Chapter 118 Small face black

  Jiaojiao's eyes didn't move away, Qiu Sheng soon found out, closed the book and looked back and forth, and found nothing wrong, so he asked with a smile: "Jiaojiao, but do you want to read this book?"

  Jiaojiao softly shook her head, pointed to the pattern drawn with a brush on the cover of the book and said, "Brother, why is ginseng drawn on the book?"

Qiusheng heard that looking at the simple ginseng portraits in the book, he thought of something interesting, and explained with a smile: "This is the book of my elder brother's classmate. His nickname is Rensheng, and he drew it on every book because he was bored in class. Two ginseng, used to mark this as his book."

   "Is that Qian Baokang?" Jiaojiao tilted her head and asked.

  Qiu Sheng never thought that Jiao Jiao still remembered him, so he nodded and smiled: "Well, it's him."

  Jiaojiao thought of the chubby boy last time, she pouted and shook her head. He and Master usually like to tease her when they first met, but she still thinks Master is the best.

   "Brother, what word is this?"

  Erya also ran over with the brochure in her arms to inquire.

  Qiu Sheng took it and looked at it, and then explained: "This is read as slick talk, which refers to people's sweet talk, hypocrisy and flattery."

   Erya opened her mouth and read it aloud several times, then said with a smile: "So that's what it means. Next time I meet these people, I won't call them idiots or villains. I will use this word to call them."

  Qiu Sheng rolled his lips and smiled, patted her head and said, "Yes, you can read and read, and convince people with reasoning."

   "Big brother, I don't know how, come and see!" Xiao Li also joined in the fun and shouted holding up the brochure.

  Qiu Sheng smiled helplessly, got up and went over to help him read.

Jiaojiao walked to the eldest brother's desk, and suddenly noticed that there were only a few books on the bookshelf of the eldest brother, and those few books were all scratched, and some of them even started to fade and turn yellow, obviously the materials were not very good .

  She thought that there were many books on the bookshelves in the space, so Jiaojiao decided to go into the space at night and ask A Que to see if there were any books suitable for her elder brother to read.

  Jiaojiao's eyes fell on the book that the eldest brother had read just now. The pattern on it was just a few strokes of lines, so that people could see that it was ginseng. Well, that Qian Baokang is quite powerful.

  As a ginseng essence, she also wants to learn to paint.

When Jiaojiao saw the pen and paper on the table, she climbed onto the stool and tried to draw, but the paper turned black as soon as the brush fell off. It was still painted black.

  No, no, it should be like this...

   Uh, why can’t I always draw badly.

  Qiu Sheng taught Xiao Li, and when he got up and turned around, he saw Jiao Jiao who had turned into a little cat.

  The cheeks and the tip of the nose are covered with ink. At this moment, the small hand is holding the brush, the little white face is full of sorrow, and the head is tilted. I don't know what I am thinking.

  Qiu Sheng couldn't help laughing, Jiaojiao heard the laughter, subconsciously looked at the eldest brother, and asked in puzzlement: "Brother, what's the matter~"

  Erya and Xiao Li also looked up, seeing that the little girl had become a little cat, they both laughed.

  Seeing everyone laughing, Jiaojiao was a little confused, so she scratched her forehead with her small hands, and a smear of ink was stained on her forehead. With her scratching, she really became a big face.

   "Oh, Jiaojiao, put down your hands, your hands are full of ink..."

  Erya hurried forward to hug the younger sister, and Qiusheng also smiled and went to help.

  Xiao Li helped fetch water, Erya wiped Jiaojiao's face with a cotton kerchief, and Qiu Sheng washed his little hands carefully.

  There was no mirror in the room, and Jiaojiao didn't see the face, but she knew it was stained with ink, so she closed her eyes obediently and let her brother and sister wash up.

  The ink is not easy to wipe down, and the delicate skin is white and tender, and the whole face is blurred by the ink.

  The originally white, tender and soft skin became dark and foggy, and the whole body became a little black face.

  Erya was very anxious, so she could only coax and say, "Jiaojiao, hold on, sister will wipe it for you."

  Jiaojiao didn't know what she had become, so she nodded obediently and said, "Okay~"

  As soon as Erya exerted a little force, Jiaojiao's skin began to congest and turn red. Jiaojiao held back with her small hands, but the blackness on her face still couldn't come down.

  Qiu Sheng was also a little worried, Xiao Li was so frightened that he almost cried, he hurried outside and shouted loudly, "Mom!"

  Liu Zhihua rushed over in a hurry, seeing Xiao Li with red eyes at the door, she was startled, walked over and led him by the hand and asked puzzledly, "What's the matter?"

  Xiao Li pointed to the room, dragged his mother and walked inside.

  Liu Zhihua was still confused, but when she entered the room, she saw her white baby on the stool turned into a little black face. She was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help but want to laugh.

   "Hey, what kind of dress is this? Dress up my mother's baby as a black loach."

  The cotton kerchief Erya held in her hand was smudged black, she looked at Mother anxiously and shouted: "Mother, come quickly and take a look, why is my little sister's face getting darker and darker?"

Only then did Liu Zhihua realize that the people were not playing. She wiped her hands on her body, and hurried over to hold Baobao's little face. She wiped the black with her fingers, but she couldn't get it off. She frowned and asked, "What's the matter?" Yes, but what did you eat?"

  Jiaojiao hurriedly opened her eyes, she looked at Mother with **** and moist eyes and said, "Mother, Jiaojiao didn't eat."

  The black and white pupils on Xiao Hei's face were particularly shining. Liu Zhihua held Guaibao in distress and worry, looked at Qiu Sheng and asked, "What's going on here?"

  Qiu Sheng hurriedly explained: "Mother, my little sister has ink rubbed on her face. There were only a few places on her face, but she fainted after wiping with a handkerchief dampened with water."

Liu Zhihua was relieved to hear that he was not poisoned by eating bad food. When he lowered his head, he looked at Guaibao's **** and white eyes and looked at the white and glutinous face. , nothing to worry about, just take a few days back and you'll be able to recover."

   Erya let out a long sigh of relief when she heard that, patting her chest, "I was scared to death, I thought my little sister would become as black as me."

  If the little girl turns black, she will shed tears of grievance when she meets those bad guys laughing at her. Thinking of that scene, she feels angry and distressed.

  Thinking of this, Erya walked over to her sister and said, "Baby, you will stay at home these few days, and go out to play after the darkening on your face fades in two days."

   Otherwise, she would be laughed at when she went out, and she would never forget those bad words. She didn't want her younger sister to listen to those words.

   Although Jiaojiao didn't know why, she would listen to what her sister said, so she nodded obediently and said, "Okay ~ Jiaojiao won't go out to play."

  Liu Zhihua listened to the conversation between the two sisters, smiled and nodded Erya's forehead and said: "You girl, you just have a dark face, and it's not that you are disabled and can't see people. Why can't you go out now?"

   Erya pursed her mouth and said nothing, Mother didn't know that she went out and met passers-by, and people whispered about her embarrassment when her face was dark.

   There are also those ugly words from the villagers. What she remembers most is overhearing a few aunts calling her a nigger, saying that she was reincarnated as a **** because she did something bad in her previous life...

  (end of this chapter)