Chapter 905 According to You
He had no strength in his hand. Nan Jiaojiao followed his hand and sat back, "Forget it, I won't go. I want to take a rest today."
Bo Yanqing Naturally, he had no objection, "Okay, it's up to you."
"..." Bo Qingshan watched this scene from the side, with a complicated mood, and silently fucked a large piece of cantaloupe.
Fishing was Nan Jiaojiao's whim. Her little skill was not called skill at all, and she didn't learn anything from Mr. Nan. She didn't pay attention to the fish biting the hook several times.
Bo Yanqing knew how to do it, but every time his fishing rod moved, he pretended not to notice it and waited until the fish had eaten the earthworms before pulling it up and hooking up another one.
In the end, only Bo Qingshan, who had no eyesight, caught two small fish as long as the palm of his hand, put them in a big bucket, and swung them around.
He felt that he was very proud, so he walked beside Bo Yanqing with a bucket, and from time to time he praised the small fish for being so lively. By the way, Bo Yanqing looked like an expert, and he didn't catch any shrimps.
But he didn’t know that in Bo Yanqing’s eyes, he was just a pure fool.
It was already half past three when we went back. Sissi woke up and was playing with the drawing board in the living room. She was probably hereditary. She was self-taught in art. After Bo Shuxian found out, he wanted to let Sissi In the name of the master of traditional Chinese painting, the old lady stopped her and said that it didn't matter that Sissi was young, but she was too weak to hold a paintbrush for a long time, and that she would make other plans after her body recovered.
Bo Shuxian didn't insist, but whenever he was free, he would personally teach Qian Qian how to draw.
Nan Jiaojiao moved a small bench and sat next to Sissi to look at her paintings. Sissi handed her a pen. Nan Jiaojiao took it and took a few more glances at Sissi's painting style. The next step is When making a stroke, I rely on childish techniques.
Then he looked at an abstract cartoon and nodded happily.
Not long after, Nan Jiaojiao started to feel sleepy, so she went to Bo Yanqing’s room upstairs to sleep for a while, and took a look downstairs. Aunt Chen was sitting next to Sissy. The fruit in the fruit plate was chopped very finely, and she cut it with a small fork. Spread it on the fork and feed it to Sissi, with some open snacks placed next to it.
For dinner, Bo Qingshan caught the two fish and made two dishes, one fish soup and one spicy millet salad, which happened to be one for each of Sissi and Nan Jiaojiao. He waited happily for a long time until Nan Jiaojiao came downstairs.
Although it was a bit of an eyesore being led down by Bo Yanqing, when he thought of Nan Jiaojiao having to leave after dinner, Bo Qingshan suppressed his little emotion instantly.
“Where is Sissi?” Bo Yanqing pulled out the chair, watched Nan Jiaojiao sit down, and asked the servant beside her.
"Miss Qianqian felt sleepy in the afternoon, and Aunt Chen took her back to sleep."
Bo Yanqing asked: "Didn't she take a nap? Why did she feel sleepy again?"
"It seems that she didn't sleep enough at noon. She woke up after a short nap. Then she refused to sleep for no reason, so Aunt Chen took Miss Qianqian downstairs to play. She ate a lot of fruits and snacks. She probably fell asleep while playing. "
Bo Yanqing nodded, "Don't call her, leave some food for her."
Bo Qingshan immediately put the lid on the fish soup and took it back to the kitchen. Go inside and let the chef put it on the fire to simmer.
The old lady also heard that Nan Jiaojiao was leaving. She didn’t even bother to eat, so she asked the housekeeper to pick out some delicious food and pack it for her. She also packed several boxes of new snacks made today. If Nan Jiaojiao hadn't said it was hard to carry it because she was alone, the old lady would have vacated the house and given it to her.
In the end, she only wanted a box of snacks. As for the fruits, the old lady asked for the address of the crew and insisted on mailing them there.
Before leaving, Aunt Chen hurriedly came down from upstairs and called Nan Jiaojiao.
(End of this chapter)