Wu Tao nodded and began to circle around Qiu Xiaotian's painting stall......

An easel, two stools, some drawing paper.

This is all the belongings of Qiu Xiaotian's stall. In addition, even the lights are borrowed from the afterglow of the night market.

It's a bit shabby. No, it's shabby.

But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that with Qiu Xiaotian's temperament, his painting stall should not appear here at all.

Next to it is a hawker selling pirated discs, and Ding Tiantian's courageous pirated discs are selling extremely hot, so much so that the aunt who counted the money grinned. Vulgar!

Next to it is a car stall selling trinkets, and the stall owner is a young man, who catches the plump aunt and boasts violently, just to let the other party sell a few more pairs of earrings. Vulgar!

Next to it is a booksstand, not to mention the pirated books on the ground, and occasionally some small yellow books are sold. Middle-aged stall owners often see young people coming to look at it, and they promote it in a grand manner. Quite cheesy!

However, it is in such a circle of ordinary people that Qiu Xiaotian, who has always flaunted himself as an artist, actually sits in it, painting a slightly chubby girl.

It's not scientific!

Qiu Xiaotian was so furious by the two of them that he simply drove people away with a weak heart, "You two are okay and leave quickly, don't affect my creative inspiration!"

As a result, the chubby girl couldn't sit still at all, and got up and interrupted: "Hey, is the painting finished?"

Qiu Xiaotian immediately changed his face and said with a smile: "There is almost a lot of work on the clothes......

The chubby girl glanced at it, waved her big hand, and conjured up two dollars: "Okay, give me the painting." ”

"Gotcha~" Qiu Xiaotian subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but when he thought that Wu Tao and An Rong were watching, he hesitated slightly, and finally took the two steel jumps, and then put the picture scroll in his hand and handed it to the chubby girl, and saw it far away.

That's embarrassing.

At least Qiu Xiaotian's self-justifying rhetoric is self-defeating.

But he wasn't in the mood to be embarrassed at the moment, he sat down and touched the cigarette with his hand, but it turned out to be empty.

So An Rong walked over with grace, sat down on the pony and said, "Teacher Qiu, draw two pictures for me." ”

Qiu Xiaotian threw away the empty cigarette case, touched the pencil, and narrowed his eyes into a smoked arc, about to paint.

Unexpectedly, Wu Tao simply pulled up An Rong and said: "What kind of painting, help Teacher Qiu close the stall, and go to meet the teacher's wife......"

"Okay, okay!" An Rong suddenly cheered, picked up the little horse with her hand, and then went to collect Qiu Xiaotian's easel.

Qiu Xiaotian still had to be stopped, but when he opened his mouth, he felt powerless to speak.

In the end, he was pulled into the car by the two.

Pajero on.

Qiu Xiaotian didn't mean to speak, just twisted between his fingers, accompanied by a slight movement of his lips.

This is a sign of a smoking addiction.

In his previous life, Wu Tao often saw his father Wu Binghua's performance like this, so he knew it.

However, Qiu Xiaotian used to pay more attention to a person, and he lived freely, and such a mundane thing as smoke was never looked at by him.

Now that he has learned to smoke, it seems that there will be no shortage of stories here.

"Uncle Zhuang, where are your cigarettes?"

Song Zhuang took out a pack of plums and just opened them. Wu Tao touched it and threw it to Qiu Xiaotian in the passenger seat.

Qiu Xiaotian took it, took out one, touched the lighter on the bridge, and skillfully lit it.

The car was very quiet, and An Rong, who had always hated the smell of smoke, didn't say anything, just grabbed Wu Tao's arm, which was very tight.

Wu Tao knew that this was his reaction of nervous concern.

Song Zhuang asked without looking back, "Boss, where are you going?"

"Let's just take a look around and wait until he speaks. Wu Tao is also simple.

If you want to listen to a story, you have to be patient. And tonight, Wu Tao's patience is.

After smoking two cigarettes in a row, Qiu Xiaotian finally calmed down, opened his mouth and said the name of the lot to Song Zhuang, and then handed the remaining cigarettes back to him.

