In the end, Xie Zhou exchanged the calligraphy painting that the old man had given him for money and obtained the mining rights to the coal mine.
The news spread through the village, and they praised Xie Zhou even more.
They were still hoping that Xie Zhou would help them prosper!
Due to this incident, Xie Chaochao and Hei Wa had a disagreement.
Now that Hei Wa had stopped talking about this matter, he continued playing around with Xie Chaochao.
The children were short-tempered. They had an argument today, but forgot about it in the blink of an eye.
Xie Chaochao promised Xie Zhou that she would not skip class anymore.
The little girl was also afraid that Grandpa would be chased away, so she really stayed in school obediently every day.
When she went back at night, she would learn how to draw from Grandpa.
That day, when Xie Chaochao saw that the old man's big box was filled with calligraphy paintings, she found it interesting.
The old man was tempted and asked Xie Chaochao if she was willing to learn drawing from him.
"If I learn how to draw, will I be able to draw Daddy in too?"
"Of course, if you learn how to draw, you can draw anyone you want!"
The little girl was a little depressed. "But I can't draw well. Our teacher taught us before, to draw Xiao Hu while looking at it. I couldn't even draw well like that!"
"Grandpa can teach you. Grandpa's drawing skills are better than your teacher's. You will be able to learn quickly!"
The old man guided her patiently and Xie Chaochao agreed.
However, the teaching process was completely different from what the old man had imagined.
At first, Xie Chaochao listened to him attentively. After a few minutes, she became distracted.
She either lowered her head to count the ants or played with the little tiger.
One day, he saw the little girl get a scorpion from somewhere and had a lot of fun with it.
The old man could not take it anymore.
After staying here for this period of time, the old man had also regained his original nature.
Because of this, he went to look for Xie Zhou.
"Look at how you've raised your daughter. She dares to touch any animal. How does she look like a girl?"
When the other little girls saw bugs, they would turn pale. Xie Chaochao, on the other hand, went up to them.
Regarding this, Xie Zhou felt that he was in the wrong.
It was all the fault of the parenting expert he had met in prison. He had said something about letting children interact more with animals.
That's why Xie Zhou caught the tiger and fox for her.
Who would have thought that this would happen!
However, Xie Zhou refused to be outdone by the old man's questioning tone.
"My daughter. She can play with whoever she wants. What's wrong with playing with animals?"
The old man was no longer afraid of Xie Zhou. He continued firmly, "In the future, let me educate Chaochao. Don't interfere. Our Chaochao was spoiled by you!"
Xie Zhou felt indignant. Why should he let the old man educate his daughter whom he had raised?
But then he thought about it again. He really didn't know how to educate children. Before he went to prison, he'd been a teenager. He'd just gotten married, let alone take care of children.
After that, he spent ten years in prison and never interacted with any children .
It was already very thoughtful of him to be able to raise Xie Chaochao like this. There was no need to talk about the problem of parenting.
In the end, the right to educate Xie Chaochao fell into the old man's hands.
Little Chaochao had no idea that because of her, her grandpa and father had once argued.
When she came back from school at night to learn painting, Xie Chaochao was still distracted.
The old man used his trump card. "Chaochao, do you want to eat braised pork trotters?"
Xie Chaochao, who was poking an ant's nest, immediately raised her head and shouted happily, "Yes. Grandpa, are you going to make braised pork trotters?"
"If you master the content I taught you today, I will cook it for you. Whatever you want to eat, I will let you!"
"Really? Okay, I'll learn, I'll learn!"
The little girl leaned on the table in high spirits. Her sitting posture was standard, as if she wanted to properly learn how to draw.
The old man was very happy. The little greedy cat was the easiest to deal with.