The boss is back and she doesn’t pretend to be a fake daughter anymore

Early morning, Jiang family.

Jiang Zhan got up early, sat in the garden covered with morning dew, set up his easel facing the newly blooming flowers on the east wall, and painted in a rare leisurely manner.

When I was almost done painting, I suddenly noticed two turtles appeared under my feet.

One big and one small, one is fierce and the other is dull.

I was craning my neck to look at his paintings.

Gui Xiaoxu took his little brother Gui for a walk today and saw Jiang Zhan here.

It was not familiar with Jiang Zhan, but the little turtle liked this human a little and took the initiative to approach him.

Gui Xiaoxu had no choice but to follow.

"Why do you want to paint?" Gui Xiaoxu asked him, "Taking a photo is so fast."

Just click and take as many pictures as you want.

Jiang Zhan was no longer surprised that Gui Xiaoxu could speak, so he did not respond. He just lowered his head and looked at the two turtles on the ground. As if on a whim, he suddenly bent down, picked up the little turtle from the ground, and held it in his hand.

"Hey! What are you going to do to my little turtle brother? Let it go!"

When Gui Xiaoxu saw him taking action, he immediately flew up with black mist, trying to rescue his little brother Turtle from Jiang Zhan.

However, Jiang Zhan turned a blind eye and quickly started painting on the little turtle with the brush in his hand.

The light pen in his hand seemed to have magic power. In the blink of an eye, flowers bloomed all over the turtle's shell.

Gui Xiaoxu was a little disgusted, "It's so flashy, not majestic at all."

Jiang Zhan finished drawing the turtle little brother and looked at Gui Xiaoxu after hearing what he said. The moment the man and the turtle's eyes met, Gui Xiaoxu suddenly had a bad premonition.

"I, I am Master Guixu, don't even think about getting my attention!!"

Five minutes later, the alligator snapping turtle's back was also covered with flowers.

Even because of the sharp scales on the crocodile turtle's shell, the entire turtle's back appears more three-dimensional.

Jiang Zhan turned on the front camera of his phone and let it look at the painting on his back.

Gui Xiaoxu looked left and right. There was no expression on the turtle's face, only its small eyes were bright.

After a long while, it suddenly came with black mist, bringing it and its little brother turtle to the flower wall that Jiang Zhan had originally drawn. The two colorful turtles lay down under the flower wall. Jiang Zhan only heard the alligator turtle saying,

"Draw us a picture of both of us."

Jiang Zhan looked at his almost finished product, and then looked at the two turtles, one big and one small, that had broken into the flower wall in front of him. Instead of drawing a new one, he painted the two small turtles directly into the painting that was already almost finished.

The world in the painting is far more colorful than the real world. The two little turtles painted by Jiang Zhan seem to have more vivid colors.

Just when his painting was almost finished, the red rope on his wrist seemed to light up inadvertently. Jiang Zhan was startled and the paintbrush in his hand suddenly stopped.

I pulled my consciousness away from the painting and looked up, only to see a person appearing on the top of the flower wall.

With a head full of white hair, Wenren Baixue leaned on the wall with both hands, tilted her head and looked at him.

Seeing him looking at her, she immediately winked and spoke to him like an old friend.

"I heard that another Buddhist monk took a liking to you and invited you to become a monk. Why didn't you go?"

Jiang Zhan smiled and raised the pen in his hand.

Wenren Baixue on the wall seemed to understand what he meant and continued the conversation.

"That's right. The temple is so boring. Even monsters don't go there. You should stay at the Jiang family. There's Xu Xu and so many other people at the Jiang family to keep you company."

At this point, Wenren Baixue seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly reminded,

"Don't tell Xuxu that I'm here. She'll drag me back to practice later. I just managed to escape and catch my breath."

Jiang Zhan nodded to indicate that he agreed.

Wenren Baixue simply lay on the wall, facing the rising sun, looking lazy.

Jiang Zhan's mind moved, and he suddenly pointed at her with the pen in his hand. Without even saying a word, the person on the wall understood what he meant.

"You want to draw a portrait for me too? That's so embarrassing. No one has ever drawn a portrait for me before..."

Wenren Baixue looked embarrassed, and while speaking she was already posing and making expressions on the wall.

"Is this angle okay? Do you want to add two ears to make me look cuter?"

Jiang Zhan was just about to shake his head to indicate no, when he saw six beautiful fox tails fluttering behind the girl.

She is clearly a bright and flamboyant girl on the flower wall, but the sudden appearance of a fox tail behind her instantly adds a fairy-tale touch to her.

Jiang Zhan didn't say anything else. He lowered his head and focused on the painting in his hands.

The figure of Wenren Baixue had just been outlined when Jiang Zhan inadvertently raised his eyes and saw another head suddenly appearing on the wall.

It is heard that people are sad.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you going to practice so early in the morning?"

Wenren Baixue was caught red-handed, a guilty look flashed across her face, and the next second she pointed at Jiang Zhan,

"It was him. He insisted that I be his model. I had no choice~"

Jiang Zhan:......

Don't bully me because I don't speak easily and say nonsense.

Meeting Jiang Zhan's gaze, Wenren Baixue immediately stared at him, her eyes full of warning.

Do you dare to say that you weren't the one who wanted to draw for me first?

Jiang Zhan thought about it. Although he didn’t force anyone to be a model, but... he was indeed the one who took the initiative first.

Forget it.

Nodding towards his aunt, Jiang Zhan always treated the aunt who had taken care of him since he was a child with a bit of admiration and gentleness.

When Wenren Qiqi saw him nod, she stopped pursuing the matter and simply leaned against the wall, smiling at Jiang Zhan and said,

“Then draw me one too.”

Jiang Zhan naturally agreed to Wenren Qiqi's request without any hesitation.

I looked at my composition and continued to add people to it.

Just when he was halfway through the painting, Jiang Xuxu and Jiang Huai also appeared from the wall next to him. They didn't say anything, just stared at Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan: ...I understand.

Keep drawing.

Gui Xiaoxu had been lying there bored for a long time, and when he saw Jiang Xuxu and the others coming to join in the fun, he simply flew back behind Jiang Zhan and watched him paint.

Although Jiang Xuxu's part was not finished yet, the parts for it and Turtle Little Brother had already been drawn, and Gui Xiaoxu fell in love with them at first sight.

To be an excellent alligator snapping turtle, you must be both domineering and sweet!

It looks so good!!

Jiang Zhan took much longer to paint this picture than usual.

In addition, the Jiang family had already noticed the few people standing clearly on the wall.

Jiang Yucheng, who was about to go out, stopped abruptly.

But it was not possible to lean against the wall like his wife and children, so he simply walked over to Jiang Zhan and watched him paint.

Chu Beihe had arrived at some point, but he was standing by the flower wall. He was not in the painting, but his eyes were looking at Jiang Xuxu, who was smiling on the flower wall.

It took me half a morning to finish a painting.

Everyone liked the finished product.

Only Jiang Zhan was not quite satisfied.

He thought about it, went back to the room and started again. In the final product, under the colorful flower wall, two turtles passed by with flowers on their heads, and on the top of the wall were familiar faces, some lazy and some smiling.

Beside the flower wall, a tall figure stood quietly, his eyes full of tenderness as he looked at someone on the wall.

In front of the flower wall, there is a young man concentrating on painting, and around him are many people.

In his previous life, he was used to and enjoyed loneliness, but in the future, no matter how long he lived, he wanted to live a lively and warm life.