"But there is a condition."
When Xinxin heard that she didn't have to do homework, her whole heart took off. Does it matter whether there are no conditions?
"You have to draw whatever I ask you to draw. One picture every day. Once you finish it, you don't have to do your homework."
Xinxin did not agree immediately, but after listening to Zhang Xueqing's words, she looked at the painting emphatically.
It's just painting. It's not like she has never painted with her aunt before. Although this seems a bit complicated, if her aunt is with her, she should be fine.
Thinking of this, Xinxin nodded decisively. The excitement had not faded away, but it suddenly faded again.
Looking at her little face that looked like a June day, changing at every turn, Zhang Xueqing couldn't help but laugh, "What's wrong?"
Xinxin struggled and whispered, "Auntie agreed, but dad will not agree either. He will definitely not let me not do my homework."
"Is that why?"
Xinxin nodded silently.
"Leave it to me. I'll talk to your father and make sure he agrees, okay?"
"Really?"
"real!"
"That's great, Auntie, you are so kind."
It's cloudy and sunny again.
After the two discussed it, they set a rule. If you complete the task every day, you don't have to do homework. Otherwise, you have to do your homework.
In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, the two also signed a written agreement. Zhang Xueqing promised to take care of Meng Fansen, while Xinxin promised to produce a painting every day to replace the homework.
The agreement was reached and today's painting task began.
In the next half hour, Xinxin conscientiously fulfilled every request of Zhang Xueqing. The two of them did not end the task until Zhang Xueqing finished painting.
"Oh~ That's great, I'm so happy when I don't do homework."
Xinxin ran around the house happily, like a bird just released from its cage.
Zhang Xueqing put away her painting and a smile appeared on her lips.
You know, happy days are yet to come.
After Xinxin left, Zhang Xueqing made a rare call to Meng Fansen's phone. The other party picked up the phone within two rings, "What's the matter?"
Zhang Xueqing's originally uneasy heart was shattered by these two words, and it crashed to the ground.
"Well, I want to tell you something and I hope to ask for your permission."
There was no movement from the person on the other side for a long time. Zhang Xueqing thought the call was disconnected, so she took the phone away from her ear and took a look. She was on a call.
"Are you listening?"
"Well, you say."
Zhang Xueqing roughly explained the contents of the agreement between herself and Xinxin. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a sentence came from the other side, "You can make the decision. I have no objection. Is there anything else?"
I didn't expect that he would agree so easily. Zhang Xueqing thought that she would have to use some words to convince the other party. After all, Xinxin had said that his father checked his homework very carefully. Zhang Xueqing was really surprised that he was so relaxed.
"Ah? Well! It's okay."
"It's all right."
Almost as soon as the words were finished, the call was cut off.
Zhang Xueqing looked puzzled. She was not a savage beast, was she?
Besides, as long as she makes the decision, who is the parent? Doesn’t he have a clue? Why do you still want her to help raise the child? Is that ridiculous?
She put away the phone in great annoyance, unable to call the child's father, so she could only vent her anger on the child. The father's debt was repaid by the daughter, and Zhang Xueqing took revenge the next day.
"Auntie, haven't you finished painting yet?"
Xinxin, who had been sitting for almost two hours, couldn't hold on any longer and asked softly.
"It's almost there, we still have to wait a while. Look, the alignment of this mountain hasn't been released yet. Doesn't it look good? Come on, don't worry. Today's homework will be completed after painting this."
"oh!"
An hour and a half later,
"Auntie, is this mountain okay?"
Zhang Xueqing glanced sideways, "Yes, very good. The character at the foot of the mountain still needs to be sketched. This is a busy farmer. We can't live without people, right?"
"Um."
after an hour,
"Auntie, please see if you can do it this time."
Zhang Xueqing looked at the time. It had been almost 5 hours since Xinxin sat here, and it was about to have lunch.
Zhang Xueqing nodded with satisfaction, "Well, that's good. Xinxin is making great progress. That's it for today's homework. We'll continue tomorrow."
After packing her things, the little girl ran back home as if she were running away. If she had done it before, she would have relied on Zhang Xueqing to have lunch with her.
Without a considerate meal companion, Zhang Xueqing felt that the meal was boring, and she didn't know who was tormented by this incident in the end.
After making do with the food, Zhang Xueqing lost interest in painting any more.
Open your own social software and post the paintings drawn by Xinxin and the comparison pictures of the original paintings.
"Ding"
A private message alert sounded, which was a reply related to her that she had set.
Ignoring all the private messages urging her to update and asking for her address, I found a useful message.
[Are you planning to spend the rest of your life there? 】
It was the netizen she replied to last time. Looking at the questions and answers above, Zhang Xueqing stared at it for a long time.
[This place is suitable for retirement. 】
【Um. 】
[Are you planning to spend the rest of your life there? 】
Are you ready? Zhang Xueqing asked herself over and over again.
When she first came here, she thought so, hiding here, alone, and spending the rest of her life, but now, she seems to have changed and become a little greedy.
Not only does she want to spend the rest of her life here, but she also wants someone to spend it with her.
Man is indeed a creature that does not know how to be satisfied.
I closed that comment and did not reply. I left a line of words under the uploaded Xinxin painting,
[A child who doesn’t like to do homework uses drawings to compensate for his homework. 】
I was bored and read the messages from netizens.
[The paintings are really good, and the scenery is so beautiful. 】
[Where can you tell me where it is? Want to travel. 】
[Tsk, the painting is not bad at all. It must have been printed by a computer. 】
[Why are you so sour upstairs? Even for printing, I don’t use your paper. If you don’t like reading, just go to the upper right corner. Walk slowly and don’t send it. 】
[I’ve already posted it, but I’m still afraid of people saying it. Maybe it’s some idle person who is just asking for attention. 】
[Upstairs, your remarks are disrespectful and maliciously misleading. Please report it once. 】
Zhang Xueqing looked familiar at the ID of this comment, "The wolf behind you." Isn't this the person who sent her a private message?
It turns out that there are still people protecting her somewhere she can't see.
But what that person said was right, she was just idle and had nothing to do. As for whether she was seeking attention or attention, she didn't know.
I just don’t want there to be no trace of her existence in this world after my death. This social platform just witnesses her existence.
There are still so many people who know that there was once a person who loved to draw, and uploaded some messy drawings all day long to stimulate their nerves.
This was enough, so she didn't send any text until just now.
