God gave me a kapok 3

When Fu Ruilin saw this tin pot, she remembered that when she was a child, her grandfather's house would cook a big pot of bone soup every day.This is simply wonderful!Big bone broth tastes better than milk, with sufficient calcium, good!The milk item can be deleted to save money.

"Okay." Fu Ruilin nodded, and then put the rice into her mouth with the corn, her cheeks on both sides suddenly swelled into two small balls.

Lunch is over soon.

Fang Fang cleaned up the dishes and took them to wash. Fang Shourong wanted to take Fu Ruilin to watch TV, but Fu Ruilin would not go, and had to stand and walk for at least half an hour after the meal. Seeing this, Fang Shourong went back to the room to watch TV by himself.

Fu Ruilin walked out of the door for a while to take a look, and then rushed to the second uncle's room to have a look. The second uncle loved to sing, and the home KTV met again, and then wandered into the uncle's room. The TV cabinet of the uncle had the most food up.

Across the third uncle’s room is the sewing room. On the left side of the door is the wall and the back door. On the right side of the door is a sewing machine. The corner of the room is full of fabrics, all of which are money. The children in the previous life loved playing on the fabrics.

Thinking of this, Fu Ruilin sat on the pile of fabrics again, the familiar smell, the soft cry from her buttocks, haha, she is also sitting on the pile of money.

Fu Ruilin got up, patted the cloth on her body, and walked a little bit inside. There was a wooden bed against the wall in the center, and a sewing machine was on the right side of the wooden bed.

This wooden bed is still clean.

When Fu Ruilin returned to the door, she looked up and saw that it was a cave. There was a small attic upstairs, and she had to use a ladder to go up. The ladder was next to it. She had only entered this attic twice in her previous life. At that time, she always felt that the small attic above was The attic holds all the treasures of the home.

As for what is on it, she really has no impression, only remembers that the light in the attic is very dim, and it is not high, adults have to bow their bodies.

She looked down at her thin arms and legs, she shook her head, she should put aside the idea of ​​climbing up, if she dared to do this now, her mother would peel off a layer of skin.

"Hey! Our brother is back!" Fang Fang's voice came from outside.

younger brother!Fu Ruilin hurried out, only to see her mother taking her younger brother from her uncle's arms.

Fu Ruilong is now two years old, still at the age of wearing diapers, his younger brother is also very good-looking, with a melon-seeded face with baby fat, big inner eyes, and long and curled eyelashes like Fu Ruilin.

My uncle's name is Fang Dajiang, and my uncle's hair is still curly and dense, with a strong figure, a high nose and big eyes, and he looks like a guy from Xinjiang.

"Uncle!" Fu Ruilin greeted Fang Dajiang.

"Come back, have you eaten yet?" Fang Dajiang reached out to touch Fu Ruilin's head.

"Eat." Fu Ruilin nodded. In her previous life, she heard from her mother that her uncle was the most clingy person, and she had to wait for him to come to take a bath and eat, but she was too young at that time, so she didn't remember.

My uncle is an amateur martial artist, and he has a master in Rong County. In his previous life, he also said that he taught her to practice martial arts, but she gave up if she couldn't persist. She didn't have any impression of this, and she didn't know about it. Whether there is still a chance to learn from my uncle in my life, I will discuss it with him another day.

"Brother!" Fu Ruilin reached out to pinch Fu Ruilong's feet again, and could feel the softness and tenderness of the child through a layer of socks.

"Call me sister!" Fu Ruilin grabbed Fu Ruilong's foot and shook it twice.

"How many." Fu Ruilong blinked his eyes twice, and after confirming that the person in front of him was someone he had to call sister, he babbled twice as a non-standard sister, then yawned big, and began to rub his eyes with his fleshy hands.

"Sleepy, mom will take you to bed." Fang Fang hugged Fu Ruilong horizontally, and walked into grandma's room while shaking his son gently. The little boy closed his eyes within a few seconds.

"Are you sleeping?" Uncle Fang Dajiang asked Fu Ruilin.

Fu Ruilin looked up at the clock hanging on the middle wall between the doors of the first and second rooms. It was 10 minutes to 1 o'clock. She had just had a full meal and couldn't sleep yet.

"I've just had a full meal. I'll go to bed later." Fu Ruilin shook her head and patted her stomach lightly.

Fang Dajiang smiled and went back to his room, then took off his shoes and coat, lay down on the bed and took a nap.

Fu Ruilin looked into her grandmother's room and found that her grandfather, Fang Shourong, had turned off the TV because his younger brother was going to sleep, and went to bed for a nap.

There are two beds in grandma's room. Fang Fang is gently placing Fu Ruilong on the other bed, and the little one is already asleep.

