Chapter 245 My dad won't let me play with you
After staring at it for a long time, Commander Lou still couldn't figure out what shape it was. Under the expectant gaze of his daughter in his arms, he pretended to think while glaring sternly at Lou Hongjian.
Is this how you teach your younger sister?!
Lou Hongjian whispered a reminder: "Dad, it's a person."
"People? Oh!" Lou Dashuai suddenly realized, "Mao Mao drew our whole family?"
Mao Mao exclaimed happily, "That's right!"
She pointed to the largest, indistinct black ball: "This is Daddy."
"This is the older brother."
"Second brother."
"Big Mama..."
The drawing paper was covered with colorful paints, forming all sorts of strange shapes, each representing a different person.
As Lou Dashuai listened to her introduction, his eyes quickly swept over Mao Mao's painting.
It's not finished yet, but seventeen color patches have already been drawn.
Seventeen yuan?!
Do they have that many people in their family?!
Lou Dashuai pointed to another black shape on the edge, which Mao Mao hadn't introduced yet.
Commander Lou asked, "Mao Mao, who is this?"
Mao Mao said happily, "It's Uncle!"
Commander Lou: "..."
Lou Dashuai: "Which uncle?"
"This is for Uncle Chen, the goldfish." Mao Mao then pointed to a blue ball next to her: "This is Uncle Chen."
Lou Dashuai's heart was breaking: "Mao Mao, this is a family portrait. Why did you draw those two in? They're not family members."
"The uncles are Mao Mao's friends."
She continued happily, "This is my older sister, and this is my older brother Sen Sen..."
This isn't a family photo; it's a drawing of people that Mao Mao knows!
The uncles are Mao Mao's good friends, and of course she won't forget them. There are still blank spaces on the drawing paper; besides family and friends, she also plans to draw Mrs. He, who sells wontons, He Mingshu, Grandpa and Grandma Yang, and the family's maid, Ah Chun…
My brother said that Mao Mao drew people today, and that she recognized a lot of people.
She happily swung her little pigtails and scribbled on the drawing paper.
Lou Dashuai, however, found the two black and blue shapes very displeasing.
Even though these two shapes are not human-shaped and are just blocks of color, he is still very unhappy that they are on the same drawing paper as Mao Mao.
He rudely pulled over a blank sheet of paper and blocked it, saying, "Mao Mao, we won't draw them, we'll draw something else."
"Okay." Mao Mao grabbed her paintbrush and obediently asked, "What should I draw?"
Lou Hongjian cleared his throat: "Ahem, Dad, I am Mao Mao's art teacher."
Lou Dashuai ignored him: "Just draw... just draw you and Dad, just the two of us."
"oh."
Mao Mao nodded obediently.
Lou Dashuai also picked up a paintbrush and half-embraced his daughter: "Maomao, let Daddy help you paint."
Lou Hongjian: Who exactly is the art teacher... never mind.
He knew that once his father arrived, he wouldn't be able to get Mao Mao.
Before the second painting had been finished, the grandfather clock in the hall chimed twice, signaling the end of get out of class.
The art teacher announced the end of get out of class, and Mao Mao put down her paintbrush, climbed down from her seat, and ran to wash her little hands, which were covered in crayon marks, leaving Lou Dashuai to create his artwork alone.
The two had only painted half of the picture when the real elementary school student left, but Lou Dashuai was engrossed in it. Although his painting skills were not as exquisite as Lou Hongjian's, he could still draw human figures. Lou Dashuai was painting with great enthusiasm and had already decided that as soon as he finished, he would frame it and hang it on the wall.
This is a collaborative creation between him and Mao Mao!
Mao Mao has already run off to play.
After class, it's time for snacks.
After eating a red bean pastry, Mao Mao happily ran off to ride her little car.
Recently, the weather has been getting hotter and hotter, showing signs of midsummer. The sun is getting brighter and brighter, so the ladies don't allow Mao Mao to ride her bike for too long, afraid that she will get sunburned. So, the time after her art class every day has become Mao Mao's fixed time to ride her bike.
