The proficiency life of rebirth

Chapter 126 People want to feed you too
"My dear mother, you are back, what delicious food did you buy, please let me see."

Seeing Wang Dongmei came back, Lin Xiaomiao pulled Xu Qianqian and ran forward.

"Aside from eating, what else do you know?"

Wang Dongmei gave Lin Xiaomiao a blank look, turned her head and smiled at Xu Qianqian, "Qiqian, you can play with your sister Miao for a while, and Auntie will make you some fruit and milk, okay?"

"Thank you, Auntie." Xu Qianqian lowered her head and whispered.

"I want it too, I want it too." Lin Xiaomiao raised her hand to signal, and shouted loudly, for fear of losing her share.

"Virtue, you all have it."

Wang Dongmei stretched out her finger and tapped Lin Xiaomiao's forehead, then turned and went into the kitchen.

"Great!"

Lin Xiaomiao happily jumped up on the spot.

Compared with Xu Qianqian, she is more like a child.

As for Xu Dongjun, who was sitting on the sofa, he felt very uncomfortable looking at Xu Qianqian, who was getting more and more introverted.

Lin Youwei seemed to see his worry, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, everything will not be fine. Xiao Miao is not as smart as you, but he is very optimistic. Under Xiao Miao's infection, Qian Sis will surely cheer up."

Xu Dongjun nodded, I hope so.

"Oh! Comrade Lin Youwei, I heard you say my name, so I asked you, are you talking ill of me with Lao Xu?"

Lin Xiaomiao questioned with her hands on her hips.

Lin Youwei smiled and said, "I'm your father, how could I speak ill of you? Dongjun and I are praising you."

"Hmph! I don't believe it."

Lin Xiaomiao raised her head, turned around and said to Xu Qianqian beside her, "Qiqian, do you see that they are all bad people."

"But Brother Jun is a good person?" Xu Qianqian said.

"No, he is the worst, you will know when you grow up."

Lin Xiaomiao gave Xu Dongjun a vicious look.

"is it?"

Xu Qianqian tilted her head in doubt.

Xu Dongjun sat down and lay down the gun again.

He didn't go to play with Lin Xiaomiao and the others, but holding the tablet, he was looking at the representative works of hyper-realistic paintings that Lin Youwei found for him.

[Drawing ability +1]...

Through observation, he constantly improves his proficiency, improves the level of painting ability, and at the same time strengthens his painting path.

Look for the direction, go straight forward, and never look back.

And since it was the first time he came into contact with this type of painting, after watching it for a long time, his eyes were still on the first painting, and he was brushing his proficiency on the first painting.

"Brother Jun, this painting is for you."

Just as Xu Dongjun was concentrating, Xu Qianqian took her finished painting, came to him, and handed the painting in front of Xu Dongjun.

On the painting, she added villains representing Xu Dongjun and Lin Xiaomiao, who stood on the other side of the big tree holding hands with her.

"Thank you!"

Xu Dongjun looked away from the tablet and looked at the painting that Xu Qianqian handed over.

Seeing the two extra villains holding hands, he subconsciously glanced at Lin Xiaomiao.

At this moment, Lin Xiaomiao was pouting her lips and said coquettishly: "Qi Qian, I want it too, can you draw me a picture too?"

It wasn't until Xu Qianqian agreed to her that she became happy.

Xu Dongjun shook his head amusedly, and asked Xu Qianqian: "Does Qianqian like painting? Can Brother Jun teach you?"

"Okay, thank you, Brother Jun." Xu Qianqian said with her big eyes blinking.

"Qiqian, I'll teach you how to draw too, okay?" Lin Xiaomiao yelled, wanting to come out and intervene.

"But sister Xiaomiao's paintings are not as good-looking as Brother Jun's?" Xu Qianqian said innocently.

Lin Xiaomiao immediately became anxious: "How...how is it possible? I just haven't shown enough power, and what he and I are good at is not the same style at all."

"Is that so?" Xu Qianqian said in a daze.

"Of course it's true." Lin Xiaomiao emphasized.

"Then little sister Miao will teach me too." Xu Qianqian said.

"Sissy, don't worry, your little sister Miao will definitely pass on all ten success powers to you."

For this reason, Lin Xiaomiao raised her chin towards Xu Dongjun, as if to say: "Look, Lao Xu, I'm no worse than you."

Xu Dongjun couldn't help laughing at Lin Xiaomiao, who was a child of virtue.

Just as he was about to speak, Wang Dongmei came out from the kitchen: "Kids, come and try my handicraft."

