Chapter 971: talent

Perhaps her bright smile infected the child, Li Rui hesitated and nodded.
Li Lei took him to sit next to him, smiled and touched his little head, and gave him a snack. Li Rui was rarely treated like this by his father. He was flattered and quickly sat up and tried to show his best side, making Dad and Auntie more like it.
"Xiao Rui is really cute." Xia Hao boasted a sentence, he made a pen to paint.
Painting portraits is a matter of patience. It is not only the hard work of the painter, but the portrait model has to be moving for an hour or two, and it is very hard. Xia Wei took care of the children, and he did not have such a high requirement: "You can eat some snacks and chat with Dad." This kind of child can sit still and hope to cultivate interest.
The child happily responded with a good meal, while eating snacks, while chatting with Dad, in a short time, restraint and timidity were swept away, and a burst of laughter was heard from time to time. Li Lei distressed the child from being seen by his mother, and he was more patient with him. He deliberately picked some interesting topics and the time passed without knowing it.
Xia Wei wiped the last stroke on the canvas and announced: "Painted."
Two people, one big and one small, can't wait to see it. I saw the colorful light and shadow in the flower cluster, a handsome man is talking to the child with his head sideways, his look is focused and gentle, just like the children around him as the world's most precious treasure. The child leaned slightly on his head, full of admiration and worship.
"It’s so good to draw." Li Lei praised his wife. "I was so handsome."
Xia Yan smiled and scorned him: "You are the light of Xiaorui, Xiaorui is such a cute child, how can I admire an ugly, I have to paint you handsome."
The two are joking.
Li Rui listened to them while looking at the painting. The painting itself is so cute, wearing clean little clothes, holding a beautiful little snack, the sun shines on the face, as if the whole world is bright. This is not the place that most shocks him. The most shocking thing is that the painting is looking at his eyes, so focused, so gentle, let him feel that he is really loved.
It turned out that Dad still likes him very much...
Li Rui’s heart is warm, and when he reaches out, he must touch the picture.
"The paint hasn't dried up yet," Xia Yan chuckled and pulled back his hand. "If Xiaorui likes it, this painting will be given to you. I will let the servant send it to your room."

Is it ok?
The child likes to look up and look up.
"Of course." Xia Wei said, "Is Xiao Rui like to paint?"
"Like!" The child nodded hard.
"That's yours. These paintings and paints are also given to you. If you are interested, you can try to think of painting yourself." Xia Xiao smiled sweetly. "I can become a big painter in the future."
"Yeah!" The child nodded hard again and took the brush she had handed over.
In the following days, Li Rui really became interested in painting. When Shao Hui went to class, he smeared himself. At first, it was some very abstract color blocks. Later, he gradually became a chapter and a decent figure.
Xia Xi often went to see him, praised him, and pointed out his paintings.
Looking at the child's trust and worship, she sometimes feels that she is despicable, because how to teach him carefully can not conceal a fact - she is to remove obstacles for Shao Hui's future. A younger brother who has an artist is much better than a younger brother who has an ambitious family.
Because of her sense of guilt, she is more attentive to her children.
When she was too big, she asked her tutor, she was too small to eat and dress, and she personally asked.
Even Xiao Shaohui, sometimes looking at jealousy, muttered: "Mom is very good for Xiao Rui." Now his class is very full, there is no such time as Li Rui, and Dad’s Getting along is always not so enjoyable - hey, when Dad teaches him various skills, he uses it when he doesn't know what to say. How can mothers be so gentle and patient with Li Rui?
Xia Xi smiled: "Auntie Su Shi is not there, mother should take care of him."
Shao Hui’s eyes are not talking. This child is very clever. As early as when Li Lei talked to him, he realized that adults do not like Li Rui to learn too much practical knowledge. At this time, he has already guessed that Xia Wei cares about Li Rui on the one hand, and more importantly, it is to let Li Rui immerse some In useless art, he will not pose a threat to him in the future.
But he also knows that these words, if broken, do not help.
Mom and Dad are good to him, he is in his heart, but Xiao Rui’s grievances have long been lingering in his heart. In this world, how can there be no perfect solution? The little child looked at the sky sadly and met the first problem in his life.
Xia Wei is still taking care of Li Rui with all his heart and soul.
Today, Li Rui is very close to her. She has changed a lot of bad habits under the joint education of her and her tutors. She is no longer able to beat people, but she can also get the occasions and get too much.
Even Li Laozi looked very satisfied.
Father is wanting a sly, but it can't be a shackle for a sinister family. It’s not a big deal for Li Rui Fei Ying to walk the dog for a lifetime, but it can’t give people a chance to leave it. People feel that there is no family education. In the past, Su Shi’s kind of parenting was too rough, and he almost developed a wild child who was no different from the city’s Xiaomin and Yamanomura. Nowadays, Xia Wei carefully guides him to the path of art. Let the wildness of the child become the artist's wave. It is an aristocratic temperament.
Li Laozi gradually changed his impression of Xia Wei. He thought that she was useless. Who knows that being the master of the family is also competent. At least, in the child's upbringing, His Majesty does not know how many streets to go.
On this day, Li Laozi was drinking tea in the yard.
Li Rui took a picture to see him: "Grandpa, grandfather, you see this is the portrait I painted for you, look good?" The child's eyes sparkled, looking forward to praise.
Li Laozi took a look at it. It was a very simple sketch. It was very immature to see that the composition and the light and shadow were still very tender, but there seemed to be a temperament in the painting, which outlined the charm of the character. The kind and sharp eyes of the father were vivid on the drawing paper. He was so excited that he said several "good" words.
Li Rui, who was praised, was very happy: "Auntie also said that I painted well! It is much better than my brother!"
Li Laozi took him to his lap and asked awkwardly: "What did you say?"
"Yeah!" The child nodded hard, a smiley face with excitement and a little rosy. "She said that I am particularly talented in painting, and few children can match me, saying that my brother has no such talent!"