My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1080 - 780: Bo Zhi 31

Xunxun didn’t quite understand the exchange between the two, seriously focused on peeling the two potatoes Yuran gave him. He quite liked eating potatoes, and being a bit obsessive-compulsive, he had to peel them clean before stopping. After finishing, his little face flushed, he handed them to Yuran, "Grandma, I’ve finished peeling, take a look."

Yuran took the potatoes, bent down and kissed his forehead, "Oh my, our Xunxun is amazing, these potatoes are peeled so clean, much better than your little aunt."

Xunxun was a bit thrilled, being praised, naturally, he felt good, but he couldn’t get arrogant.

He smiled, his bright eyes showing his excitement and happiness.

Bo Nian’s voice came with a hint of complaint, "Mom, I can hear you bad-mouthing me from so far away, just how unsatisfied are you with me? Even my little nephew is better than me."

Yuran laughed, "Come and see how clean Xunxun peeled these potatoes. I don’t know about other things, but in peeling potatoes, he’s definitely better than you."

Xunxun smiled sweetly at Bo Nian as she walked over. After Bo Nian inspected, he looked at her expectantly. With such a face looking at her, Bo Nian couldn’t bring herself to lie, so she rubbed the little guy’s head, "Hmm, our Xunxun is really amazing, peeled cleaner than little aunt."

Everyone: "..."

After Bo Nian finished speaking, she felt a bit embarrassed and turned to leave. Xunxun chased after her, "Little aunt, dad told me you’re good at painting, I want to learn."

Bo Nian paused in her tracks, turned around with some surprise to look at her nephew, "You want to learn painting?"

Xunxun nodded, "Chinese painting, landscape painting kind."

That’s Bo Nian’s forte. She raised an eyebrow and looked at Xunxun, bending down halfway, "Why do you want to learn painting?"

"It’s beautiful."

Xunxun didn’t know how to express it, so he said according to his own thoughts, "I just think it’s classy, and ink painting really has a vibe. I can’t quite say where the appeal is, but I just like it. Little aunt, dad says you’re really amazing, told me to learn from you."

"Sure, call me Master, not aunt."

"Master."

Although he felt a bit awkward with the title, Xunxun still complied. His dad had said that little aunt didn’t have the best temper, so if he wanted to learn from her, he had to listen to everything she said.

Bo Nian cheerfully took his hand and headed upstairs.

Mou Wen chuckled, "Niannian has a pretty good temper."

In this regard, Bo Zhi didn’t argue, "Yeah, Niannian’s just a bit sharp-tongued, a bit irritable to outsiders, but her tolerance for family is quite high.

Occasionally, even if she suffers a bit of a loss herself, she doesn’t get angry. She’s quite broad-minded, has a big heart."

She could be hurt by someone, and sometimes still be cheerful, like a silly big sister.

Mou Wen laughed, "I always feel like the sister I hear about from your mouth isn’t the same person I meet."

Bo Zhi, "When Niannian was in middle school, she was bullied. I didn’t know it at the time, but later on, the little girl was quite hurt for a long time. I asked her why she didn’t tell me;

She said, the other person has their dignity too, and why should she have her brother stand up for her own matters.

Quite a strong girl, just has unique hobbies. Come, let me show you."

There was a communal study in the house, which they used as kids to do homework. He led Mou Wen inside, then pulled out some old photos to show her.

At first, Mou Wen didn’t recognize the person in the photo as Niannian. After looking for a while, she said incredulously, "Is this girl Niannian?"

"Yeah."

Bo Zhi chuckled, "When she was little, she liked some dark cosplay. I was considered quite brave back then. One Halloween, she finished her vampire makeup and waited for me at the door. That was the first time I was scared out of my wits;

She stood in the dark, her eyes jet-black, lips crimson, just like she’d just finished sucking blood, it was terrifying. I was scared out of my wits."

Mou Wen thought of that scene, and found it amusing. The brother and sister had a good relationship, lots of photos together. Bo Nian in the past did have some unique tastes, but it couldn’t overshadow the beauty of the little girl’s face.

And from another angle, she still looked quite good.

"How old was Niannian here?"

There was a single photo of Bo Nian wearing a Lolita-style dress, her long hair cascading down to her thighs, and her makeup like an SD doll, looking like a fake doll.

So exquisite it didn’t seem real.

Her features were particularly refined, Mou Wen was a bit surprised.

Bo Zhi glanced over, "Oh, about fifteen. Apparently, there was some event at school, she signed up for it. She’s liked these things since she was little, and my parents didn’t interfere with her hobbies."