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I hugged Xiaojin for a while, and Xiaojin finally moved: "Father."

After hearing his address, I finally dared to move. I took Xiaojin's hand to watch. Xiaojin had been beating on the door for more than a minute without stopping. Now my hands were red. After I swallowed hard , blowing hands to Xiaojin: "It hurts, don't beat it so much next time, you are still a child, you still have to take lessons with your hands, and you still have to draw..."

How could Xiaojin lose her specialty that follows me!

Xiao Jin hugged my arm and said sullenly: "What about you?"

He is such a filial and sensible child, and he still thinks about my bad things. I am ashamed and don't know how to answer him: "I'm an adult. Besides, it's not a big deal. Well, he is always you, once It's your... father's... you won't do anything to me..."

Before I finished speaking, Xiaojin grabbed my hand and pointed to my face. He painted on my face like a painting, and I understood in an instant, Gao Yu, this bastard, beat people I always slap my face, even if I'm a shameless bitch,...

I took a deep breath, and decided to take back what I said just now, and never speak good words for Gao Yu again.

Seeing that Xiaojin still stubbornly painted the palm on my face, I hugged him: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, maybe it just doesn't look good."

It doesn't look good, but there is a way. I comforted Xiaojin: "I will wear a mask tomorrow, so the teacher won't be able to see it."

But Xiao Jin still asked me sullenly: "Why do you wear a mask?"

I hugged him and walked towards the small desk, sighing in his invisible sight, the world of a child is very simple, he thought that if I could show this beaten face, I would be able to attract the attention of others, and someone to manage.

But he doesn't know that I don't want to see people because I'm such a bitch.

I didn't have the face to tell Xiao Jin, so I hugged him and looked at his painting. I was a little stunned when I saw it. Xiao Jin showed me the first draft while eating. The painting was about going to the swimming pool. The ones are very cute, a group of small fish, all kinds.Although the drawn lines are not smooth enough and the shape is not very graceful, it can still be seen that it is lively.

But now, a big shark appeared in the painting, and the big shark's mouth took up most of the painting, and all the lively and lovely little fishes entered the big shark's mouth.

I rubbed Xiaojin's back and had to think, did I leave him with a psychological shadow?

I was not a qualified father before, although I am not now, but since I went to listen to the kindergarten teacher's class, I am determined to work hard to be a good father and pay attention to every move of the child.

I can't tell Xiaojin that this painting is a bit scary. If I hand it over to the teacher, the teacher may still talk to me.If Xiaojin is told the truth, it will hit the child.

And it's all because of me, I have to help him change.

Although I have not become famous for painting, this kind of children's painting is still manageable.

I have no problem with my left hand.

I drew on his sketch, and I can't deny the kid's artistry, so I drew cute eyes on his big black shark face, one is open and the other is closed, like blinking eyes.Ask him while drawing again: "Isn't it cute?"

Xiao Jin's mouth was very hard: "It's not cute."

You are cute enough.

I continued to draw, and now it’s really not cute. It’s too unsuitable to have a big mouth with cute eyes. I drew the big shark’s mouth with rushing waves. Fortunately, he is just a line draft and hasn’t been uploaded yet. color, or the watercolor pen is not easy to cover.

After the spray is finished, the small fish in the shark's mouth will be like being spit out by a shark's sneeze. They are rolling and swimming in the water, and one of them is sprayed on the shark's nose. Because it is sprayed out, the posture is unbearable Beautiful, but also because of this, especially playful.

After drawing here, Xiaojin finally reacted a bit. He saw that he was going to paint with a watercolor pen, and talked to me: "Dad, the sea should be blue."

Hey, of course I know, I'm not only green, I swear I'll never touch green again in my life.