Xuan Miaoer and Xuan Anrui walked out of the pen and ink studio with paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and suddenly felt that the sun was brighter than before, just like their lives, which became more and more hopeful. www.【Please search for updates】

"Sister, you are really different, our family will rely on you to live a good life in the future. "Xuan Anrui used to feel that he was not as powerful as his sister, and he was a little hurt in his heart, but that time he talked to Xuan Miaoer, and now he has only worship for his sister.

"Brother, we still have to work together to go back, and if I can do it myself, the strength of our family is the greatest. "Xuan Miao'er's most cherished thing in her past and present lives is her family.

In her previous life, she was closest to her grandmother, but unfortunately it was not good for this grandmother to cross over, maybe this is the balance.

"Don't worry, as long as you say what to use, my brother will definitely do it for you. Xuan Anrui almost swore an oath.

"Brother, it's good to have an older brother, especially a handsome brother. Xuan Miao'er thought of the women who came to Xuan Anrui to buy wood carvings, and deliberately made fun of him.

"Seriously, you girl. "Xuan Anrui's youth and old age always make Xuan Miao'er feel uncomfortable.

A thirteen-year-old boy should be a child, but his seven-year-old brother can embroider to subsidize the family, and this thirteen-year-old brother is regarded as an adult laborer.

Xuan Anrui saw that Xuan Miao'er was silent, thinking that he had said something wrong: "Miao'er, what's wrong?"

"Brother, our family will be fine in the future, you don't have to be so tired, you believe me. Xuan Miao'er began to assure, her eyes were slightly red as she spoke.

"I trust you, but you're still young, so don't be too tired. Xuan Anrui said a little choked.

The brother and sister talked a lot less along the way, and their hearts were a little heavy, but they were more caring for each other.

Entered the village. The sun is just about to set, and the last rays of the setting sun are sprinkled on this snow-covered mountain village, accompanied by the smoke curling, quiet, comfortable and beautiful.

"Brother. Sister. You're back. Xuan Anhao ran up to pick up the things in Xuan Miao'er's hand.

Xuan Miaoer handed over the small noodle bag in her hand: "Let's eat steamed buns tomorrow, my sister bought white noodles and meat." ”

Xuan Anhao happily carried the small noodle bag: "Sister, it's the first time our family has made buns." I'm going to have enough to eat this time. ”

I bought five catties of noodles, not much, so Xuan Anhao didn't bother to take it, and he also smelled the noodle bag. It was as if I smelled steamed buns.

Xuan Anrui is already handsome, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset. The newly mature face was even more handsome: "Gluttonous cat, hurry up and go home, we still have something to talk to Daddy." ”

Xuan Anhao happily ran home with the bag of noodles on his back and reported first.

Xuan Anrui and Xuan Miao'er also walked a few steps faster and entered the courtyard. Both of them had something in their hands. The heavier pen and ink are all in Xuan Anrui's hands.

In addition to holding the remaining wood carving, Xuan Miaoer also has a strip of pork belly.

As soon as I entered the door, I bumped into Wang, who was out to hold firewood. Wang first saw Xuan Anhao carrying a bag, and he didn't know what was inside. But it can be seen that it is fine grain, and then I saw that Xuan Anrui and Xuan Miaoer were all things in their hands, and I couldn't help but blush.

"Oh, this Miao'er bought meat again, your family eats meat every day after the separation, and how many days can you eat the little silver from the family?"

"Don't worry about the fourth aunt, even if we spend it, we won't go to the fourth aunt's house to borrow it, don't worry. After Xuan Miao'er finished speaking, she carried the meat into the west wing.

Wang spat at Xuan Miao'er's back: "Phew, there will be a time for you to cry in the future." ”

Liu Shi watched the two of them buy so many things: "Why did you buy so many more? There are also white noodles and meat, I thought Shiro was talking nonsense, this is really steaming buns?"

"Of course, mother, you can't eat or wear, you can't be poor, you can't calculate how to be poor, let's earn more money, don't be afraid of spending. Xuan Miao'er put the meat away.

"What did Erlang take? Liu watched Xuan Anrui enter the north house with a pair of things.

"Mother, go in and say, we have something good to announce. Xuan Miao'er didn't care that Liu still had water in his hands, so she pulled Liu and went in.

Liu Shi took out his hand and wiped it on the rag: "You child, my mother's hands are not clean." ”

"It's not clean, it's my mother. "Xuan Miao'er is now completely enjoying the days of having a father, a mother and a brother.

Entering the house, Xuan Wentao was not on the kang, he was leaning against the wall and moving by himself, and he was startled when he saw Xuan Anrui open the bag with paper and pencils: "Are you going to open a private school?"

Xuan Miao'er looked at Xuan Anrui with a smile: "Brother, you say." "At this time, I still have to give my brother a certain position.

Xuan Anrui coughed, and seemed to pay special attention: "These are the capital used to earn silver, my sister wants to take our whole family to paint New Year's pictures, and a pair of door gods in the town will cost fifty wen, and the capital will be less than twenty wen, how many can we paint these people a day? ”

Xuan Wentao couldn't help but be a little confused when he heard that a painting could earn so much: "But can we paint well?"

"Dad, don't worry, I'll draw the pattern, and when the time comes, you can draw on it, or I draw the outer outline, you can also color, anyway, the color of the New Year's painting is mostly solid color. "Xuan Miaoer has thought about this for a long time, it was originally an original draft, but now it has to be said as a pattern, and it feels like it has changed.

The smile on Liu's face is like a peony in winter, during this time Liu's mood is comfortable, the food at home is good, and the people are also ruddy: "Our family is going to turn over, and we will go to pick up Ling'er back in another month, let's paint some more New Year's paintings, and the next year will be lived, I will make noodles and noodles, and steamed meat buns tomorrow morning." ”

Xuan Wentao was so happy that he didn't need to hold his hand to stand up: "Yes, how can this day be like a dream, okay so fast." ”

Xuan Anrui hurriedly supported Xuan Wentao: "Dad, be careful." ”

"It's okay, I'm in a good mood and my legs are better. "Xuan Wentao has silver in his hand, and he is also hardened. But suddenly he remembered something and asked, "Where did you get the money to buy so many things?"

Liu also reacted: "Yes, where did you get the money?" The tutor of the Xuan family is still very good.

Xuan Miaoer and Xuan Anrui looked at each other, and it was better to confess this matter: "Mother, this is the silver given by the playboy." ”

"Why do you collect dude money again?" Xuan Wentao's voice was very stern.

"Dad, the playboy has this hobby, anyway, he doesn't give it to us and gives it to others, we need it now, take it first, we owe him a lot of favors, I'll find a way to pay it back in the future." Xuan Miaoer's explanation is a little unreasonable.

Xuan Wentao knew that Xuan Miao'er had a big idea, and this Hua Dashao was too kind to his family, if he had the ability to pay it back in the future: "Hey, I owe a lot, and people don't lack silver, how can I pay it back?"

"Dad, the dude also likes to draw, and the last time I went, I told him a lot of painting skills, and he benefited a lot, saying that it was difficult to buy for a thousand dollars. Xuan Miaoer can only say this, so that the family can feel more at ease. (To be continued.) )>