Chapter 248 New Painting

Sitting on a bench in the park, Wu Bin stroked his cat while taking out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and sent a message to Pei Jiamin, asking her when she planned to go to the orphanage next time.

But after all the cats had finished their food, Pei Jiamin didn't reply to the message.

‘Well… it’s better to make a phone call. ’

"The user you dialed has turned off his phone..."

Listening to the familiar female voice coming from the phone, Wu Bin put down the phone in surprise.

‘If you work so hard, are you reading in seclusion? ’

While feeling pleased, Wu Bin suddenly remembered that Uncle Pei had told him before that he must go to their house for a meal when he came back, and it was just a good time to stop by and praise her.

So Wu Bin raised his phone again and dialed Uncle Pei's number.

After two beeps, Uncle Pei's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Wu Bin, are you home?"

"Well, yes, I just arrived in the afternoon, so I just wanted to tell you."

"You still remember, okay, okay, if you're not busy, come to my uncle's house for a light meal at noon tomorrow?"

"Okay, thank you uncle for the hospitality first."

"Haha, why are you so polite? I asked you to come in the first place, so let's do it at 12 noon tomorrow, okay?"

"OK."

"Okay, it's settled then. I'll ask your aunt to make sweet and sour short ribs for you."

"It would be great."

"Hahaha, I just remembered that you like to eat this, so I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, bye uncle."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Bin moved Dahuang away from his lap, stood up and walked out of the park, but before taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at the bench on the other side, thinking that Fang Qing didn't know Will you come to paint today?

And just when Wu Bin thought it couldn't be such a coincidence, his shoulder was suddenly tapped from behind. When he turned around, he saw that it was Fang Qing holding a drawing board.

"Ah, I was just wondering if you would come to paint. What a coincidence." Wu Bin said with some surprise.

Fang Qing first smiled at Wu Bin, and then wrote on the drawing board: [I also just had a vacation, so I came to see them. 】

"Then...can I be a model for you again?"

After hearing this, Fang Qing smiled and nodded, and wrote: [Okay, when you were away, the cats in my paintings did have some shortcomings. 】

"Maybe he didn't inject his soul~" After replying with a smile, Wu Bin suddenly raised his hand and made a few gestures to Fang Qing.

Fang Qing was stunned for a moment after reading it, and then made a few gestures towards Wu Bin in surprise.

Wu Bin smiled slightly after reading it: "Well, I have taught myself a little bit of sign language, but I am not very proficient yet. If there is anything wrong with my gestures, please forgive me."

After hearing this, Fang Qing shook her head and made a few more gestures, meaning "It's already very standard."

"That's good"

After saying that, Wu Bin made the same gestures again, meaning will you draw me into the painting this time?

Fang Qing smiled and nodded.

…

Although the sky quickly darkened after I started painting, there was a very bright street light next to the bench where Wu Bin was sitting, and Fang Qing also said that she could continue painting under such light, so Wu Bin remained seated. .

Until Wu Bin considered the problem of adsorption kinetics, a painting suddenly covered his face.

"Huh? Is the painting finished?" Wu Bin raised his head and asked.

Fang Qing nodded, then brought the drawing board in front of him: [When you think about the problem, you are still as absorbed as before. 】

Then, before Wu Bin could speak, Fang Qing turned the drawing board to the next page, which read: [I still prefer to communicate with words. 】

"Okay." Wu Bin grinned and said with a smile, "Actually, I paid attention to my posture today."

Fang Qing smiled slightly after hearing this and put the painting in Wu Bin's hand.

"Thanks."

Raising the painting in his hand, Wu Bin's eyes immediately lit up. Compared to the painting he kept in the secret compartment of his drawer, he seemed more mature and handsome in this painting, even better than the one captured by the camera. He needs to be more temperamental.

"Awesome, your painting is better than before." Wu Bin raised his head and praised without reservation.

[As long as you like it, I gave it to you. 】

"Thank you. Then I'll treat you to dinner as a thank you gift." Wu Bin stood up and said.

As soon as the word "dinner" was heard, the cats around him suddenly started "meowing" together in excitement.

"Didn't you just eat it?" Wu Bin looked at a group of little guys and smiled helplessly.

"Meow~" "Meow~" "Meow!!"...

However, the cats had no intention of stopping and continued to circle around and "meow" at the cat food bag in Wu Bin's hand.

"There's really nothing I can do against you..." Wu Bin had no choice but to squat down and sprinkle the cat food on the ground. As he sprinkled it, he looked up at Fang Qing and said, "How about it, what do you want to eat?"

[No, it's already a little late, I have to go home. 】

After reading this, Wu Bin nodded, "Okay." Then he thought about it and asked, "Are you going to the orphanage the day after tomorrow?"

[Well, I usually stay there during my holidays. 】

"Okay, see you then. I haven't seen those children for a long time, and I don't know if they will blame me when they see me again."

[No, Jiamin has already explained to them the reason why you haven’t visited them during this period. Although they will be a little sorry, they won’t blame you. 】

"I hope~ Well, you know, Yingying even sent me a letter..."

After the two chatted for a while about the children in the orphanage, Fang Qing waved goodbye to Wu Bin and went home.

After returning home with the painting, Wu Bin's mother, who was sitting in the living room, raised her head and asked, "Why are you coming back so late? It's cold outside, be careful of catching a cold."

"I'm already wearing such thick clothes, it's okay." Wu Bin patted his down jacket and said.

"Wash your hands and get ready to eat."

"Okay~"

After answering, Wu Bin ran back to the room, opened the secret compartment of the drawer and took out the previous painting. He compared it with the new one in his hand and murmured to himself:

‘I don’t know if I’ve become more handsome or if her painting skills have become better. ’

‘Hmm… they should all be there. ’

"If you don't come here to eat, the food will be cold!"

Outside the room, his mother's urging came, and in response, "Come right away," Wu Bin stuffed both paintings into the dark compartment and walked out of the room.

…

Early the next morning, after routinely browsing the websites of all major mainstream scientific research journals, Wu Bin saw that it was almost time and set off to Pei Jiamin's home.

"Ding dong... ding dong~"

After the doorbell rang twice, the door was opened.

"You came quite early." Uncle Pei opened the door and looked at Wu Bin and said hello.

Wu Bin: "Are you not bothering me?"

"Hahaha, what can I do to disturb you? Come in quickly." He placed a pair of slippers in front of Wu Bin: "Wear these, they will keep you warm."

"good."

Entering the living room, Pei's mother, wearing an apron, came out and greeted Wu Bin and said, "Long time no see, Wu Bin."

"Hello, aunt." Wu Bin greeted politely.

"You sit on the sofa for a while. I'll call you when the food is ready."

"Thank you, aunt."

Sitting on the sofa, Wu Bin looked at the door of Pei Jiamin's room with surprise.

‘This is closed to death…’