Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby! Chapter 268 - 267: My Grandson Betrayed Me? He’s Clinging to

The Chu-Han boundary, distinctly defined.

On the left, a publicity officer in uniform was ticulously drawing pencil grids on the wall with a ruler.

Next to him was a bucket of bright red paint, the sll was pungent.

Liu ihua stood behind him with her hands behind her back, like a supervisor.

"Mr. Wang, thank you for your trouble."

"These eight characters represent the face of our kindergarten, they must be big, accurate, and imposing!"

Mr. Wang nodded, picked up the brush, dipped it in red paint, and started painting the first stroke.

On the right.

It was completely empty.

Liu ihua glanced over and snorted coldly.

At that mont, Lin Wan Yi arrived.

She didn’t bring a drawing board or a paint bucket.

She only carried a tray in her hand, with seven or eight large chipped porcelain bowls on it.

Inside the bowls were red, green, and yellow pastes.

Gu An and Gu Ning were watching from one side, held by Su Qing.

Liu ihua walked over, blocking Lin Wan Yi’s path.

Pinching her nose, she pointed with disgust at those bowls.

"What are you doing?"

"Did you bring the pig feed from the cafeteria?"

Lin Wan Yi ignored her.

"Don’t think I don’t know, these things are either rotten vegetable leaves or decayed wild fruits!"

Liu ihua’s voice rose, ensuring everyone could hear.

"Our kindergarten’s wall is made of cent, not a trough for you to feed pigs!"

"If you dare sludge it on, can you take responsibility if sothing goes wrong?"

Several teachers nearby looked a bit changed in complexion.

Indeed, these things seem... rather unreliable.

Lin Wan Yi still didn’t speak.

She placed the tray on a small table.

Dipped a ladle into a bucket of water beside her.

Not ordinary water.

It was mixed with spiritual spring water from last night.

She poured the water into the bowls, took out a small stick, and gently stirred.

Liu ihua wanted to say sothing else.

But the words were swallowed back.

She slled a scent.

Not the pungent sll of paint.

Nor the "pig feed" sour sll she ntioned.

It was a... sweet fragrance.

Very light, yet very penetrating.

Like the scent of strawberries in a morning garden with dew, mixed with a hint of the warm scent of chrysanthemums under the sun.

Slling this scent, one’s spirits would lift entirely.

"What a scent! So fragrant?"

"Seems like... coming from Teacher Lin’s side?"

"What’s exactly in her bowls?"

A few teachers onlookers couldn’t help but whisper.

Mr. Wang, focused on writing characters, also paused his brush in hand.

He took a deep sniff.

Truly aromatic.

Even more so than the canned fruit his wife makes.

Just a mont’s distraction.

His hand shook.

The horizontal stroke in the word "天" (heaven) slanted half an inch downwards.

"Oh no!" Mr. Wang exclaid.

Liu ihua turned her head and her face darkened.

"Mr. Wang! Pay attention!"

Mr. Wang, sweating profusely, hurriedly took a cloth to wipe it, but the more he wiped, the dirtier it got.

Liu ihua stomped her foot in anger.

"Crash——"

The window of the kindergarten’s second-floor classroom was suddenly opened.

Dozens of little heads popped out, like mushrooms after the rain.

"So fragrant!"

"It’s the sll of candy!"

"Teacher! I want to go outside!"

The children in the classroom began to cause a commotion, banging on the desks, stomping their feet.

Zheng Xiulan called out upstairs several tis, but she couldn’t control them.

Liu ihua’s face looked even grimr.

She quickly went back to her office and a mont later ca out leading a chubby little boy.

It was her precious grandson, Liu Bao.

Liu ihua pulled Liu Bao to the side of the wall, pointing at Lin Wan Yi, who was mixing paints, her voice as loud as if she were at a public critique eting.

"Liu Bao! Make sure you see clearly!"

"That auntie is a bad person!"

"What’s in her bowl is poison!"

Liu Bao was so frightened that he shivered.

"Rember! Don’t you dare watch her paint! Whoever looks is a little dog!"

Liu ihua still wouldn’t stop, her tone even harsher.

"If you even take another look, your eyes will rot tonight!"

"When grandma gets ho, you won’t get any at to eat! You’ll be punished to go hungry!"

Liu Bao burst into tears with an "Wah".

He hurriedly covered his eyes tightly with his chubby little hands.

"Grandma, I won’t look! I won’t look!"

Liu ihua was satisfied.

She precisely wanted to make an example out of him.

Show everyone the consequences of opposing her.

Lin Wan Yi had finished mixing the paint.

She picked up the thickest brush.

Dipped it into a bowl of black paint mixed from soot and honey.

Walked over to the empty section of the wall on the right.

She didn’t draft it.

Just started painting directly.

Smooth lines flowed over the rough cent wall.

A few strokes in.

A round, chubby head.

A tuft of signature curly hair.

Two big, curved eyes.

A bell hanging around its neck.

The outline of Happy Sheep instantly took shape.

"Ah! It’s Happy Sheep!"

Upstairs, a child scread out.

Lin Wan Yi changed her brush and dipped it into white sticky rice paste.

She began to add color to the sheep’s wool.

The white wasn’t a dead white; it was a milky white with a warm sheen.

Applying it to the wall, it was like putting a soft sweater on the wall.

Everyone was stupefied.

This was not just painting.

This was genuinely magic.

Lin Wan Yi picked up another brush.

She painted a white coat, dressing Happy Sheep.

Then drew a stethoscope hanging around its neck.

Finally, she dabbed a bit of red strawberry paint on the pocket of the white coat, painting a small red cross.

A "Doctor Happy Sheep", dressed in a white coat, smiling and looking professionally cute, appeared on the wall.

The colors.

They were too vivid.

Red like jewels, white like milk, black like ink jade.

Against the gray, dusty wall, the whole painting seed to glow.

The entire world went quiet.

Everyone’s breath halted.

Even Liu Bao, who had been crying all along, secretly peeked one eye through his fingers.

Lin Wan Yi put down the brush.

She patted the dust off her hands.

"Finished painting."

Three words, as if it were a command.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The door to the second-floor classroom burst open from the inside by the children!

"Happy Sheep!"

"It’s Doctor Happy Sheep!"

Dozens of children raced down from the stairs, tumbling over each other!

Zheng Xiulan and a few teachers chased after them, unable to stop them.

"Slow down! Don’t fall!"

The children had only one goal.

They completely ignored the eight imposing big red characters on the left wall.

And they completely ignored Liu ihua standing in front of the characters with a steel-blue face.

They were like a bunch of small cannonballs, darting straight toward the right side of the wall.

Straight toward the smiling sheep on the wall.

And leading the pack.

The fastest runner.

Was Liu Bao, who was crying and covering his eyes, claiming he wouldn’t look!

He, like a little calf, pushed through all obstacles.

Was the first to reach the wall with Happy Sheep painted on it.

He didn’t stop.

He spread his arms wide.

And hugged the sheep’s legs on the wall tightly!

His face pressed against the cold wall, rubbing against the white pant leg.

In the next mont.

A earth-shattering cry echoed throughout the entire kindergarten.

"Wah"

Liu Bao looked up, tears and snot covering his face.

He didn’t look at his grandmother.

He just hugged the wall with all his strength, bawling his eyes out.

"Grandma, I don’t want you anymore!"

"I want Doctor Happy Sheep!"

"I want to beco a doctor too! Wuuu wuuu wuuu..."