Chapter 120
Tiantian was standing in front of the full-length mirror, his expression serious.
His face was splattered with colorful oil paint, the largest of which was a light red at the corner of his eye.
However, because his face had been wiped with a towel too many times, the light red was showing a tendency to develop into a deep red.
Tiantian looked at his colorful face, took a deep breath, but a layer of tears still couldn’t help but well up in his eyes.
In the future, will the cub have to live with a face full of oil paint for the rest of his life?
Shen Jinfeng pushed open the door and saw the little one holding back his tears, and he laughed wildly.
“Hahaha, everyone laughs at you, but you’re the funniest!”
Shen Tiantian was so angered by his second brother that he fell back.
He sucked in his little belly and pounced with a roar.
Like a fluffy little bear, Shen Tiantian rolled on the ground and rubbed his whole body on his brother’s clothes and pants.
The oil paint on his face couldn’t be rubbed off, but the undried oil paint on his clothes was rubbed onto Shen Jinfeng.
Shen Jinfeng’s fingertips were stained with a little blue, and he let out a disgusted “ew.”
He looked down at his messy clothes, and Shen Jinfeng frowned and shouted, “Shen Tiantian!”
The battle between the two was about to break out.
At the critical moment, Shen Xiuze pushed the door and walked in.
He saw that his two little brothers were covered in colors, and the smaller one was even like he had rolled in a bucket of oil paint. He couldn’t help but let out a soft hiss.
“This is too dirty.”
His germaphobia was about to act up.
At this moment, Shen Tiantian and Shen Jinfeng exchanged glances.
In the next second, the two of them tacitly pounced on him one after another, and rubbed the oil paint on their clothes onto Shen Xiuze.
Shen Xiuze’s pupils quaked.
After a short five minutes.
A smile reappeared on Shen Tiantian’s little face.
He sat on the sofa, swinging his short little legs, looked at his second brother’s colorful sweatshirt next door, then at his big brother’s wrinkled and oil-stained shirt, and nodded in satisfaction.
“We’re a family of brothers. We have to be neat and tidy like this~”
Shen Tiantian shook his little head, held his daily portion of Wangzai milk, and drank it happily.
On the sofa opposite him, Shen Yuanchuan, who was still searching for how to remove oily oil paint from the skin, silently raised his tablet to cover the constantly lifting corners of his mouth.
Not to mention, the three sons were quite uniform now.
If they went out like this, who wouldn’t be able to tell that the three of them were biological brothers?
It was just a little funny.
Shen Xiuze, whose shirt was wrinkled like dried pickled vegetables, really couldn’t stand his untidy image and was the first to stand up.
“I’m going upstairs to change my clothes.”
Shen Jinfeng also finally came back to his senses from holding back his laughter and nodded.
“I’ll go too.”
The two of them were tall, so it wasn’t as if their faces were also covered in oil paint like Shen Tiantian’s.
They came down in a change of pajamas, fresh and clean again.
Downstairs.
Shen Tiantian’s hair was sticking up messily, like a moving little rainbow.
He tilted his head, watched as his daddy applied soap and water to his little face, and said with curiosity:
“Daddy, can this wash off the paint?”
Shen Yuanchuan just said, “I’m not sure.”
It turned out that for most dads, as long as the kid was alive, it was fine.
Shen Tiantian’s face was covered in soap and water, and as he breathed, a large bubble blew from his nose.
The first thing Shen Yuanchuan did was not to help Shen Tiantian wipe his face, but to slap his thigh with a laugh and quickly take out his phone.
“Hahaha, I recorded it.”
Tiantian was puzzled for a moment, and the bubble popped with a pop.
Realizing something, Tiantian put his little hands on his hips in anger and chased his daddy with his little fists.
“You’re so hateful! You’re just laughing at me, Daddy!”
In the end, Shen Yuanchuan was rewarded with a set of soap-and-water-soaked clothes.
