said that on the way back to the town, Han Guining sat in the carriage with a calm face and did not say a word. The shopkeeper www.biquge.info only felt that the temperature in the car was getting lower and lower, and he shrank his body into the corner of the car.

Halfway through, Han Guining spoke: "Do you know you're wrong?" ”

Seeing him speak, the money shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, the appearance of the son not speaking was too scary.

"The old slave knows that he is wrong, and he shouldn't talk nonsense without understanding the situation clearly." He said cautiously.

"No, you don't know what you're doing wrong. I have always called you Uncle Qian because I am also grateful for your dedication to me over the years. But don't forget, if you call me Childe, do you understand my status in your mind? You've trespassed today! Han Guining said with a cold face.

The money shopkeeper was startled, and hurriedly knelt down: "Childe, the old slave is wrong, the old slave has been a little carried away recently, and he has forgotten what his surname is." The old slave will not dare in the future, the son is the master, the old slave is the servant, and whatever the son says in the future will be what he says. As he spoke, he prostrated himself and touched the ground with his forehead.

Seeing this, Han Guining's anger in his heart dissipated a little, and he raised his hand slightly: "Get up." ”

The money shopkeeper got up at this time, and felt that his back was wet.

"I don't care what you have to say about Miss Xiaohan, you have to remember one thing, that's the person I like in Childe, and even in the future, she will probably be your mistress. So you can't be disrespectful to her! ”

The money shopkeeper trembled, raised his head and touched the determined look in the child's eyes, and quickly lowered his head and whispered.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Childe, why do you think of Miss Xiaohan?" If you want to say that she is beautiful, it doesn't count, she is a little more beautiful than ordinary people. If you want to be smart, it's just a little smart, and it's all used for livelihood, not talent. Like that kind of lady, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you can be considered smart. ”

Han Guining smiled, and he didn't know why he recognized her. Ever since the day she sold spicy cabbage, his eyes couldn't help but be attracted to her. And if you really like it, it should be from that night when she sang the song "Blind Date and Love Family", at that moment, the emotional singing and the happy and warm atmosphere of the Lin family made him deeply intoxicated. A feeling that I had never felt before, and at that moment time seemed to stand still.

He untied the burden next to him, which was a return gift from the Chen family when he left. Inside are a few catties of home-made rice crackers, as well as four-cornered rice dumplings.

Chen also specially told him how to eat this zongzi: after peeling off the zongzi leaves, cut the zongzi into circles, then heat the pot, brush oil around the pot and the bottom of the pot, and paste the zongzi on it. When it is browned, change to the other side and continue to fry until both sides are browned. This is called fried dumplings.

He stretched out his hand and took a rice biscuit and put it in his mouth, eating it slowly, feeling the sweet taste, which was also made by Xiao Han himself.

He thought, what is the meaning of everyone who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the actions are very boring. How can Xiaohan behave naturally and be smart and lively. If he can be with her, his daily life will no longer be pale, but colorful. She was a ray of sunshine that shone into his gloomy heart. She is a spring breeze that melts away his long-frozen heart......

The shopkeeper saw that the son was eating rice crackers with an intoxicated expression, smiling silently, and his eyes were different kind of gentleness. I seem to understand, but I don't seem to understand.

He was in his forties, but he had never loved a woman. No, there was once a woman, beautiful and gentle, like the moon in the sky, which made him look up, but he was ashamed of himself and did not dare to approach, and could only occasionally see her figure in his dreams......

It's a pity that the shame is thin, but the hateful thief is too ruthless. In order to avenge her and be worthy of her entrustment to me, I will also serve my son well. The money shopkeeper secretly made up his mind.

For a while, the two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, and there was silence in the carriage, and only the sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the ground could be heard......

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At the same time, after He Mu returned home, he sat at the table and was stunned. He also heard Xiao Han's words to keep Han Guining just now, but he had already left and it was not good to go back and listen to what they had to say.

Only Han Guining's laughter was faintly heard, and it was a while before the sound of the carriage leaving.

He felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and many conjectures came to his mind, and he began to suffer from gains and losses.

Seeing his son like this, Zhang sighed and panicked. She also saw that Han Gongzi seemed to be a little special to Xiaohan, but she didn't have any good way to help her son.

Speaking of which, it is because of his own poverty and lack of confidence.

When I was worried, I heard a call from outside the door: "Brother Mu, auntie......"

It's the sound of the vernal equinox, hey, why is he here? The two glanced at each other and hurriedly went out the door.

I saw the spring equinox running in with a box in his hand, and Xiao Han followed behind with a basket and a smile.

When He Mu saw it, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted him, and asked softly, "Why are you here?" ”

The spring equinox was fast, and he said it first: "I'm here to send you snacks, it's from Han Gongzi, it's delicious." ”

"There are also rice dumplings, wrapped on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, but because there is something at home, I have not been able to send them, and I just sent them to you today." Xiao Han took it and said, then handed the basket to Zhang.

There are six four-cornered zongzi in it, eight were sent to Han Guining before, and now six are sent to He Mu, and there is not much left in their house.

She didn't want to send snacks, because she was afraid that He Mu would mind. But the spring equinox said that there were good things to share with Brother Mu. In his mind, Brother Mu is very good to himself, and he thinks of him when he has good food and fun. So he left a few pieces of those dim sum, thinking that He Mu had never eaten them, so he sent them over for him to taste.

He Mu refused to eat it, but he didn't follow the spring equinox, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked him if it was delicious with wide eyes.

He Mu had a snack in his mouth, he didn't swallow it, he didn't swallow it, and he felt astringent in his heart. Seeing the expectant eyes of the spring equinox, I had to nod, stretched my neck and swallowed it, saying that it was delicious.

