Chapter 365 Candy: Left-Handed Knife, Right-Handed Hammer

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went downstairs to the candy. After seeing the breakfast on the table, there was no delicious rattle, and I was a little disappointed.

How come there is no fragrance.

"Drink milk, or soy milk."

Mo Jingchun, who was biting a fried dough stick, came out of the kitchen.

Holding a cup of hot milk and a cup of hot soybean milk in his hand.

It's like this every day, um, the big boss of his dignified candy technology, he drinks leftovers in the morning.

Candy held his chin, pouted, and said:

"Soymilk."

Pure milk is not tasty at all. I really don’t know why my brother still likes to buy pure milk.

Maybe my brother likes to drink it, yes, definitely.

Candy laughed as if she had discovered some big secret.

Not knowing why, Mo Jingchun glanced at it and said:

"Hurry up and eat the buns, someone has to go to school soon."

Who this so-and-so was, there was no question.

"Lovely children, the content of today's class is to draw a picture of the family in your mind~"

"Let's ask the children to read carefully, study carefully, and see how the teacher draws the picture~"

In the bright classroom, the teacher is teaching vividly in front of the classroom.

Under the podium, Candy, who was sitting with Xiang'er, was holding a colored paintbrush, and looked at the teacher painting there with a dazed expression. After a while, a figure painting came out.

It looks so simple, but where to start.

Draw a circle, is the head?

Probably...probably...yes.

Suddenly, Candy still felt that music was the easiest, but painting was too difficult.

It's okay to draw a simple picture, but it's hard to start with such a complicated figure painting.

"Children, today's class is over here. Tomorrow the teacher will check the children's drawings~ Children who perform well can get little red flowers."

"Okay, get out of class is over."

"goodbye teacher."

"See you tomorrow, kids."

What happened, Candy looked at the teacher in a daze and left.

Is this class over so soon?

But why did I draw my brother's two legs?

What can I do.

Candy's face was full of sorrow.

In the afternoon, Candy has nothing else to do, just sit in the classroom and draw pictures seriously.

Xiang'er on the side can testify that Candy definitely put her heart into it this time.

When it was almost time to leave school, Candy's brows had already wrinkled into a "Chuan".

The feet, hands, and body are all drawn, and they look okay.

It's this head, no matter how Candy draws it, it doesn't look like my brother at all.

Draw and wipe, wipe and draw.

Or not.

In the office, Mo Jingchun looked at his listless younger sister and asked in surprise:

"What's going on here?"

Can you not be surprised, when the little guy came to the office after school, he either rushed in on a scooter, or asked him to "settle accounts" angrily.

It was the first time I saw this listless person.

Candy put the schoolbag on the sofa, pouted and said:

"Nothing."

From Zero, Mo Jingchun learned that there are still little guys in this world who can't.

Mo Jingchun thought that Candy's many talents were as awesome as music.

Also, no matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to be perfect.

This is true even if there is a system, not to mention that the little guy doesn't have a system.

Mo Jingchun secretly smiled, it's okay to suffer setbacks.

But Mo Jingchun didn't laugh for a long time before he stopped laughing.

Early the next morning, Mo Jingchun was dumbfounded holding his ID card.

At the corner of the wall, Candy held the creation that he had spent the whole day with both hands, and leaned against the wall with his back wide-eyed.

Those big eyes were full of innocence and finally stubbornness.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Jingchun showed his aunt's smile, there is no way, who is his own sister?

"Guo'er, tell me the truth, whose idea is it?"

Mo Jingchun couldn't figure it out, our talent for drawing is really not good, so it's okay if we stop painting.

Why do you want to harm his ID card?

"My idea."

For a moment, Mo Jingchun didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Say you're smart, you think of some bad ideas.

Say you are stupid, you still know that the painting is not good, so just take the ready-made ones.

Cut out the head portrait on the ID card and paste it on the painting, thanks to your little guy's idea.

Sin!

Holding the ID card that had lost his head, Mo Jingchun looked at his younger sister who was punished to stand, and asked:

"How did you cut it?"

Candy blinked her eyes, put down the painting in her hand, and gestured with her little hands in a dignified way.

"The carving knife in the left hand, the hammer in the right hand."

"Bang bang bang~"

Mo Jingchun laughed angrily, "It's that simple?"

The little guy nodded undeniably and blinked his eyes.

"Co-author, last night, you were banging in the children's room, that's what you did."

At this moment, Mo Jingchun really regretted it, really.

He clearly heard the sound last night, so why didn't he go up and have a look?

I naively thought that the little guy was just playing with toys.

Sighing, Mo Jingchun picked up the painting.

"Take it, don't take my brother's ID card next time."

"The ID card is very important, do you understand?"

Candy nodded quickly, "Yeah."

Needless to say, when his brother put her back against the wall, she realized that something was wrong.

I was prepared to be beaten, but my brother actually held back.

amazing!

What's this called? It's called a man who can bend and stretch, and endure what ordinary people can't bear.

"Hurry up and have breakfast, I'll take you to kindergarten in a while."

The reasoning was very clear, and the confession was so frank that Mo Jingchun felt ashamed to say unnecessary words.

After sending the little one to the kindergarten, Mo Jingchun didn't get out of the car.

Instead, Peter Pan drove to the police station.

These days, you can't do without an ID card.

Even if he is the boss of Candy Technology.

At the police station, the policewoman handling the ID card business looked at the ID card that Mo Jingchun handed over, her face full of astonishment.

"Ahem, the kid did it while I wasn't paying attention."

Children, it can't be candy, right? Besides, the policewoman can't think of any other child who is so bold as to cut off the ID card of the candy technology boss.

There are only candies left, and others may not be able to get Mo Jingchun's ID card.

Ten minutes later, Mo Jingchun, holding a new ID card, walked out of the police station with a smile on his face.

"Advanced technology means convenience."

Mo Jingchun did not expect that in just a few years, ID cards can now be obtained on the spot.

It is as simple and convenient as applying for a new bank card.

This Mo Jingchun must be praised.

Last time, Mo Jingchun remembered that he applied for an ID card and got a new ID card more than a month later.

On the other side, when Candy took out the painting, the teacher who checked the painting was stunned.

My god, will the boss make trouble for her~

Throughout the day, the teacher was in a state of anxiety.

Fortunately, nothing happened, neither the boss nor the director looked for her.

It seems that the boss should know the situation.