"Come on. Sissy, let's go."

Lin Xiaomiao took Xu Qianqian's hand and stepped forward quickly, wanting to reach out and grab it immediately.

As a result, her hand was slapped back by Wang Dongmei, who had been on guard for a long time, and she stared: "Dongjun hasn't come here yet, why are you in a hurry? You take it last."

"Forehead……"

Lin Xiaomiao's affection was lost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Dongjun, come quickly and try Auntie's handicraft." Wang Dongmei shouted.

"coming."

Xu Dongjun stepped forward with a smile, walked behind Xu Qianqian, and looked at the fruit milk on the table.

The milk is in a solid state, and it is covered with dragon fruit and orange segments. Although it is not eaten, the visual effect is great.

He leaned his nose and sniffed it, and a faint egg fragrance entered his nostrils.

Come to think of it, the milk is mixed with egg whites.

"Dongjun, take whatever you want to eat."

Wang Dongmei gave some instructions, then bent down, and asked Xu Qianqian, "Qiqian, what flavor do you want to eat? Is it orange or dragon fruit?"

Xu Qianqian grabbed Xu Dongjun's trousers and did not speak.

After Xu Dongjun apologized to Wang Dongmei, he squatted down and said, "Does Qianqian want to eat dragon fruit flavor?"

Xu Qianqian nodded.

Xu Dongjun reached out and took a piece of dragon fruit flavor, put it in front of Xu Qianqian, and asked, "What should I say at this time?"

Xu Qianqian said, "Thank you."

Wang Dongmei smiled and said, "You're welcome."

There is still a dragon fruit and an orange flavor left on the dinner table.

Wang Dongmei asked, "Dongjun, what kind of food do you like?"

Xu Dongjun hurriedly said, "Aunt Wang, you don't have to take care of me."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards the bowl of dragon fruit flavor.

His expression was calm, but Lin Xiaomiao at the side became worried.

Lin Xiaomiao opened her eyes wide, staring at Xu Dongjun's hand, praying in her heart: "Take oranges, take oranges..."

Seeing Xu Dongjun stretching out his hand towards the dragon fruit, she felt that the sky was falling!
However, when Xu Dongjun was about to take the bowl of dragon fruit flavor, the direction of his hand suddenly turned, and he picked up the orange flavor on the side.

"Great!"

Lin Xiaomiao yelled in surprise and jumped up on the spot to celebrate.

Wang Dongmei glared at her with a whoosh.

Lin Xiaomiao calmed down in an instant, took her favorite dragon fruit-flavored fruit milk, quietly scooped it up with a spoon, and ate it with big mouthfuls, but her eyes were not quiet at all, they kept staring at it. Xu Dongjun.

Xu Dongjun ignored her, scooped up a spoon with a spoon, and brought it to Xu Qianqian's mouth carefully: "Be careful, blow it before eating."

Xu Qianqian blew two breaths on the spoon obediently, then opened her mouth and bit the mixture of milk and egg white, together with the dragon fruit, into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Xu Dongjun asked softly.

"It's delicious. Brother Jun, you eat too."

Xu Qianqian likes this kind of sweets very much, but the sweets that make people happy can't make her smile.

"it is good."

Xu Dongjun smiled and scooped a spoonful with another spoon, tasted it, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Fragrant, smooth and tender, the fruit inside is simply the finishing touch, and the taste is really great: "Sissy, come and taste this orange flavor."

"Ah~"

Xu Qianqian nodded, opened her small mouth, and waited for Xu Dongjun's feeding.

Seeing Lin Xiaomiao next to him, he suddenly felt that the milk and fruit in his hand were not fragrant, and said in his heart: "I want to feed you too..."

It's a pity that she also thought about it in her heart and dared not speak out.

After Wang Dongmei served the fruit milk to the three children, she walked to the sofa and sat down.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a comic book on the sofa, and her complexion suddenly became dark.

……

After eating snacks and desserts, Xu Dongjun offered to do the dishes.

Wang Dongmei hurried forward and said: "Dongjun, just let it go, Auntie is here."

"Aunt Wang is fine. I have been doing this in our store for a while. I am very experienced, and the washing is clean and fast."

Xu Dongjun didn't let go of the bowl, and walked straight to the kitchen.

Xu Qianqian wanted to keep up, but was stopped by Xu Dongjun.

"Cissy, let's go, let's go play. Sister Xiaomiao will tell you a story." Lin Xiaomiao took Xu Qianqian's little hand and went aside.