Shen Yuanchuan looked at the little tyke who was still angrily trying to rub the soap and water on him and said with disgust:
“Shen Tiantian, you’re too dirty. Hurry up and go and wipe your face.”
Shen Tiantian had almost wiped all the soap and water from his face, but he still huffed and ran to the faucet to carefully wash his little face.
To his despair, only a very small part of the oil paint had come off.
Shen Tiantian couldn’t help it. He let out a whimper and threw his head back and cried.
“It’s over~”
In the future, Tiantian will have to be an ugly monster with oil paint on his face!
Shen Tiantian was sad all night and finally fell asleep in bed, wronged.
Shen Yuanchuan, who had changed into a clean set of clothes, came over to see the little one who was still sobbing in his dream and couldn’t help but shake his head with a light laugh.
The next morning, Tiantian had to face an unusually difficult problem.
He had to go to kindergarten with oil paint on his face.
Tiantian, with a layer of mist in his eyes, was put on his coat by the butler uncle and said with a sob:
“Can’t… can’t I not go to kindergarten?”
The butler uncle carefully looked at Tiantian’s little face.
Yesterday’s commotion had had some effect.
The smaller oil paint on Shen Tiantian’s face had been washed off, leaving only the red patch at the corner of his eye and the light green on his chin and neck.
These two color patches were a bit large and not easy to wash.
The butler uncle hesitated for a while and felt that it was fine to rest at home for a day.
Although it was quite cute for a child to go out with this image, he might be laughed at by other children.
The butler uncle stood up and called the teacher.
“Hey, teacher. It’s like this. Tiantian has something to do today and needs to take a day off. It’s not because he doesn’t like to eat braised lion’s head for lunch. Yes, it’s because of other things.”
Before he could finish, Shen Tiantian’s small ears had already moved nimbly.
He tilted his head, stood on his tiptoes on the side, and asked sweetly:
“Teacher, what braised lion’s head?”
After getting the teacher’s reply that today’s lunch was braised lion’s head and steamed sweet rice, Shen Tiantian quickly put on a small mask and resolutely went to kindergarten.
He held out his small hand and said firmly:
“I want to go to school, to learn knowledge, so that I can help Daddy manage the company in the future.”
It’s not for some braised lion’s head.
The butler uncle was a very emotional person.
He took out a small handkerchief from somewhere and wiped his tears.
“Ai, the little young master is so sensible. He’s grown up.”
The butler didn’t notice that Tiantian had already climbed into the car and was still sighing with emotion:
“Time flies. I’m old too.”
On the other side, Tiantian had already put on his mask, his brows and eyes curved as he got into the car and went to kindergarten.
Today’s kindergarten was as calm as usual.
The children who had arrived early were gathered in groups of two or three, discussing what games to play.
There were also some individual children who were still immersed in the sadness of being separated from their parents and were sitting on the side, wiping their tears.
The teacher had learned about Tiantian’s situation and allowed him to wear a mask today.
So Tiantian, wearing a black mask and a matching baseball cap, a black denim jacket and jeans, and a black single-shoulder schoolbag, walked in in a low-key manner.
The other children looked at his image today and couldn’t help but open their mouths wide.
A little girl who chatted with Tiantian the most came over, lay on the table, and asked with curiosity:
“Tiantian? Are you Tiantian?”
Tiantian hummed in acknowledgment, and his voice came from under the mask, a little muffled.
He looked up, and a part of the light red at the corner of his eye was not covered. With his round eyes and slightly curved corners, it was as beautiful as if it had been deliberately drawn.
The little girl had already let out a few “wow”s and asked with her eyes shining:
“Tiantian, did you put on makeup?!”
The other little girls on the side, who had been triggered by the keyword, quickly ran over on their short little legs and surrounded Shen Tiantian.
“Tiantian put on makeup? So beautiful!”
“My mommy also often puts red on her eyelids. Did you only put it on one eye, Tiantian?”
Tiantian shook his head, his voice muffled by the mask, making it even more muffled and soft.
