After all, isn’t this a society that values ​​faces? A child at such a young age knows how to judge faces. Xiaoguang teased Xiaohua for a while, and it was satisfying for the moment, but it will be hard to say the same thing in the future.

Seeing the undisguised dislike on Xiaohua's face, Jiang Chan silently lit a candle for Xiaoguang in her heart.

"I'll leave at noon the day after tomorrow, and I'll take you to Aunt Chen Xiaopei's house the day after tomorrow. I've already agreed with her." Jiang Chan patted Xiaohua's head. Xiaohua knew that Jiang Chan had made up her mind, so she reluctantly agreed.

Jiang Chan was really good to her, but she always said the same thing. As long as it was something she made up her mind to do, she would do it no matter what. She was a little person who was soft-spoken, but she still went away and had sex with the little girl.

Just look at each other and get bored.

Seeing Xiao Hua drooping her head, a smile flashed across Jiang Chan's eyes. This was considered a bad joke of hers. Children only play with it, especially Xiao Hua who looks very mature.

I don’t know who this child is following. He is usually very serious and polite in dealing with others. Everyone he meets will praise Jiang Chan for raising the little flowers well.

It's a pity that Xiaohua is usually too upright. Jiang Chan always wants to see some of the liveliness of children of the same age in her, so she consciously digs holes for Xiaohua on weekdays.

"Nai, there's not much homework. I've already written it all in school." Xiaohua lay next to Jiang Chan's hand and looked at the original document held in Jiang Chan's hand, her big eyes shining brightly.

"Nai, you know so much. I heard that we will start learning English this year."

"That's not bad, do you want to learn from Nai?" Jiang Chan shook the book in his hand, and when he saw Xiaohua's pretty face, he knew that the first task left by the original owner had been completely completed.

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"Okay, my breasts are the most amazing!"

Xiaohua is Jiang Chan's big fan. In her eyes, Jiang Chan is omnipotent. She is not surprised at all how Jiang Chan knows so many things. He can play pipa, write calligraphy, and now he can't even speak English.

I understand.

"You haven't practiced calligraphy today yet. I'll write with you later."

After teaching Xiaohua a few words, Jiang Chan put down the book and took Xiaohua into the study. The study was very large, almost as big as the living room, and was surrounded by bookcases, most of which were filled with books.

Xiao Hua stood in front of her desk, while Jiang Chan stood on the other side of the big desk, continuing to start her unfinished painting. Once her mind calmed down, time flew by quickly.

Jiang Chan's whole mind was immersed in the painting she was doing, and she didn't even know when Xiaohua was standing next to her. When she finished the last stroke of the painting, Xiaohua slapped her hand and said, "Miscellaneous, you are so awesome. This painting is so beautiful."

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Jiang Chan painted a landscape painting of the south of the Yangtze River, with weeping willows on a awning boat and an old man sitting on the boat fishing. It looked very freehand and elegant. Looking at this painting, Jiang Chan felt as if he had returned to the first mission, where

There are many good memories.

"Stop flattering me and bring me your calligraphy. I'm going to give you a good test." Jiang Chan stamped her personal seal on the lower right corner of the painting and tapped Xiaohua's forehead.

After reading the big characters written by Xiaohua page by page, Jiang Chan nodded with satisfaction, "You write very well, so you can't be lazy. Since your homework is not heavy now, you need to spend more time on calligraphy. You will be able to do it when you are in junior high school or high school."

There’s not that much time to spend on it.”

"I know. When I go to Aunt Chen's house this time, I will bring a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones with me, so that I don't have to keep seeing Xiaoguang without looking up."

After listening to Xiao Hua's words, Jiang Chan mourned for Xiao Guang. The poor child, with Xiao Hua as a comparison, would be even more unpopular with Father Hu in the future. However, thinking of Xiao Guang's unsatisfactory life in the next few days, Jiang Chan thought again.

Happy.

After all, Jiang Chan is still the one who protects the calf. Xiaohua is the child she has spent a lot of time raising. How can she allow Xiaoguang to bully Xiaoguang all day long?

"Nai, how about writing calligraphy today and learning the guqin tomorrow? When I get older, I will learn to play the pipa. Nai, you will teach me, right?"

"If you want to learn, I will teach you." Jiang Chan also happily handed over what she knew to Xiaohua.

On Sunday morning, Xiaohua had a slumped face, carrying her pen, ink, paper and inkstone, while Jiang Chan pulled Xiaohua's small box, which contained Xiaohua's change of clothes, and they went to Chen Xiaopei's house.

Jiang Chan has done a lot of business in the past few years and has long bought a house in the capital. However, she usually lives in a courtyard house and rarely goes to serious commercial housing.

After all, we have come to this era, why should we enjoy what a courtyard house is in this era?

Chen Xiaopei's home is not far from Jiang Chan's, half an hour's drive away. Xiaohua sat in the back seat, pointing with her little finger, "Hey, it's been five years since we came to the capital. The capital has changed so much."

Jiang Chan teased Xiaohua and said, "What changes have there been?"

"It's a lot. There weren't so many cars on the road before, but now there are a lot more cars. There are a lot more high-rise buildings, and the roads have become very wide."

After counting these items one after another, Jiang Chan nodded, "The capital is changing rapidly. We are lucky to be in the capital, and we must strive to stay in the capital in the future."

When Jiang Chan and Xiao Hua arrived, Xiao Guang hadn't gotten up yet. Chen Xiaopei came over to open the door for Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua politely called out "Good morning, Aunt Chen."

Chen Xiaopei was very happy. At first, he thought Xiaohua was a villain, but it was a pity that her face was not cured. Now that her face is healed, Chen Xiaopei feels that everything about Xiaohua is perfect.

Looking at the beautiful little flowers and thinking about his son who hasn't gotten up yet, Chen Xiaopei is completely envious of Jiang Chan.

"Wuyou, come in quickly. I've already tidied up your room. Go and see if there's anything missing?" Chen Xiaopei pulled Xiao Hua in. Jiang Chan followed behind and changed her shoes. Chen Xiaopei's husband Hu Zhi was sitting on the sofa.

watch TV.

Seeing Jiang Chan come in, Hu Zhi hurriedly stood up and said hello. Jiang Chan nodded to him and pushed Xiao Hua forward, "I'm going back to your province today, and it'll probably take about a week. I'll leave this time to you."

Take care of it.”

In front of outsiders, Jiang Chan never calls her by the name Xiaohua, but directly calls her Wuyou, so there are really not many people who know her nickname.

Hu Zhi is a policeman and very upright. Hearing Jiang Chan's request, he immediately nodded, "Auntie, you are too polite. We all like Wuyou, so you can go to your province with peace of mind."

"This kid is easy to worry about. He is very easy-going and not troublesome at all." Hu Zhi, who has always been upright, couldn't help but smile when he saw Xiao Hua, which shows that he really likes Xiao Hua.
Chapter completed!