"Yo, do you still have such a time to be so careful?"

When the old man saw this scene, he suddenly felt very funny.

His grandson is very unstable and he knows that everything he does is three minutes hot.

Why do you seem to be changing today?

"Grandpa, I said this is a baby and I won't lie to you!"

"I see, you've probably been cheated."

Whose baby is packed in a broken cardboard box?

Isn’t this the lice on the monk’s head, it’s obvious?

However, the little boy focused all his attention on the cardboard box at this time, and he didn't even have time to solve his grandfather's doubts.

The old man sat silently on the side and looked at him, preparing to watch a joke, and then took the opportunity to preach and let the kid have a good memory.

"Tear--"

With a pulling sound, the tape outside was pulled open, and the cardboard box suddenly opened, revealing what was inside.

——A painting scroll about thirty centimeters long.

There is nothing else other than that.

"Wow~~~~~ Finally arrived, hahahahahahahaha!"

The little boy was very happy, took out the scroll like a baby, and carefully pulled out a rolled white paper from it.

"Uncle She is really not particular about this. I don't know how to frame such a good thing... But forget it, I'll find a place to frame it myself."

He muttered a few words in a low voice, took away the cardboard box on the table, and slowly spread the paper in his hands.

In an instant, a landscape picture was presented to him.

"Wow! So beautiful, so grand! The paintings in reality are more touching than the pictures you see on the Internet!!!"

The little boy's eyes were staring at the landscape map, but he really didn't want to take his eyes away.

The old man sitting next to him, listening to his grandson's fussy voice, was about to teach a few lessons, but Yu Guang glanced at the thing on the table and immediately stopped.

“!!!”

The old man stood up from the wooden chair in a flash, stepped forward and stood beside the little boy, with a pair of wise eyes full of surprise.

“Where did this painting come from?!”

"ah?"

The little boy who was suddenly interrupted was stunned for a while. Seeing that his grandfather's eyes were excited, he introduced it in a few words.

"Grandpa, this is a painting given to me by a teacher in the live broadcast room. How about it? It's not bad, right?"

"It's not just good, this painting is a master's work!"

"Master's work? Grandpa, is your evaluation... so high?!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the little boy couldn't help but be shocked.

He had just learned Chinese painting for a few years. When he saw it in the live broadcast room, he only knew that the painting was very powerful, so he couldn't help but think about it.

But he didn't know at the time that this painting was so powerful that his grandfather couldn't help but look at him.

The old man's wise eyes narrowed slightly, and his attention had been put into the landscape paintings.

At this time, I finally encountered a painting that made him feel moved, and I was excited to say a few more words.

"You are still too young to understand the value of this painting."

"Grandpa, please tell me?"

"Hmph, let grandpa, I will teach you a good lesson today, to see if you dare not work hard in the future."

“Hehe~~~”

"You look at this place first, and then write with the hook and the water stroke of Cao's clothes. The virtual, solid, hard, soft, thick and thick are just right, giving people a natural sense of elegance."
Chapter completed!