After marrying a vegetative boss

When Baiyao was in the countryside, his favorite thing was painting.

In fact, he didn’t find a teacher to teach him. When he was a child, he took a piece of red brick and scribbled on the wall after school, drawing whatever came to mind.

Later, Baiyao's grandparents saw that he was talented, so they went to the bookstore and bought him some painting technique books, and Baiyao began to paint according to the books.

Slowly, Baiyao's paintings became better and better.Baiyao's grandfather thought that the child's talent in this area should not be wasted, so he wanted to find a teacher for him.But the teaching conditions in the countryside are limited. After seeing Baiyao's paintings, the teacher he was looking for was surprised and said that Baiyao's level had surpassed his own, and he could no longer teach Baiyao anything.

On the one hand, Baiyao's grandfather is happy that his child is promising, but on the other hand, he is worried. With such a good talent, it should not be wasted, but he has no ability to hire a better teacher for Baiyao.

So Grandpa Baiyao called Baiyao's father, asking him to find a good teacher for Baiyao in the city.Bai Ting agreed without hesitation, but when he turned around to socialize, he forgot about Bai Yao's matter, and the matter of finding a teacher became nothing in the midst of joyful waiting.

After Baiyao graduated, she decided to become an art teacher in a country school.

But when he came to the imperial capital, he had already resigned from his school job, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get up at five o'clock every morning and fly to school, and then fly back to the imperial capital at night.

As for Mrs. Feng asking him about his future plans in the imperial capital...

Baiyao thought for a while, and said, "Maybe I will find another job related to painting. Grandma, do you have any suggestions?"

He knew that if he married into the rich family of Feng's family, he would not have the same degree of freedom outside as before. What kind of work to do depends not only on his ideas, but also on whether it is in line with the dignity of Feng's family.

Old Madam Feng smiled: "Do you want to continue studying?"

"Study?" Bai Yao was stunned, his eyes widened.

Mrs. Feng wanted Baiyao to experience the campus life of the university. This child was more than well-behaved but lacked vigor. This may have something to do with the distorted living environment of the Bai family.But she was just giving Baiyao a suggestion, what to do actually depends on what Baiyao likes.

"However, if you want to continue to be a teacher, grandma can also ask someone to find you a job at the school. Or if you want to set up a studio, grandma will also find someone to help you build it. When you have more works, you can go everywhere Go to an art exhibition."

These are not empty promises, but the sincere love of an old man.

Mrs. Feng is the third person in the world who is sincerely kind to Baiyao. If Baiyao was slightly moved when she saw Mrs. Feng buying clothes and daily necessities for herself in the shopping mall, then this For a moment, Baiyao really regarded Mrs. Feng as his third family member from the bottom of his heart.

Eye sockets suddenly became sore, Bai Yao lowered her eyes, choked up and said, "Grandma, I want to go to school."

"Good boy, don't cry. Grandma will find you a school when you get back and arrange for you to go to school."

Out of liking for Mrs. Feng, Baiyao decided to treat Feng Zhuojun better when he was sleeping at night.In order to prevent Feng Zhuojun from being kicked out of bed again when he snatched the quilt from him, when Bai Yao went to sleep again, he only dared to shrink himself to the side of the bed where Feng Zhuojun could not be kicked by stretching his legs.Or no matter how dishonest he was in his sleep, he should turn over and throw himself to the ground first.

There is a carpet under the bed, which is thick and soft, even if it falls, it won't hurt very much.

But Baiyao underestimated his magical ability to sleep. When he woke up the next morning, he still kicked Feng Zhuojun to the bedside, but it was better than the day before, and he even left some quilt for Feng Zhuojun.

Looking at the scene of bullying on the bed that he created, Bai Yao buried himself in the quilt.

Woo - he's sorry for Old Madam Feng.