Fu Ruilin leaned over to look at her soft and waxy younger brother. The younger brother had a habit of touching the fur of the blanket when he fell asleep, and his mouth would move like a straw.

Fu Ruilin couldn't help but reached out and poked her younger brother's cheek. It was a bit cold, but still tender, like tofu. Oh, I really want to take a bite!Fu Ruilin wanted to poke again, but Fang Fang pushed her hand away.

"Don't do it, I'm asleep." Fang Fang said softly.

Fu Ruilin nodded and withdrew her hand, and looked at her younger brother. In her previous life, her younger brother did not go to college. He didn't like studying. At the same time, the family couldn't make ends meet because of his father's drug addiction, so his younger brother went out to work after graduating from high school.

Fu Ruilin studied engineering in her previous life, but she entered the screenwriting circle after graduation. After leaving the society for a year, she started a new media business. It took a year to get better. In the past two years, her younger brother supported her financially, and at the same time, she was also supported by her younger brother. The debt of this family.

Without her younger brother, there would be no her back then.

Brother, let me protect you for the rest of my life.

Chapter 4 Painting Teacher

After waking up from a nap, grandpa sent Fu Ruilin to school, but Fang Fang went back to the shop in the industrial area and couldn't see Fu Ruilin off.

Fang Fang, her younger sister Fang Yan, and her husband's younger brother's wife Chen Ping opened a quilt shop in partnership.In Fu Ruilin's memory, this shop stopped working within two years, and the specific reason is unknown.

The afternoon classes are richer, such as sports, painting, music and so on.

The music class teacher is teaching the children to sing the songs in the textbook one after another, such as "Nostalgia", "March of the Volunteers" and so on.

Fu Ruilin was particularly impressed with the song "Nostalgia", because she sang "Nostalgia" in the final assessment of the music class in her previous life, and she got an A.

The painting class teacher is to teach children to draw simple objects such as apples and pears.When she first came into contact with painting in her previous life, she had already shown a great talent for painting. Her favorite thing was to draw people, and she would often follow illustrations in magazines all day without moving.

"Okay, everyone will draw this apple today and hand it in after class." The painting teacher tapped the red apple on the blackboard.

Fu Ruilin's thoughts suddenly returned to her body. She blinked her eyes twice, looked at the apple on the blackboard, and then at the white paper on the table, and suddenly the corners of her mouth curled up.

When she was in the third grade in her last life, her mother Fang Fang wanted to send her to the Children’s Palace to learn painting, but unfortunately her grandfather Fang Shourong said that it was useless to learn it. and math.

She didn't pick up the brush until she was 30 years old, and became a famous painter in just two years. However, except for the only portraits of her mother and younger brother, she didn't draw people anymore, only landscapes.

In this life, her painting skills can also be used while she is young.

When she picked up the pen and drew the first outline, the outline came out, but it didn't feel right, the lines were a little floating.

It seems that if you want to reproduce your painting skills, you still cannot escape practice, and you need to be familiar with your current body.

She picked up the pen again, slowed down her movements, and increased her strength. After 10 minutes, a picture of apples on a plate was drawn.

Fu Ruilin did not use color, but pure pencil drawing, and used different shades of lead traces to create light and shadow effects. The piled up round apples look like they were taken by a black and white camera.

"Wow! Fu Ruilin, it turns out that you are so good at drawing!" The tablemate's eyes widened. He looked at Fu Ruilin's apple painting, and then looked at his own apple. He was drawn by himself so that one side was small and the other was big. It's a poisoned apple.

"You can practice more." Fu Ruilin smiled, and after she finished speaking, she picked up the pen and prepared to draw another picture of Lianlian.

Chen Xiaoyi wanders among the little radishes bored, she has the weakest painting talent among all her seniors, and she can only be a painting teacher when she comes out. Her husband’s hometown is in Yulin, and her husband was assigned to go back to his hometown after being in politics, so she is here It is difficult to find an art teacher in a small place, so her life is quite nourishing.

etc!This kid can draw at this level!

Chen Xiaoyi stopped beside Fu Ruilin, and reached out to pick up Fu Ruilin's notebook. Fu Ruilin was about to write, when she saw that the notebook had fallen into the teacher's hand.

"teacher?"

"You drew this?" Chen Xiaoyi couldn't contain her surprise, looking at Fu Ruilin like a house girl seeing a man.

Fu Ruilin suppressed her smile and nodded. In her previous life, she had no impression of this painting teacher, because he had only taught them for a semester and then left. It was about this time. She didn't know the specific reason. She didn't expect this teacher to be very funny. ah.

"How long have you been learning to draw? Who did you learn from?" Chen Xiaoyi asked.