Chapter 215 Studio
Qin Kun is very good at making hand-rolled noodles. The little one can eat a big bowl of it at a time, plus a poached egg.
"That depends on your performance!" He wiped the little guy's saliva and carried him to wash and change clothes.
When the father and son got themselves ready, Su Siwen was still asleep.
Qin Kun saw him tossing and turning in bed, looking like he was about to wake up, so he walked over and sat beside the bed, then reached his hand into the quilt and rubbed his legs.
"Kunkun, Daddy is in pain?" The little guy spoke in a soft voice, for fear of waking up his father.
Qin Kun said it didn't hurt, just a little itchy, and it would be fine after scratching.
Su Youli, with curly hair, lifted the quilt, put his head in, and gently pressed his father's knees with his little hands. His expression buried in the quilt looked very serious.
Su Siwen, who had not slept soundly just now, slowly relaxed his slightly frowned brows and continued to have a sweet dream.
After breakfast, Qin Kun carried Youyou to another villa, which only took a few minutes to walk through the side door.
The path between the two villas has also been renovated, making it very user-friendly for people like Su Siwen who have limited mobility.
The villa was tidy and clean. Qin Kun casually touched the cabinet at the entrance and could not see any dust.
The housekeeper came over early in the morning to turn on the air conditioner in the villa, and now it is as warm as spring inside.
Little Su Youli squatted down, took out his own slippers from the shoe cabinet, changed into them himself, and raised his hand to take off the little hat on his head.
The shoe cabinet was filled with new shoes, and Qin Kun could tell at a glance that they were his and Siwen's shoe sizes.
The pair of shoes on the little guy's feet looked like they had been worn for some time, and Qin Kun was a little confused.
"Youyou, do you come here often?"
The little guy stood on the small stool next to the cupboard with ease. He only needed to reach out and easily get the yogurt on it.
The little guy grabbed the yogurt and turned to look at his father: "Yes."
Mom and Dad said that this house will be the home of Big Dad and Little Dad from now on, and they will live together forever.
The little guy was so happy that every time Grandpa Li asked someone to come and repair the garden, paint the walls, or clean the yard, he would follow Grandpa Li.
In order to improve his working ability, Tang Dou also bought him a set of cleaning tools suitable for children.
There is a piece of land behind the side door of the kitchen, where there is a small cream-colored bucket containing a small shovel for the little ones to farm.
When the fathers were not back, he would come and clean up every day after coming back from kindergarten.
Then he sat at the door in a daze for a long time, holding his cheek, looking at the sky and thinking about his two fathers.
Drinking the yogurt handed to him by his son, Qin Kun carried him upstairs. The scene in front of him surprised him.
There are several award-winning works of Siwen hanging in the corridor on the second floor, as well as several paintings that Su Youli drew when he was in kindergarten.
Each painting was framed, enough to show the Shen family's intentions.
Qin Kun stood in front of a painting for a while, and asked Youyou: "Why is your little father's painting here?"
The little guy in his arms opened his round eyes and said accusingly, "Dad, don't you know?"
Qin Kun: "Hmm?"
"Mum said that my dad is really good. These paintings are all his winning works in competitions."
Su Siwen lived in poverty when he was young, and he could win prizes by participating in competitions. So, he participated in many competitions during his high school and college years.
Su Siwen didn't care whether the competition was authoritative or not. As long as he got into the top three, his living expenses for the future would be secured.
His works were downloaded by Chu Ying from the official websites of several large-scale competitions. After printing, they were framed and hung here for display.
"Daddy, this is your room and baby daddy's."
The little guy tiptoed to turn the door handle.
The layout of the room was obviously different from the last time, with many more wooden-style furnishings. Qin Kun felt that it was a bit like their old house in Yunshui Street.
After showing his dad around the room and helping him pack his luggage, the little guy got to eat the hand-rolled noodles his dad made for him as he wished.
It's just a small bowl and an adult can finish it in one bite.
When the little guy finished eating, Su Siwen came over slowly, yawning.
He went through the main door, which was equipped with a fingerprint combination lock.
When he went out, he met Butler Li, who told him that the password was Youyou's birthday and asked them to remember to record their fingerprints so that it would be easier to open the door.
Su Siwen had no plans to have his fingerprints recorded, nor did he plan to live here for a long time.
The little guy, who was still a little greedy after eating the noodles, was fed a small piece of beef by Su Siwen. The little guy's mouth was full of oil, and he said thank you dad with a smile.
When Su Siwen saw the painting hanging on the wall, his first reaction was shock, and he was filled with emotion.
Almost all of the works here were painted when he was in his early twenties.
Others compete for honor, he competes for life.
Looking at these paintings now, he seems to have used up all his skills in every line.
His fingertips touched one of the paintings. If I remembered correctly, this painting was the gold medal he won in a large-scale painting competition. He used the prize money to pay for two years of tuition.
It would be a lie to say that he was not touched. Looking at this painting reminded him of those fulfilling and busy years.
Su Siwen's student days were unfortunate.
He blamed himself for taking too long to grow up and for giving his parents a better life before they died.
But many times he felt that he was lucky because he met a lover who could walk with him side by side.
His career happens to be his hobby, and he is also lucky to have met many mentors and friends on the road of painting.
With the help of his teacher, he won the gold medal in the Newcomer Painting Cup for the first time and was listed on the school's honor roll. After graduating from high school, a parent hired him as a tutor with a high salary so that he could have money to go to college.
The cold palm of his hand was suddenly pressed into by a soft little hand. Su Siwen lowered his eyes and met a pair of clear big eyes.
"Dad, this is what I drew." The little guy was a little happy and pointed to the painting next to him.
A simple small piece of white drawing paper was framed in a photo frame. The little guy drew the Shen family's garden.
He painted the flowers in the garden with bright colors, blue covered the entire sky, and a golden sun wearing sunglasses hung in the upper right corner.
This painting should be a homework assigned by the kindergarten teacher. There is a beautiful 100 written in red pen in the upper right corner of the drawing paper.
"It's such a beautiful painting, and it even scored a perfect score. It turns out that Youyou is actually a little painter."
The little guy's face was red, his head was buried in his father's knees, and he was giggling like a baby chick.
The little chicken took Su Siwen to another room on the second floor. "Dad." The little guy stood aside and smiled, letting his father open the door himself.
Su Siwen narrowed his eyes and cooperated by raising his hand to open the door.
In front of you is a spacious and bright space, with floor-to-ceiling windows framing the outdoor scenery.
The solid wood easel has a luxurious texture, and the long table by the window is filled with neatly arranged painting tools, including all kinds of paints and brushes.
The thick cashmere carpet and the velvet sofa placed in the center look soft and comfortable.
This was the second time Su Siwen was shocked today. Chu Ying and Shen Minyan actually set up a studio for him!
Before this, he thought Chu Ying's words about treating him and Qin Kun as brothers were just a courtesy, but he didn't expect...
He opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, but the little guy next to him couldn't wait any longer and circled around the wheelchair, "Dad, do you like it here?"
After the little guy finished speaking, he happily jumped into his arms, raised his chubby little face, and there were stars in his eyes when he smiled.
"My parents and I designed this together. I chose this sofa. Dad, do you think it looks good?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
