's paintings, they're like the talismans she draws, making people feel at ease!"
Qiqi was completely appeased.
"Brother Xiao Jiu, you're so smart! I just copied the talisman!"
Grandpa Guo sneered from the side, "That's right, it's definitely scribbles!"
Huo Yusen: ...
Grandpa, it's okay if you don't speak much!
Qiqi pouted, about to cry again!
When Grandpa Guo saw her like this, he yelled again before he could even think, "Stop crying!"
Startled by the shout, Qiqi could no longer hold back and cried out "Waaah!" even louder than before.
Downstairs in the kitchen, perhaps because of the mother-daughter connection, Mrs. Ji suddenly turned off the tap and listened carefully.
"What's wrong?" Old Madam Huo looked at her in confusion.
"I don't know why, but I think I heard Qiqi crying."
"That can't be right. Qiqi is so well-behaved and strong. I've never seen her cry!"
Grandma Wen put down the groceries she was holding. "Why don't we go upstairs and take a look?"
Mrs. Ji was already wiping her hands, and Grandma Huo, who was indeed worried, followed suit.
As soon as the three of them left the kitchen, they heard Qiqi crying.
"Oh dear, why are you actually crying?"
"Go quickly and see what's going on! Could that old man have gone mad again?!"
Grandma Wen ran and cursed as she went, and the three of them hurried upstairs.
Grandma Huo was the first to push open the study door. "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Upon seeing Qiqi's teary eyes, she quickly asked, "Oh dear Qiqi, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Seeing Qiqi cry, Grandma Huo was heartbroken and quickly hugged and comforted her.
"Waaaah... Grandma, Grandpa, Grandpa said, said my drawing is, is just scribbles, waaaah..."
The little girl was crying so hard she could barely breathe and could barely speak; it was heartbreaking to hear.
"Don't cry, don't cry, Grandma Wen will teach her a lesson!" Grandma Wen was furious.
The young girl came to visit happily, and was very polite and courteous. You, an old man, actually made her cry.
"If you can't teach, then don't. How old is she? So what if her drawing is a little bad? You think you're so great just because you can say a few sarcastic things?!"
Grandma Wen unleashed a torrent of abuse, leaving Grandpa Guo speechless.
Madam Ji walked over, picked up Qiqi's drawing, glanced at it, and said gently, "This earthworm is drawn quite well!"
Her tone was gentle, but her attitude was firm, and her gaze towards Grandpa Guo clearly showed her dissatisfaction.
Grandpa Guo, expressionless, repeated, "Those were the horizontal lines she drew!"
Madam Ji: ...
Her eyelashes fluttered, and she looked at the paper in her hand again.
This is... a horizontal line?
No wonder Mr. Guo was so angry.
Madam Ji was speechless for a moment.
Grandma Huo craned her neck to take a look, her face stern. "What's wrong with drawing the horizontal line like this? Isn't it cute? You couldn't draw it even if you wanted to!"
Grandpa Guo: ...
They really are grandfather and grandson; their excuses for others are exactly the same!
"What are you looking at?" Grandma Wen saw him glaring at Grandma Huo and pushed Grandpa Guo. "Did Old Huo say something wrong? This horizontal line is really cute!"
Grandpa Guo: ...
What else could he say?!
He realized that this group of people were all on the little girl's side, and he was all alone and helpless. He couldn't reason with them!
"I can't be bothered arguing with you guys!"
Grandpa Guo had no choice but to turn around and leave.
As I walked, I couldn't help but look at the little girl whose eyes were red from crying and who was still sobbing. Her pretty little face looked so pitiful, it really broke my heart.
Grandpa Guo couldn't help but reflect: Was it really because his expectations were too high?
The little girl is only three years old. As they said, it's quite cute to draw horizontal lines like earthworms. There's no need to have too high expectations!
Thinking this, a hint of guilt flashed across Grandpa Guo's stern face.
His mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something.
But seeing that Grandma Huo and the others were staring at him, and feeling somewhat embarrassed, he finally just snorted and walked away with his hands behind his back.
"Qibao, be good, don't cry!" Grandma Wen also came over to comfort the little girl. "Your maternal grandfather is just like that, he has a sharp tongue but a good heart. Grandma Wen apologizes to you on his behalf, okay? Oh dear, look at our little faces, you won't be pretty if you keep crying."
"Am I really not pretty anymore?" The little girl immediately became worried and wanted to look in the mirror.
"No, no, it's still very beautiful," Madam Ji quickly reassured her.
Although she felt sorry for her daughter, Madam Ji gently reasoned with her while wiping away her tears.
“Qibao, although Grandpa Guo was a bit harsh, Qibao did draw the horizontal line incorrectly. Of course, Mom knows that it's because Qibao is still young and hasn't learned it yet.”
Upon hearing this, Qiqi immediately sensed something was wrong.
"Mother……"
Unfortunately, it still couldn't stop the bad news that followed.
"So Mom has decided to send Qibao to kindergarten in September. Qibao, it's time to go to school!"
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