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looked at her so affectionately, she thought that her husband would think that this was a way out.

Yan Qing hit the railway while it was hot: "I have already thought of the name of the signboard of the painting stall, it is called Hongyantang, if the husband has no objection, go to the mountain to cut a thick bamboo and come back, we will do the signboard today, the preparation of the preparation, you can go out of the stall tomorrow"

"Nonsense!" Su Jin looked at Yan Qing and was silent because the lady's words made him think of the fortune teller who made a living by swaggering and deception in the bazaar.

He retracted his gaze and said in a tough tone: "The so-called everything is inferior, only if the reading is high, how can I, a scholar, start a business on the street that specializes in painting for people."

"That husband must not have heard of it, three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion!" Yan Qing took the aisle, she saw that her husband was stunned, she smiled unconsciously, and led him into the study.

took a pair of landscape paintings in the round jar, and then took a pair of flower and bird paintings, unfolded them on the desk and commented: "These two paintings, the single style of painting is not strong enough to be handsome and cool, although the pen is very square and hard, but the lush and thick is insufficient. However, the two paintings on the wall, Ma Hongtu and Yan Nanfei, can be called masterpieces, and if these two paintings are auctioned by the country in a thousand years, they will be worth a lot of money."

Yan Qing said the Tao, completely unaware that Su Jin's suspicions had become heavier and heavier.

Sure enough, Su Jin shifted his gaze from the horse Hongtu to Yan Qing and asked, "How does the lady understand that these two paintings are worth a lot of money?" What does auction mean? After the lady woke up, her husband didn't think you were like a person from this dynasty, and you said some strange words, so that the husband couldn't figure it out? ”

"I..." Yan Qing wanted to speak and stopped, she naturally had her concerns, she had crossed over! Maybe one day she will wear it back again, if she tells her husband the truth now, she is afraid that her husband will think that she may leave him at any time.

So don't say it, everyone is happy!

"Lady?" Su Jin wondered.

"Hmm... Well! Not... It's okay! Like a child admitting her mistake, she lowered her head and said, "If your husband doesn't like to go to the street to paint for people, then forget it, just let me not say it."

Hearing that Su Jin didn't respond to her, she raised her head to look at him, pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Porridge... The porridge is ready, husband, let's go to breakfast! ”

With that, she walked out first.

Returning to the kitchen angrily, she didn't see her husband come out with her, so she wanted to ignore him, so she took a bowl of rice porridge by herself, sat under the stove, and drank the porridge alone with her back to the door.

While drinking porridge, she thought to herself that the ancients were pedantic, with a simple brain, what happened to the readers? When she was in college, she often worked part-time in the bridal shop until the time when she went to bed at night, and it was precisely because of the influence of those photographers that she resolutely embarked on the road of photography after graduation.

Thinking about her stumbling on the road of photography, she walked quite hard, and finally squeezed into a well-known master in the domestic photography industry, but she traveled to this unknown dynasty.

Ay! She sighed inwardly. Fortunately, her husband is good-looking and full of wealth, and he has ambitions to paint, so it would be perfect if he was willing to listen to her.

After drinking the porridge, Yan Qing should accept his fate and not think about it, after all, in the dynasty where men are superior to women, it is understandable that her husband can hardly accept her thinking for a while.

"Husband?" Yan Qing succeeded in Amway, and her heart suddenly became clear, and when she returned to the study with a bowl of porridge, she unexpectedly disappeared Su Jin.

"Husband?" When she walked into her room, she didn't see Su Jin.

Yan Qing sent the porridge back to the kitchen in frustration, threw the chopsticks into the pot, and was in no mood to wash it.

Half an hour passed.

She squatted in front of the courtyard gate and waited, but she didn't see Su Jin come back for a long time.

She was bored and looked around, guessing that her husband might have gone to the market to sell paintings, and after thinking about it again, she decided to go to the market to find Su Jin.

Yan Qing closed the courtyard door and walked in the direction where Su Jin went to the market yesterday, and was about to walk out of the intersection of the village, when two roads separated in front of him.

"Look, isn't that a silly girl? Where is she going? ”

Just as she hesitated, she heard the childish voice of a child behind her, and she looked back to see that it was a few little ghosts who had appeared in front of her window yesterday.

Yan Qing saw that there was still some fear in the eyes of a few little ghosts looking at her, so she pretended to twist her arm, showing pain, smiled and beckoned to them: "You come here, my sister is not dead, my sister has something to ask you now."

I only listened to the chubby child muttering something to the other little ghosts, and then, a few people approached Yan Qing boldly and asked, "Silly girl, why are you here?" What about your Su Xiucai? We don't want to play with you anymore, so be it! We'll send you home."

Yan Qing laughed, these little ghosts were in front of her, and they also put on a posture of self-esteem, she patted the head of the chubby child, and asked domineeringly: "Alas! Little ghost, what's your name? I ask you, how do you get to the bazaar? ”

"Erhei!" Erhei touched his head and said seriously: "We can't tell you, if you lose it, Su Xiu will go to my father and mother to complain, I don't want to be beaten by my father."

"Silly girl, let's send you back!" Xiaohua Meng persuaded her.

Erhu hurriedly agreed: "Let's send you back!" We don't dare to lose you again."

Yes, everyone persuaded her bitterly, but it turned out that she was still a stupid girl.

Yan Qing thought about it, walked up to Xiaohua and squatted down and asked with a smile, "Shall we play the games we often play?" ”

"Good!" Xiaohua and a few little ghosts heard that the silly girl didn't go to the market, and they also forgot about not wanting to play with the silly girl, Xiaohua thought seriously and said, "Then let's play face guessing"

Burst...! Yan Qing secretly felt funny in his heart, such a childish game can only be played with these little ghosts.

However, she said: "It's good to set a rule before playing, if you win, I will obediently go home with you." If I win, you're all going to listen to me, do you hear clearly?"

"No problem!" Several little ghosts nodded confidently, at this moment they were secretly happy in their hearts, the stupid girl is the stupidest, and every time the stupid girl loses.

"Game On"

Yan Qing was blindfolded by Erhei with a belt, he looked left and right, and felt relieved, so he ran back to the team that had swapped places to get ready.

Several little ghosts silently glanced at each other, reaching a tacit understanding, and at the same time sucked their cheeks into their mouths, and two big pits were instantly revealed on their fleshy little faces, and the shape of their lips was the same.

"Are you ready? I'm going to start guessing! Yan Qing's words fell, and his hands groped on the face of a little ghost.