My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 151 What a pitiful watermelon

The little breasted dumpling nodded vigorously as he spoke, puffed up his chest with great pride, and presented the painting to Su Chenyi.

“So, second nephew, why do you draw so well but don’t draw your great nephews?”

Su Chenyi was stared at by Mianmian's big questioning eyes. He lowered his head while kneeling and sincerely admitted his mistake: "Sister-in-law, I didn't care about Chaoyu and Chaoyang before. This is indeed my problem. I have already reflected on it. I will continue to reflect on it later. Also, the painting I am planning to draw actually includes the two of them."

As he spoke, Su Chenyi took out his mobile phone, called the smart device with his voice, turned on the projector, and projected the photo on the wall.

That photo was taken in a very wide area. In the center, Mian Mian wanted to touch the painting about the sea, with his face turned sideways towards the camera. On the left side of Mianmian is Su Chaoyu who is looking at the camera in surprise, and on the right side is Su Chaoyang who is squatting on the ground playing with wooden figures with Su Chenfei.

Although Mianmian is the visual center of the photo, Su Chaoyu and Su Chaoyang also occupy their respective positions. Under the sun, each little **** has a different expression. The picture is beautiful and peaceful. Anyone who sees it will smile knowingly.

After showing the photo, Su Chenyi was very serious: "I think this painting is the most beautiful scene I have seen in the rest of my life, so I want to paint it. Just supervise me, if I don't do it well enough, just... I was educated using my great-aunt’s family French stick.”

Su Chenyi made the last guarantee absolutely categorical. Everyone knows that ordinary people cannot bear the stick, and he is very determined to change his life style.

After hearing Su Chenyi's assurance, Mianmian's eyes rolled.

 She was remembering the past.

  In the past, after her mother criticized her, she would sometimes criticize her father who played pranks with her, saying that some things require both parties to work hard.

So Mianmian turned around and came close to Su Chaoyu. Her little face was very close to Su Chaoyu's: "You have heard it, great nephew. My great-aunt helped you educate your father. He said he would work hard to correct it. If he didn't change it, Okay, you tell my great-aunt."

Mianmian was mid-sentence, shaking out the thin French stick from the bag.

The French stick miraculously landed on her little hand, and then the little guy hugged it with both hands, bumped it twice and showed it to Su Chaoyu, and said, "Grandma, use this French stick to spank his **** and teach him a lesson!"

With her cute little breasts, her little hands could easily lift an iron pillar as thick as her head and move it up and down.

Who would not be afraid after seeing this scene?

Su Chenjin was kneeling when she suddenly took out her phone, stood up, took a long step, and found a suitable angle to take a picture of Mianmian.

Other brothers wanted to take pictures if they wanted to imitate him, but Mianmian had already stuffed the stick into his bag.

"What do you think? Chaoyu, my dear." Mianmian put away the little tips bag and asked Su Chaoyu seriously.

Su Chaoyu swallowed.

The fifth uncle, who was extremely strong, couldn't pick up the two French sticks, but the great aunt was able to pick them up and still move them. In other words, the great-aunt could really beat his father with that stick.

Then if it goes down, dad will definitely be crushed!

He was vaguely aware of a problem. If his great-aunt really didn't want them to stay at home, it would be a very easy thing.

 For example, just put them in that magical little bag and don’t let them out.

"Me, me, will you use that bag to pack us in the future?" Su Chaoyu was very worried. He had glared at his great-aunt.

"Ah?" Mianmian blinked when asked, "No, why did I pretend to be you?"

"You have pretended to be us. You, you can continue to be liked by everyone. Then your grandparents will give you all the things at home...and our family's money." Su Chaoyu stammered, "Others say we are The family has a lot of money, the kindergarten children said, and the children’s parents also said.”

Mianmian tilted her head and pointed out a fact: "Then I can just pretend to be the money. Why are you two pretending?"

However, she still felt embarrassed and poured out golden beans, jade, and some women's jewelry from the brocade bag.