Song Zhuang waved his hand and said, "You can take it, I have a lot of it." ”

"Uncle Zhuang, you follow, he won't have a chance to smoke again in the future. Wu Tao said this, saying that he was in charge of this matter today.

Qiu Xiaotian smiled, and there was a bit of misery in his eyes.

A man, who is not anxious to the point of helplessness and undoubtedly relieved, will not be accustomed to paralyzing himself with the smell of tobacco.

Wu Tao began to be a little curious, what kind of changes had happened to make him like this.

The car went straight to the east of the city, and at this time there was no concept of an urban village, because many places were such self-built low-rise shantytowns and small buildings, which were the few high-rise buildings and buildings that were wrapped in them.

This is especially true in Bac Giang Old Town.

Where Pajero stopped, leaned against a stinking ditch. On the other side of the ditch, the towering chimney of the Beijiang Glass Factory, under the clear and starry night sky, looks like a wicked man with teeth and claws.

It was clear that staying here was not a pleasant thing.

And with Qiu Xiaotian's family background, the newlywed Yan'er actually lives here, which is even more incredible.

Walking through the criss-crossed alleys and enduring the dirty ground where sewage flowed, the servants soon came to the door of a two-story courtyard.

Qiu Xiaotian tapped on the door, and soon there was the sound of a woman's hurried footsteps.

The door opened, revealing a pretty face of a woman in her early twenties, with happiness flowing in her smile, "Xiaotian, are you back?"

At this moment, seeing this face, Wu Tao dispelled some thoughts, and his heart was also relieved.

At least Qiu Xiaotian thought of a way to make money like this, and he was not forced by this lady at home. Otherwise, it will be really difficult for a clean official to cut off family affairs, and he can only come for nothing tonight.

Qiu Xiaotian pointed at Wu Tao and the others, "Manman, the two of you...... Friend. ”

The woman named Manman hurriedly opened the door, revealing a somewhat bloated figure, "Come in and sit!"

"Sister Man, excuse me. Wu Tao said apologetic words and followed the two into the small courtyard.

"It's out of the way, as long as you don't dislike it!" The woman named Manman was full of simplicity, and even a little silly. It's just that her stupidity is different from Ding Tiantian's stupidity.

She is a rustic stupid, and Ding Tiantian is a pampered stupid.

"Come into the house and sit down, and I'll pour you water. ”

Qiu Xiaotian stopped his woman, "I'll come, your body is inconvenient." ”

Standing in the small courtyard, rather than a small courtyard, I can't help but call the patio more appropriate, seven or eight square meters of the sky, looking up at the sky is like looking at the wellhead net.

An Rong didn't look at the sky, but touched the woman's belly and said, "Sister Man, how many months?"

The woman rubbed her stomach happily, "It's been 8 months, and I'm going to give birth in a few weeks." ”

Wu Tao was slightly stunned, Qiu Xiaotian had only been married for less than half a year, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Is this Teacher Qiu's child?"

If not, then tonight's story is a little bit exciting.

After all, Qiu Xiaotian, a prodigal son like a flower, will also have a time when he will be a father. So Wu Tao asked this question with a smile, more precisely, there was an element of joking.

"Of course it is!" the woman said suddenly in a loud voice, with a serious silly look on her face.

Wu Tao suddenly regretted his joking words and regretted it very much.

The woman didn't blame him, but said to herself: "It's all my fault, if it weren't for me, Xiaotian wouldn't have had a falling out with the child's grandfather, so that it has become such a hard situation......"

"Now that the child is about to be born, I can't see my grandparents, but what should I do......

Qiu Xiaotian came over with water, and said categorically: "They will never think of seeing each other, I can feed you two!"

The words of these two people are not on the same channel at all, but Wu Tao can at least be sure that Qiu Xiaotian's insistence is right.

For such a woman, even if she falls from an artist to the mortal world to become an ordinary husband, what about it?

At least, it's worth it!