“No, it’s because I accidentally got oil paint on my face when I was drawing yesterday.”
Although most of his face was covered, the looks-supremacist little girls still felt that Tiantian was very good-looking like this!
Especially at noon, when the children were sitting around a long table for lunch.
Tiantian took off his mask, and the other children didn’t even eat their food and went over to look for a long time.
The children were chirping like little sparrows.
However, Tiantian, who was eating braised lion’s head in big mouthfuls, didn’t care and had temporarily blocked out the outside world.
At night.
A series of ding-ding-dang-dang sounds suddenly appeared in the parents’ group chat.
Shen Yuanchuan was drinking clear stewed chicken soup. He had nothing to do, so he took out his phone to take a look.
[Teacher, did you teach makeup in class today? Why is my daughter making a fuss about putting eyeshadow on her eyelids as soon as she gets home?]
[My stinky boy too! I asked him why a boy would steal my lipstick!]
[Is the teacher there? What’s going on?]
Shen Yuanchuan continued to drink a mouthful of soup and couldn’t help but say:
“Children these days are quite trendy. They’re all starting to dress up and put on makeup.”
But in the next second, the teacher’s explanation made Shen Yuanchuan dumbfounded.
[Parents, don’t worry. It’s because Tiantian had oil paint on his face today, and the other children thought it was good-looking, so they wanted to imitate it. Please don’t be too harsh on the children. I’ll also have a class tomorrow to give the children the correct aesthetic guidance~]
Shen Yuanchuan: “…”
Shen Tiantian is even involved in this?!
Shen Yuanchuan glanced at Shen Tiantian, whose oil paint on his skin had obviously faded a lot after a day.
The little one’s eye corners were red, and the light green on his chin was like the first wisp of a branch in early spring.
To be honest, it was quite good-looking.
Shen Tiantian had already finished his big pork ribs without a care in the world. Seeing his daddy in a daze, his eyes couldn’t help but light up.
While his daddy was not paying attention, Shen Tiantian reached out his small chopsticks and skillfully picked up the pork ribs from his daddy’s plate and put them in his own bowl.
Shen Yuanchuan sent a message in the group, expressing his apology.
When he came back to his senses, he was stunned for a moment.
“Uncle Zhou, I remember that everyone had a portion of pork ribs tonight, right?”
Where are the pork ribs on his plate?
The butler, Uncle Zhou, was silent and only favored Tiantian.
“That, maybe a greedy little cat took it away.”
Tiantian secretly threw the gnawed pork rib bone into the trash can, his mouth stained with sauce, greasy.
“That’s right, that’s right. It must have been a greedy little cat that ate it.”
Shen Yuanchuan was so angry he laughed, and let out a couple of “heh heh”s.
“Shen Tiantian, can’t you wipe your mouth clean before you speak next time you steal food?”
It was just that Shen Jinfeng and Shen Xiuze were not back from working overtime today. Otherwise, Shen Tiantian could have taken all four people’s pork ribs and put them in his own bowl.
Tiantian pressed his lips into a smile and giggled a few times.
Before going to bed at night, Shen Yuanchuan tried to use baking soda water on Shen Tiantian again.
This time, the marks were much lighter.
Shen Tiantian was finally relieved. He patted his little belly and let out a long sigh.
“Yay, I don’t have to live with paint on my face for the rest of my life.”
Shen Yuanchuan: “From the looks of it, it should be completely washed off tomorrow.”
Tiantian nodded vigorously and happily climbed onto his small bed to sleep.
Before going to sleep, he even sent a short voice message to his little friend, Qin Ye.
“Yezi, the oil paint on my face has been washed off. I don’t have to be an ugly child anymore.”
It happened to be daytime on Qin Ye’s side, and he replied quickly:
“Tiantian is not ugly!”
The two children who had added each other on WeChat chatted for a few more sentences. Tiantian put down his worries and fell into a contented sleep.
