Chapter 113: Xuan Qing'er destroys the painting

Xuan Wentao's leg is almost good, knowing that Xuan Miaoer will go to the town today, he will also follow, mainly because he wants to see his nephew, Liu didn't want him to go, but he couldn't bear that Xuan Wentao was also a stubborn person, and he said that he must go.

In the end, Xuan Miaoer found a compromise solution, and went to the town today to take an ox cart with the father and daughter, and each person had a penny, so that the Liu family could agree.

At this time, he had already entered Sanjiu, Xuan Wentao brought a leather hat, and Xuan Miaoer also put on a new cotton cloak made by Liu a few days ago, this cloak is mainly warm and windproof, although it is made of coarse cloth, but at the request of Xuan Miaoer, two oblique pockets were sealed, which is very modern and beautiful.

The father and daughter were ready, and they went out of the room, Xuan Miaoer held the burden wrapped in the New Year's painting in one hand, and helped Xuan Wentao to walk out with the other.

As soon as I got out of the west wing on the second floor, I met Xuan Qing'er who went out to pour water, the wound on Xuan Qing'er's forehead was scabbed and did not fall off, it looked very conspicuous at this time, Xuan Qing'er rarely came out during the day after being injured, this is the first time Xuan Miaoer has seen her come out like this during the day.

Xuan Qing'er saw Xuan Miao'er's cloak made today, although it was not as good as the fabric of her own clothes, but she was unwilling, in the past, Xuan Miao'er was a poor insect who could be angry with anyone, but now she is getting better and better, not only is she good-looking, but her parents and brothers are also so fond of her.

Xuan Qing'er felt that these were very dazzling, and she suddenly stopped: "What are you looking at? Slut." ”

Xuan Miao'er felt that the five thunders were thundered, and she felt a little funny: "Xuan Qing'er, are you a mad dog? ”

Xuan Wentao pulled Xuan Miaoer on the side: "Let's go, don't mess with your cousin." As an adult, Xuan Wentao didn't want to see the two children arguing.

Xuan Qing'er was holding back in her heart, seeing that Xuan Miao'er didn't pay attention, a basin of dirty water splashed on the burden in Xuan Miao'er's hand: "Don't you just rely on this New Year's painting to sell money, I see that after I splash this basin of water, what are you selling?"

Xuan Miaoer didn't want to talk nonsense with Xuan Qing'er, and was about to go out with Xuan Wentao, but this basin of water splashed over, and Xuan Miaoer was completely crazy. She went up and slapped her twice.

Xuan Qing'er didn't expect Xuan Miao'er to come over and beat her, so she was defenseless, and these two slaps directly blinded her.

Xuan Wentao hurriedly took the burden and put it on the ground. took out the paintings that weren't wet, but there weren't a few good ones, Xuan Wentao became popular this time.

He stood up with those New Year's pictures: "Qing'er, you're not willful, you're broken-hearted." Do you know how much these paintings can sell for? Do you know that this money is going to treat your little cousin and bring back Ling'er, do you know that this is the hard work of our family? This matter can't just be left at that. ”

Xuan Qing'er wanted to come over and fight back because Xuan Miao'er beat her just now, but after listening to Xuan Wentao's words, she was afraid, this uncle rarely talked to her, she was really scared in her heart, and when she saw the uncle this time, she was really angry, she ran back with a basin. I ran straight back to the upper room.

Xuan Miaoer looked at the New Year's paintings scattered on the ground, and felt so aggrieved for the first time, during this time, the family was getting better and better, she was happy in her heart, even if her aunt's family ran out of money, she had the confidence to earn it again.

But what is there in this house? The bad is bad, the black is black, the lazy is lazy, the gluttonous is gluttonous, and I thought it would be good if I broke up. How could I have thought of this one after another, and still come to find trouble.

She squatted and picked up the New Year's paintings, and couldn't help crying, and then simply sat on the ground and cried loudly.

In the west wing, Liu and Xuan Anrui and Xuan Anhao all ran out when they heard the voice. Seeing the paintings all over the floor, as well as Xuan Miao'er sitting on the ground crying, and Xuan Qing'er running to the upper room with a basin of water, I also guessed a rough idea.

Liu hurriedly picked up Xuan Miao'er and held it in his arms to comfort: "Miao'er, let's stop crying." Let's paint again when the painting is wet, don't cry, it's such a cold day, crying is it wet, is it cold?"

Xuan Miao'er shook her head, Xuan Qing'er went straight to the New Year's painting, so the water just splashed a little on the skirt, and it was no big deal.

Xuan Wentao squatted and picked up the painting without squeaking, Xuan Anrui and Xuan Anhao also picked it up, Xuan Anhao was small, and he also cried at this time, his little face was red, and it was even more distressing to watch.

"Dad, mother, this matter can't be counted like this, this is money, since Xuan Qing'er broke it, then she has to pay for it. Xuan Miao'er wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve and spoke calmly.

What Xuan Miao'er didn't expect was that Xuan Wentao stood up with the New Year's painting: "Miao'er is right, let's go to the upper room, Qinglan, you take Shiro back, you can't be fat in the house." ”

Liu was worried that Xuan Wentao would be angry and would be bullied again when he went to the upper room, after all, Xuan Wenjiang was not at home, and there were many people in the upper room: "Her father, don't be impulsive, if you have something to say." ”

Xuan Wentao saw Liu's worries, and showed a reluctant smile: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart, it's not a fight, it's just to get back our losses." ”

Xuan Miao'er followed behind Xuan Wentao: "Dad, I'll go with you." ”

Xuan Anrui also came over: "I'll go too." ”

Xuan Wentao did not object: "Okay, there must be an explanation for this matter today." ”

"I have to return the money, and if I don't give it to the house, let's go to the town to find the third uncle. "Xuan Miao'er also has a total in her heart, and it is impossible for Ma's money-keeper to open his pocket.

"Miao'er is right, let's go to the town if we can't do it, and we can't miss the money we should get today. Xuan Wentao was loud and resolute.

Xuan Wentao took Xuan Miaoer and Xuan Anrui to the upper room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wang Yingying's melon seeds walking out: "Yo, why did you come to the room today, it won't be that you can't eat now, right?"

Xuan Wentao didn't want to deal with the Wang family, because there was no need, he took those soaked and frozen New Year's paintings and entered the main house.

Wang himself felt bored, and spit out a mouthful of melon seed skin, but he couldn't bear not to look at the excitement, so he turned around and followed.

Xuan Miao'er didn't see Xuan Qing'er after she went in, she should have been hiding, to be honest, Xuan Qing'er is not a scheming person, but she is afraid of this, today is just a New Year's painting, if it is a more important draft, she will have nothing in a basin of water?

Seeing the three of them come in, Ma turned around with half of her red and swollen face, and she didn't want others to see her embarrassment.

The blood marks on the face of the old man Xuan were clearer, Xuan Miaoer was originally very sad and angry, but suddenly she just wanted to laugh, she found that after crossing into this body, her heart seemed to have become smaller, and sometimes her love was really only ten years old.

Xuan Wentao calmly put those New Year's paintings in front of Old Man Xuan: "Dad, Qing'er deliberately poured water on our New Year's paintings just now, I calculated it, these are a total of one or two hundred and two hundred and forty texts, look at who will pay for this silver?" (To be continued.) )

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