Su Qiao I bought these things after asking many stationery shops in the town.
"Can this be painted?"
Big Treasure This was the first time she saw pens and paints specially used for painting. She didn't even bother to eat the food. She looked at the big notebook, pens, and paints in her hand in surprise, and she was a little eager to try.
Su Qiao smiled and nodded, "Okay, I will teach you how to draw later."
"I want to learn now." Big Treasure's favorite thing to do before was to draw quietly one by one.
His drawing books are everywhere on the wall, on the floor, on the beach, on the stone slabs, and the burned twigs are his brushes.
In the past, some would often snatch his twigs, deliberately step on his half-painted paintings, and scold him Second Fool. Children would often throw rocks and bugs at him.
Now, he finally doesn't have to worry about someone destroying his painting half way through, and he doesn't have to worry about someone stepping on it after it's finished.
"Okay."
Su Qiao opened the sketch book, sharpened a pencil and started drawing casually.
"I'll do it."
Su Qiao After drawing a few strokes, Big Treasure couldn't wait any longer. She quickly stuffed the hamburger into her mouth and washed her hands in the river. She originally wanted to wipe them on her body as a habit, but suddenly she remembered that these were new clothes she bought for herself, and she felt a little reluctant to part with them.
Hands hanging in the air, waiting for them to do themselves.
After his hands were dry, Su Qiao handed him the notebook and pen and let him play with them.
The first picture he painted was of a beautiful castle with a huge garden.
But this time the castle is even more perfect and clear than before.
Su Qiao picked up the paint and mixed some for him. I originally wanted to teach him, but he turned out to be very proficient. He could superimpose different shades of colors and handle the shadows well.
At a glance, you can tell that you have been exposed to these things before, but you have just forgotten them due to amnesia.
[What is his identity? Foreigner? A rich man who lives in a big estate and a big castle?]
It's really rare to learn painting so well at such a young age.
In short, it is definitely not something that can be born in an ignorant village like Hejia Village.
"Maybe."
Su Qiao doesn't care who he is. Anyway, his family hasn't been found for so many years. This means that either his family doesn't value him, or his family members are all dead.
Anyway, he will be hers from now on.
The villagers on the shore suddenly dispersed when Su Qiao looked at them coldly.
However, on the way back to the village, they were still puzzled.
"Didn't you say that this scourge is gone? Why is it back again?"
"She left early this morning before dawn, and she left with a bag. We all thought she would never come back. Who would have thought..."
Who would have thought that this scourge would sneak around the town and come back before dark?
"Hey, when can Chen Ligeng return to the village?"
"Yeah, when will this day end?"
"This is getting more and more unreliable. Bringing back such a thing will not only harm the Old Hu Er family, but it will also harm us."
The villagers knew that they would have to go back to their previous days of worry, and they couldn't help but start to complain about Chen Ligeng who had brought Su Qiao over.
Just when Big Treasure's painting was about to be finished, a voice suddenly came in from behind.
Widow Li took a look at the painting of the villain and praised it.
"He's really good at painting. He's a good painter. It's a pity..."
Su Qiao turned around and took a look. It turned out to be the beautiful Widow Li from the village.