She climbed into the car seat, turned the steering wheel, and began pedaling furiously.
She patted the horn on the steering wheel, and the big white cat, hearing the sound, appeared out of nowhere, wagging its tail and squeezing into her seat. The two of them then rode the little car together for a spin.
It's gotten much hotter lately.
After only two laps in the courtyard, Mao Mao was already sweating profusely.
She pedaled the little bike, panting, "Kitty, let's ride one more lap!"
Meow~
Halfway through the third lap, a black car drove up from a distance and stopped outside the iron gate.
The sound of the car attracted Mao Mao. She turned the steering wheel and drove toward the gate. There she saw a familiar figure get out of the car.
He was dressed in a familiar black long gown and held an invitation.
It was Nie Zhengyun, whom I hadn't seen in a long time.
Mao Mao suddenly opened her eyes wide with a "Wow!"
She greeted him happily, "Uncle!"
"Miss Mao Mao." Nie Zhengyun waved the invitation in his hand and said with a smile, "I've come to deliver another invitation to you."
This really hit the nail on the head for Mao Mao!
She pedaled even harder, and soon the cart carrying a person and a cat arrived in front of Nie Zhengyun.
only……
Nie Zhengyun looked up at the iron gate separating the two of them.
In the past, when he came, this iron gate was always wide open, welcoming guests.
Why are they so tightly closed today?
Fortunately, even with the iron gate closed, they could still talk through the gaps.
Mao Mao quickly climbed down from the cart and ran to him.
She had just been pedaling her bike for a long time, and after the physical exertion, her face was flushed, her wet, tousled hair clung to her cheeks, and she was steaming.
It looks like a freshly cooked red bean and glutinous rice ball.
Nie Zhengyun took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her face.
After wiping, Mao Mao obediently thanked him, "Thank you, Uncle."
"You're welcome, Miss Mao Mao." Nie Zhengyun put away the handkerchief and handed the invitation through the gap in the iron gate: "Here, take this."
They made a promise when they parted last time.
The next time he invites Mao Mao to his house, he'll use the invitation Mao Mao likes best. Therefore, Nie Zhengyun personally came to deliver the invitation today.
“The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon,” Nie Zhengyun said. “My cook can make eight different kinds of zongzi. I would like to invite Miss Mao Mao to eat zongzi. If Miss Mao Mao doesn’t mind, I would also like to hear you play the harmonica again.”
Eating zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) and playing the harmonica.
This invitation truly touched Mao Mao's heart.
But after thinking about it, Mao Mao withdrew her little hand, which had already reached out to receive the invitation, and put it behind her back.
She shook her head: "Uncle, my dad won't let me play with you."
Nie Zhengyun paused.
"Why?"
He wondered to himself: Is the commander still angry?
It's truly an injustice. While he didn't stop his subordinates from spreading rumors about a 'Young lady from the Green Gang,' he also didn't deliberately publicize it. So much time has passed; hasn't the Commander-in-Chief calmed down yet?
He waited a long time, thinking that Lou Wenshan would forget about the matter, so that the invitation could be successful.
Mao Mao obediently said, "Dad said that Mao Mao can no longer go to your house to play."
Nie Zhengyun said, "If I remember correctly, you visited Shen Zhaolin's family a few days ago."
Mao Mao didn't know how he knew, and was still nodding and saying to him through the iron gate, "Uncle Chen said he wants to be Mao Mao's dad. Dad is very angry, so he won't let me go play."
Nie Zhengyun: "..."
Nie Zhengyun's smile vanished completely, his expression suddenly turning terrifying, and even his usually gentle tone became sinister: "Shen Zhaolin... also wants to be your father?"
"Yes."
Mao Mao was completely unaware and continued telling him, "That day, Uncle Shen came to my house and said he wanted to be Mao Mao's godfather... Oh, like you were before, Uncle!"
Nie Zhengyun: "..."
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