Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 945

Mili moved her brush and drawing board into Dawny's room.

"Dawny, let me teach you how to draw, okay? Drawing is fun. When you grow up, you will be a fashion designer like mommy."

Dawny looked at his sister with his beautiful big eyes. He didn't know what a fashion designer was, but the brush in her hand should be an interesting toy.

"Okay, draw." He chuckled and clapped his hands. Then he held the brush in his hand and began to paint on the paper.

"Dawny is really good at painting. He is a genius. It's obvious that he will inherit mommy's career and be a fashion designer when he grows up," Mili praised with a smile. She needed to encourage her brother fully and increase his confidence and interest.

The baby seemed to understand his sister's praise. He immediately raised his beautiful thick eyebrows and showed a very proud expression.

"Dawny, good job! Great!"

"Yes, you're right. Dawny is awesome, you little genius." Michelle gave him a thumbs up.

Dot frowned at the door. His sister had decided to strike first.

He couldn't show any sign of weakness for the sake of his future hacker empire.

But business was not like painting that could be cultivated by such teaching. It was difficult to teach it.

Seeing Dot, Mili said with a secret smile, "Dot, don't you find that Dawny is very talented in painting?"

"The more I look at him, the more I think he will be a business genius." As he spoke, Dot walked up and kissed his brother's pink face.

"Dawny, do you want to be a powerful person like daddy and grandpa to run a big financial group?" asked Dot.

The boy didn't fully understand what he meant. He looked at his brother with his big eyes.

"Dot, Dawny cannot understand what you are talking about now." Then she touched her brother's head and said, "Let's continue drawing."

The boy nodded and continued to paint on the drawing board.

At this time, Rabi came over, followed by Shyla, who was holding a small muffin, chicken wings with honey juice, and sausages in her hands. Rabi made them by himself, and his biggest hobby now was to cook.

"Mili, Dot, Dawny, I made muffin, sausage and chicken wings myself. Let's have afternoon tea together."

"That's great, brother." Mili clapped her hands happily.

Rabi handed the freshly squeezed kiwi juice to Dawny. He was too young to eat anything else, so this was the afternoon tea specially prepared for him.

Rabi was always considerate and thoughtful.

"Wow, it's so delicious. You can be the God of cooks," said Mili, eating a piece of chicken wings.

"Maybe my talent is in the kitchen," Rabi said with a smile. He was very happy that he had one special skill, which made him not inferior to his brother and sister in everything.

Mili turned to look at Dot and said, "I think you'd better practice cooking in the kitchen rather than waste your time on Dawny. Your wife must be a foodie like our godmother. She won't be happy until her stomach is happy."

Dot pouted. He didn't like to go into the kitchen. He didn't like cooking.

But a perfect man should be good at cooking. In order to please his mommy, his father even learned how to cook Rong's Group noodles.

"Dot, if you want to learn, I can teach you," Rabi said.

"Let's talk about it when she will be born. It won't be too late to learn it by that time," Dot said slowly.

Shyla ate a piece of sausage and said with a smile, "Rabi, the sausage you cooked is crisp outside and soft inside. It tastes better than the food sold outside."

"Sis Shyla, eat more if you like." Then Rabi picked up another sausage for Shyla.

He was happy that everyone liked the food he cooked and liked to make it for everyone.

Shyla had a good time with a muffin in one hand and a sausage in the other. She liked to play with her young masters and ladies. They were all very good. They never looked down upon her just because she was the daughter of a servant.

"Have you heard about the ghost yard?" after drinking the juice, she asked.

"Uncle Li has done the ritual. We will be fine," said Mili.

Rabi was so timid that he felt a little scared when he heard that the ghost yard.

"What do you think the ferocious ghost in red looks like?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"I haven't seen the real ghost in red. The person who caught me last time was fake, not the real one." Shyla shook her head. If the real ghost in red really caught her, she would probably die.

"Sis Shyla, are you afraid?" Rabi asked.

"Yes, a little. Mom told me not to get close there, not even to the bamboo grove." Shyla nodded.

"Is there really a ghost in the world?" Mili rubbed her chin and asked in confusion.

"There are many supernatural things that can't be explained by our current science," Dot said seriously.

"Well, our knowledge of nature and the universe is still very limited now. Even if we can't see, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist." Mili nodded.