Che Juren sighed, "Brother Zhou, you also know that now that I'm like this, I can't do anything, so if I want to get some money, I have to find another way." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoI'm in Feihualou, and I know that some guest officers like this black incense, which is fun. So, if someone sells it, I ...... Do you understand?"

Lu Changxuan suddenly realized that he dared to love Che Jiaming to help people sell this to make a little difference.

At the same time, he also understood that when they met for the first time, he was afraid that the car was a little deliberate, and its purpose was to peddle this black incense.

Saying this, Che Juren took out two more from his sleeve and solemnly put them in Lu Changxuan's hand: "Brother Zhou, now I only have this ability, don't dislike it." ”

Lu Changxuan took it in his hand.

Che Juren said, "This is a good thing, Brother Zhou." I have been torn and broken down over the years, dizziness, dizziness, and tinnitus...... After eating this, it turned out to be fine. It turns out that it is not only good for fun, but also has good medicinal effects. You know, now I can write letters and pairs to people occasionally and make some money. Brother Zhou, it saved me. ”

As he spoke, he took out a smoking gun, put the pill in it, lit it, and smoked it.

I took a sip, my expression was very happy, and while sucking, I slowly chanted: "Its breath is fragrant, and its taste is sweet...... Refreshed, the head is clear, followed by the chest and diaphragm, the interest is doubled, the bones are crisp for a long time, the eyes are tired, the time refers to the pillow and lies high, there is no thought, but the dream is blurred, the soul is desolate, and the real Elysium is also!"

But after a while, he finished smoking, was full of energy, laughed a few times, turned around and went to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Lu Changxuan went to see that Che Jiaming was painting peonies, he splashed ink and applied heavy brushes, making simple outlines, and in a moment, a full and vivid peony picture was presented in front of him.

"Good painting!"

Lu Changxuan couldn't help but high-five and admire, and couldn't help but regret. Whether it is calligraphy and painting, Che Jiaming's articles are all first-class works, and in some places, he is even inferior.

Che Jiaming threw away his pen and sighed: "Where is this......? Her hand was holding a paintbrush, not a hand pinching needles and threads to mend clothes...... It's all my fault, it's all my ......."

As he spoke, Che Jiaming took out a few pictures and said that they were Ju'er's paintings.

This is a picture of autumn chrysanthemum, and there are poems on it.

"Who is the fragrance of the East Fence Yellow Chrysanthemum, and I don't learn the sun with the sun. Wait for the autumn frost to wrap up, and be lonely in a lonely place. (Note: Poetry is incompetent, plagiarized from Shi Zhu.) Make a laughing stock of oneself before experts. ）

The image of arrogance and loftiness jumped on the paper.

Lu Changxuan sighed secretly, this Ju'er ......

Ju'er came in and saw such a scene, she probably knew what her brother said, her expression was a little gloomy, but she said apologetically to Lu Changxuan: "Big brother probably remembered that I used to know poetry, calligraphy, piano and painting, but now I have to sew and wash the pulp." Ups and downs, that's what it is. Brother Zhou, don't be surprised. ”

Lu Changxuan felt more and more that this girl was unworthy, and deeply pitied her talent.

Ju'er has never been humble or arrogant, without a trace of resentment and resentment.

Within a few days, he was suspended and reflected, and he didn't know which broken mouth was gossip, and it was known to his family, Mrs. Lu was crying, Qin Feifei was desolate and desolate, and he was upset as soon as he went home, and he became more and more unconcerned about being at home.

Especially Qin Feifei, her eyes were full of tears: "Husband, it's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

In the past, if Qin Feifei was so pitiful, Lu Changxuan would have already embraced her in his arms to comfort her. But now, he only felt that she was like a silk flower, wrapped around his body, making people breathless.

After leaving the house, I walked aimlessly for a while, and my footsteps involuntarily went to Che's house.

As expected, Ju'er was still sewing clothes, and when she entered through the door, she could see her figure sitting in a chair.

Her body is straight, even if she does things like sewing, she is very serious, but her hands are fast, and there is an inexplicable beauty in doing such ordinary things.

Ju'er didn't know that Lu Changxuan was coming, so she did a needlework for a while, hammered her shoulder with her hand, and raised her head only to find Lu Changxuan.

A smile flashed in her eyes, and although she was enthusiastic, she didn't please her.

"Brother Zhou is here, Big Brother is writing, please come with me. ”

When I arrived at Che Jiaming's bedroom, I saw him painting. Because his family was poor and there was no study, Che Jiaming had been reading and writing in his bedroom.

Knowing that someone was coming in, Che Jiaming didn't look up, just intoxicated with painting.

Lu Changxuan didn't bother, and watched quietly.

This is a picture of plum blossoms, a wax plum, curved, and several plum blossoms have opened on the branches. The two mountain birds seem to be attracted by something outside the picture, and they are looking forward to it. Fine brushes hook flowers, branches, and elegant colors. The mountain birds are meticulously portrayed and have a true expression. The composition is sparse, bright and generous.

Well drawn.

It wasn't until he finished writing that Che Jiaming put down his pen before he looked up and said, "Ju'er, title the poem you made yesterday." ”

He also explained to Lu Changxuan: "Our brother and sister used to be like this often, I painted, and she inscribed. Or, she paints, I inscribe. Previously, the second brother was also with us, and since he went to the shop, he has rarely been with us. ”

Ju'er smiled, didn't shirk, took the pen and raised her wrist, and walked among the dragons and phoenixes, and inscribed a poem.

"The valley is more northern, and every year it is late to divide its flowers. Gao Biao Yiyun Jun knows whether it is when the ice and snow are accumulated. (Note: Poetry is incompetent, plagiarized from Lin Hejing.) Make a laughing stock of oneself before experts. ）

Lu Changxuan was simply stunned, and his respect for Ju'er came spontaneously.

Swift thinking, noble conduct!

It's admirable to be able to maintain such a temperament in the face of adversity!

Thinking of his sister Changju, Lu Changxuan only felt that compared with Ju'er, his sister was nothing more than heaven and earth.

After Ju'er went out, Che Jiaming sighed: "Ju'er is all affected by me, otherwise, she will definitely be able to promise a good family......!" Hey......"

Lu Changxuan's heart moved.

The next day, after getting up, estimating the time, Lu Changxuan did not hesitate to buy some wine and food and went to Che's house.

Ju'er, as usual, took the things Lu Changxuan brought along with her own inventory, and prepared a few side dishes for them to drink and taste.

Ju'er didn't say much, but she looked gentle and talented with a smile.

Lu Changxuan's heart was happy, even if the Che family was very poor, he felt peaceful when he stayed there.

Today, he just returned from Che's house. Along the way, he was still smart and beautiful Ju'er in his mind, and he was in a much happier mood.

Unexpectedly, the chickens and dogs in the house jumped and they couldn't live in peace.

At this moment, touching the pill in his sleeve, Lu Changxuan's eyes appeared Ju'er's bright face like autumn water, a person as light as a chrysanthemum, lonely and self-loving, and not stained with dust.

It turned out that he felt that Qin Feifei was outstanding in talent and was more delicate than flowers.

Now it seems that how can there be half a point for that chrysanthemum?

hinted that she went back to her parents' house to persuade Qin Shuying to give her business a little life, but she couldn't do it.

It's just Qin Yaoyao's little thing, what a big deal? She actually lost her sense of proportion, like a crazy woman!

Especially when she killed Qin Yaoyao like that, although he acquiesced, in the end, he also had a knot in his heart for her viciousness. Where can Ju'er's hands be clean!