“Mom said these things are Shanxia’s money. I’m rich and I won’t take things from juniors.”

 There is a pile on the sofa.

Mianmian pushed them in front of Su Chaoyu: "If you like it, my great-aunt and grandma will give it to you. My great-aunt and grandma will make money by treating people, and you can also perform on the street, like hey hey haha, put a stone on your chest and smash it." That kind of thing, my great-aunt can do it too." Su Chaoyu completely stopped talking.

Although he didn’t know the price of this pile of things, he knew that there were beautiful black pearls among them. His mother once bought a black pearl necklace, which was called a limited edition. It cost several million, and there were many zeros on the shopping ticket.

 A pearl is so expensive. My great-aunt has so many here, as well as gold and other things. They seem to be very valuable things.

The great-aunt said she wanted to give it to him. How could she look like she would kick them out and take the Su family's money herself?

Su Chaoyu thought of this and stammered: "I don't want what's yours, what's yours is yours, I, I, I, I stare, stare at you, I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Hearing the apology, Mianmian touched Su Chaoyu's head, emphatically touching the neat bangs.

　　It looks like a watermelon cover. She put the watermelon on her head after eating the watermelon. This is how she looks in the mirror.

　　Oh, in the village where watermelons were sold earlier, she couldn't even eat so many watermelons, and they were destroyed by the water.

 “What a pitiful watermelon.” Mianmian muttered in a low voice.

Su Chaoyu was stunned.

 Are you saying that he looks like a watermelon?

Su Chaoyu wanted to ask, but Mianmian had already run away. This time, he ran to Su Chenjin and touched Su Chenjin's face with his little hands.

Su Chenjin didn’t know why her sister-in-law suddenly acted like this. She knelt down and waited for her sister-in-law to speak.

He is 1.9 meters tall. Even when he is kneeling, he is taller than Mianmian. In order to fit in with Mianmian's small breasts, he has to bend his back.

The little girl's little hands were full of meat, and she tapped him on the face. Then she put one hand on her hips and raised Su Chenjin's chin with the other, and said in a sweet voice: "Great nephew, please smile?"

Su Chenjin originally curled her lips slightly, but upon hearing these words, the corners of her lips froze and she forced herself to smile.

Mianmian hurriedly touched the area around Su Chenjin's mouth. After touching it, he carefully came to the conclusion: "My grandnephew, you are about to become facially paralyzed. Do you know that you should smile more in the future? The acupuncture points on your face are blocked. Smiling is not only for Mianmian, but also for the family." Others are laughing, but you can't be so serious. Otherwise, your face will be ruined, and Mianmian will give you an injection."

Su Chenjin was very clear in her heart. She knew that her aunt was trying to solve Su Chaoyu's problem, so she readily admitted her mistake: "Well, it was my grandnephew's fault. I shouldn't have brought my work status to the house, and I should be serious at home."

The Su family has a great business, so many people are staring at this piece of meat, waiting for the day when something goes wrong with the Su family, so that they can eat the Su family.

 This means spending more time making decisions and supervising subordinates. Even if you have a right-hand man to help you, there are still many things to do every day.

　　When Mr. Su retired and he first took over, many people thought of him as young and wanted to pull him down. Facing those conspiracies, Su Chenjin naturally became serious, so he developed a non-smiling character.

Although she is feeling better now, Su Chenjin has almost forgotten how to laugh.

After hearing Su Chenjin’s confession, Mianmian patted Su Chenjin’s face gently with her fleshy little hands, and smiled sweetly: “The eldest grandnephew is the best behaved.”

 After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to Su Chaoyu's side: "Look, your uncle is actually a little sick. It's not that he doesn't smile at you. He was actually very anxious after receiving the call."

Su Chaoyu's eyes widened: "Did uncle receive our call? Uncle is anxious? Is it true?"

Hearing that Su Chaoyu didn’t believe it, Mianmian took Su Chaoyu’s hand and asked Su Chaoyu to look at Su Chenjin’s feet.

 “Look here, the great-nephew’s toenails.”

 (End of this chapter)