Wang Dongmei couldn't help complaining: "I just know how to play. Look at Dongjun, and then look at you. You said that you are so old, have you washed the dishes once? Sissy, don't learn from your sister, Sissy. Learn from your elder brother Dongjun."

Xu Qianqian stood aside timidly.

Lin Xiaomiao quit: "Even if I haven't washed the dishes, she is still your biological daughter, not Xu Dongjun."

Wang Dongmei said: "I hope Dong Jun is my son, but his parents disagree."

Lin Xiaomiao whispered: "It's not enough to be your son, but it's not bad to be your son-in-law."

"What are you muttering about there? Don't you help Brother Dongjun wash the dishes." Wang Dongmei sent Lin Xiaomiao into the kitchen.

As for Xu Qianqian, she pulled her to sit on the sofa.

Because of a bowl of milk and fruit, Xu Qianqian was no longer afraid of Wang Dongmei.

Inside the kitchen.

Lin Xiaomiao came in and leaned on the cupboard, showing no intention of helping: "Old Xu, can I please help?"

"Yo."

Xu Dongjun drained the cleaned bowl and spoon, put them into the disinfection cabinet, and said with a smile: "I actually heard the word begging from your mouth, and you still beg me. This is not like you."

"Why so much nonsense?"

Lin Xiaomiao's face was reddish, Aojiao turned her head to look aside, and said, "I'm just asking if you agree or not?"

"What do you have to say?" Xu Dongjun wiped off the water stains on his hands with a paper towel.

"I beg you not to be so good. No matter how good you are, it will affect the harmony of my family. Wang Dongmei sees me more and more disliked recently." Lin Xiaomiao had an expression of 'I'm having a hard time'.

"Pfft!"

Xu Dongjun couldn't help laughing, "I may not be able to promise you this matter. After all, excellence is my nature and is out of my control."

"...Stinky fart! I don't care about you."

Lin Xiaomiao shook her head and walked out of the room.

Xu Dongjun followed out.

After staying at Lin's house for a while, it was finally time to say goodbye.

"Uncle Lin, Aunt Wang, Xiao Miao, we are going home." Xu Dongjun waved goodbye, holding his "Father" and Xu Qianqian's painting in his other hand.Both paintings were rolled up by him.

"Sister Xiaomiao, goodbye. Uncle Lin, Aunt Wang, goodbye." Xu Qianqian imitated his gestures and waved her hands.

"Goodbye, Sissy, come and play when you have time." Lin Xiaomiao said reluctantly.

Wang Dongmei and Lin Youwei sent invitations to play next time.

Xu Dongjun and Xu Qianqian left the Lin family.

Wang Dongmei came to the sofa and sat down, and sighed to Lin Youwei beside her, "Sissi was very lively when she was young, but now she has become so restrained."

Lin Youwei said: "It's normal for such a young child to undergo tremendous changes and his personality be affected. Do you think everyone is the big heart of our family? It's not easy for Dong Jun. It can be seen that he has also noticed this. Try to make her cheerful."

"Now it seems that the big heart of our family is not without merits."

Wang Dongmei crossed her arms, looked back at Lin Xiaomiao who was secretly looking for something on the sofa, and asked, "Is there something missing? Do you want me to help you find it?"

What she didn't notice was that when she said to help you find it, Lin Youwei beside her showed a nervous look.

"No, nothing." Lin Xiaomiao stood up straight and waved her hands quickly.

"Ha ha."

Wang Dongmei smiled horribly, and took out a comic book from the drawer under the coffee table: "Are you looking for this?"

"what!"

Lin Xiaomiao was dumbfounded, and made the last struggle, saying: "Well... If I say it belongs to Xu Dongjun, will you still believe it?"

"What do you think?" Wang Dongmei stared fiercely.

"It's over!"

Lin Xiaomiao felt that she was going to have a rest.

But Lin Youwei breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, he didn't find it, otherwise I would lose the money I hid under the sofa.

Xu Dongjun's home.

"Are you back?"

Seeing Xu Dongjun and Xu Qianqian enter the room, Tang Wenxiu, who was watching TV, stood up from the sofa.

Xu Dongjun closed the door: "I'm back. Mom, you don't have to come here to welcome me."

"You think it's beautiful."

Tang Wenxiu, who walked up to him, rolled her eyes at him, then turned around and took Xu Qianqian's little hand: "Qiqian, come on, go to the sofa with Tang Niang. Tell Tang Niang that at sister Xiaomiao's house, everyone plays What is it?"

Xu Dongjun naturally knew that his mother was not here to greet him, so he took two paintings and sat on the sofa.

