I am a primitive

"Your father will be back soon."

Bai Xuemei sniffed and said with a smile.

"You keep saying that Dad will come back soon, but Dad hasn't come back until now."

Little Pea pouted.

"I almost can't remember what my father looks like..."

he muttered under his breath.

Bai Xuemei, who was still trying to comfort Little Pea, her eyes turned red when she heard this.

If it weren't for the three children transforming, she would definitely not be able to hold back the tears.

Bai Xuemei held back her tears and sucked her nose vigorously.

"The next time Dad comes back, we must ask Dad to draw a picture, let him draw himself on the picture, just like the picture he asked the leader to bring back to Wu.

In this way, even if Dad doesn't come back for a long time, I can still remember Dad's appearance! "

Seeing that her mother's eyes were red, Little Pea ran to Bai Xuemei's side, took Bai Xuemei's hand, and said aloud.

Speaking of later, there was even some excitement in the voice.

How could Bai Xuemei not understand her son's intentions?

At that moment, she stretched out her hand lovingly to touch Little Pea's head.

But the eyes became a little brighter.

This is indeed a good way!

Brother Cheng asked his elder brother to bring back the painting to Wu, and he also read it himself.

Not only did I watch it myself, but many people in the tribe watched it.

Because when Wu is free, he likes to hang up this painting carefully drawn by brother Cheng in the open space of the yard, and it takes a long time to look at it in the yard.

As long as he looked at this painting, there would be some faint smiles on Wu's face.

It's not tiring to keep this smile from beginning to end.

Although I have watched it for a long time and many times, Wu will read it with gusto and never get bored.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for Bai Xuemei not to see the painting, or to know what is painted on it.

It is also through this painting, and the elder brother who came back from the south and others, that Bai Xuemei knows that since her brother Cheng and the people in the tribe have built such a big family business in the south!

Almost on the south side of the mountain, they have worked hard to build a family business that is no less than the north of the mountain, including the main tribe, the Qinling sub-district, and the Tongshan residential area!

During the time when Brother Cheng was away, Brother Cheng was really not idle!

So many things have been made!

Bai Xuemei was surprised by such a thing, and after being surprised, she also took it for granted.

Of course such a thing will happen!

You must know that the one who did these things was Brother Cheng!

Brother Cheng is so powerful, it is only natural to do such a thing!

Bai Xuemei, who is already the mother of three children, is still full of childish arrogance when thinking of these things!

Since Brother Cheng was able to make the Wu and himself and others see the scene far south of the mountain through painting, wouldn't it be possible to use the same method to draw Brother Cheng's appearance on paper? ?

When the time comes, even if Brother Cheng walks far away, he can still see Brother Cheng.

Seeing Brother Cheng is like seeing Brother Cheng by his side...

"Can you draw too? When your father comes back, you can draw him on paper..."

Bai Xuemei looked at Little Pea and said with a smile.

"I, I can't draw well..."

Little Pea's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again.

"It's okay, you can practice, your father didn't know how to draw things before, and the ones he drew were not good-looking.

Later, I painted more, and the things I drew became more beautiful. "

Bai Xuemei stretched out her hand to touch her son's little head, and said with a smile.

"real?!"

Little Pea suddenly became excited.

"Of course it's true! How could mom lie to you?! Your father didn't know how to do it at the beginning. Many things were learned later by doing more and practicing more."

Bai Xuemei nodded vigorously.

"I'll just practice!"

Little Pea said happily.

But right away he saw the problem.

"Dad is not around, I can't remember what he looks like, and I can't draw it."

Little Pea looked frustrated and said.

"It's okay, you can draw some simple things that you like to draw first, and practice slowly in this way, your level of drawing things will improve, and you will be able to draw your father in time."

Bai Xuemei said this to Little Pea.

After finishing speaking, he thought for a while and added: "Your father did this before."

"Really?"

Little Pea's eyes are bright.

"real!"

Bai Xuemei said with certainty.

"I'm going to paint!"