Xu Qianqian said: "Sister Xiaomiao gave me delicious food, played games with me, told me stories, and even drew pictures with me. The one in Brother Jun's hand was drawn by me."

As she spoke, she stretched out her white and tender slender fingers and pointed to Xu Dongjun's picture scroll on the coffee table.

Xu Dongjun heard the sound and took the initiative to unfold Xu Qianqian's painting.

"Wow! Sissy is amazing, and she draws well." Tang Wenxiu praised.

Xu Qianqian's paintings are naturally not very good, but no matter what she draws, in Tang Wenxiu's eyes, it is the best.

Fortunately, Xu Qianqian was still very self-aware, she shook her head and said, "Brother Jun is the one who draws well. Brother Jun and Sister Xiaomiao both said they would teach me how to draw."

"Your brother Jun draws well? Is it not bad that he can draw?"

Tang Wenxiu knew that Xu Dongjun did learn painting from Lin Youwei for a few days when he was a child, but he stopped learning after a while.

As for going to Lin Youwei's house during this time, Xu Dongjun didn't tell her and Xu Wei what they were doing, so she didn't know that Xu Dongjun was going to learn painting.

"Mom, what you said hurt me very much. Your son is excellent." Xu Dongjun held his chest and exaggeratedly exclaimed.

Tang Wenxiu ignored this increasingly thick-skinned son.

"Brother Jun is very good at it. That's what Brother Jun painted." Xu Qianqian innocently pointed to another scroll on the coffee table.

"Let me see."

Tang Wenxiu reached out and took the painting on the coffee table, and unfolded the scroll.

Seeing this, she was stunned.

She blinked her eyes repeatedly, and after making sure that she was not dazzled, she exclaimed: "Dongjun, did you really draw this?"

"That's right! Isn't it good?" Xu Dongjun, who was lying on the sofa, tilted his head and smiled.

"Are you not only good? Lao Xu, come and see, our Lao Xu family actually has some artistic talents."

With excited hands, Tang Wenxiu handed the painting to Xu Wei's side.

Xu Wei glanced at it, and was also shocked. After seeing clearly that the figure in the painting was him, he was even more moved: "Okay, okay!"

He couldn't tell any great truths, three good words were already his highest affirmation to Xu Dongjun.

"Dongjun, you must teach Qianqian well, you know?" Tang Wenxiu said.

"Mom, don't worry." Xu Dongjun smiled.

Tang Wenxiu turned her head and said to Xu Qianqian: "Qiqian, if you like painting, you should learn from your brother."

"Yeah! Brother Jun is the best, Qianqian must learn from Brother Jun well." Xu Qianqian said.

best?
Xu Dongjun's heart moved, affirming his change and firming his approach.

"By the way, Mom and Dad, I forgot to tell you. This year's National Youth Art Exhibition in Sichuan has already started to accept manuscripts. Uncle Lin and I discussed it and are going to participate."

"Okay! You can participate, your father and I can't help you much, but as long as you can help, just tell us, your father and I will do our best." Tang Wenxiu said.

Xu Wei tightly held the painting in his hand and nodded emphatically.

"There is nothing that needs help." Xu Dongjun felt warm in his heart.

"oops!"

Suddenly, Xu Wei yelled, pointed to the painting in his hand and said, "Dong Jun, this is the painting you submitted, right?"

Tang Wenxiu said urgently: "Put it down quickly, don't break it."

"Mom, Dad, don't be so nervous, that's not the painting I'm going to submit. Uncle Lin thought he could submit this painting, but I refused." Xu Dongjun said in time.

"That's good."

Tang Wenxiu and Xu Wei breathed a sigh of relief together.

Tang Wenxiu asked curiously: "Then what painting are you going to submit?"

Xu Dongjun smiled and said, "Didn't you read the painting of you and dad? It's just that painting, but I'm going to redraw it."

Tang Wenxiu said: "This painting is a pity."

Xu Wei: "It's not a pity, it's not a pity. I can frame it. This is what my son drew for me."

Tang Wenxiu pursed her lips and said, "Cut, what's so great about it. Dongjun, next time you have to draw me a picture too, do you hear me? Look at your dad."

"Go, go, go."

Seeing that the two of them were arguing over a painting, Xu Dongjun felt dizzy for a while, and quickly agreed.

He looked back at Xu Qianqian, rubbed her little head, and said, "Draw a picture for Qianqian too."

Xu Qianqian: "Yes! Thank you, Brother Jun."

(End of this chapter)