The vernal equinox was delighted and grinned. Xiao Han saw He Mu's expression and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he paused, and just told him that he would go to study at home if he had nothing to do in the past few days.

When He Mu heard this, his mood suddenly improved, and he quickly nodded and said that he would go when he was free.

Xiao Han refused Zhang's retention, got up and left with the spring equinox in He Mu's reluctant eyes.

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The next day was the seventh day of the first lunar month, and my uncle came over with his two children.

He was embarrassed to explain that the two children had been clamoring to come, and he couldn't help it.

However, it is exactly what he wants, since the last time he heard Xiao Han talk about the characteristics of Western painting, he has been thinking about this matter recently, but he doesn't know the point. I also heard Xiao Han talk about the technique of "sketching", he tried still life sketching at home, and painted the changes of light and shadow seen by his eyes, but he always felt that the brush was not easy to use, the speed was not fast, and he still couldn't do it.

He told Xiao Han about this distress. Xiao Han thought about it, so he went to the kitchen to find a thin wooden strip and threw it into the stove to burn it into charcoal, then took it out with tongs and put it in the water. With a "whoosh", a puff of white smoke rose up, and after a while, the charcoal cooled.

Xiao Han cut the charcoal into two sections, and then asked Lixia to cut the charcoal smooth, about the size of a soybean, and then found a cloth to wrap the charcoal carefully, only one end was exposed, and finally tied it tightly with a rope.

Qingming and Xiaoxue had long forgotten about listening to the story at this time. Several people looked at Xiao Han in surprise, not knowing what she was doing and what was the use of this charcoal.

I saw that she took a piece of paper to practice writing, and used charcoal to "brush" a few strokes on it to outline an outline, and after a few more strokes, a strange figure came out.

"Who is this person, why do I look so familiar?" Chen Qingming muttered.

Xiao Han couldn't help but smile and continued to draw, but didn't answer.

"I feel familiar too, ah, isn't this your cousin?" The vernal equinox suddenly exclaimed, "Haha, it's so ugly!" ”

Everyone looked at it, but it wasn't it. I saw that Qingming on the picture had a big mouth and bared his teeth, which was exactly what he looked like when he ate snail noodles that day. Underneath is a short body and limbs. It turned out that Xiao Han used modern comic techniques.

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed out loud, and Xiao Han's laughter was crisp like a silver bell.

Qingming blushed, snatched the painting, and looked at her with a sad look: "Cousin, do you hold such a grudge?" But just after saying a few words about you, you still can't forget it, as for painting me so ugly? My cousin is a beautiful man in Yushu, and his image has been ruined by you. ”

Xiao Han shook his body, as if he wanted to shake off the goosebumps. Laughing and laughing, he was so narcissistic at a young age, and he was still in the wind, his body had not grown at this age, and he was still childish, just a little boy.

"You're far worse than my brother, and you're embarrassed to boast about yourself. It's called a comic, do you understand it? Then he explained in everyone's confused eyes: The so-called comics are exaggerated ways to depict a fact, which begins with the form of ugliness and ends with the pleasure of beauty, so some people call comics the art of ugliness.

"Oh, it turns out that you are trying to make me happy by scandalizing me!" Qingming said indignantly.

"That's right, you're so smart." Xiao Han praised.

There was another burst of laughter, which fully proved the purpose and charm of the comics.

Chen Qingming vomited blood, is this irony or sarcasm?

Angry, he was reluctant to throw away the painting, but carefully folded it and put it in his arms. Looking at this painting, I want to turn my grief and anger into strength, and the longer it is, the better it looks.

This remark drew laughter from everyone.

After laughing, Chen Hanzhong and several children became interested in the pen and comics in Xiao Han's hand.

Chen Hanzhong took a pen, took a piece of paper, tried it a little, and after a while, a cute little black dog appeared on the drawing paper.

Xiao Han's eyes lit up, and he snatched it: "This puppy is so cute, uncle give me this painting." ”

"Cousin, you like dogs, this is our little black, just born, if you like it, I'll bring it to you next time." Small pistes.

"Really? That's great! Xiao Han happily replied that women are inherently immune to such furry things.

Xiaoxue hurriedly nodded in assurance. So everyone took turns to try charcoal, and they all thought it was very easy to use and convenient. Unlike the soft brush, it has to be dipped in ink.

Lixia saw that everyone liked it, so he hurriedly made a few charcoal pens according to Xiao Han's method, one for each person. Everyone was very happy to get it, and Chen Hanzhong proposed to go to the Qingshui River to sketch.

Xiaoxue and Spring Equinox were the first to support, the two were still young, and it was the time when they loved to play and make trouble, and when they heard that they were going to go to the river to paint, they cheered happily.

The group jokingly came to the Qingshui River, and Chen Hanzhong immediately set up the drawing board, holding the brush and preparing to sketch.

It was morning, the frost had melted on the meadows, the Qingshui River was flowing quietly, gurgling, the sun was shining obliquely on the water, the breeze was blowing, and the sparkling waves shone with a charming luster. The trees on the hill on the other side of the river are reflected in the clear water, and the water surface shakes, and the shadows sway.

Xiao Han's heart suddenly quieted down. She sat on the grass with her knees crossed, raised her head slightly, closed her eyes, felt the wind blowing through the ends of her hair, listened to the flow of the river, the sound of the spring equinox and the chirping of the snow and the sound of Lixia scolding them from time to time, everything was so harmonious.

I don't know how long it took, as if he was about to fall asleep, suddenly a hand gently covered his forehead, she opened her eyes and saw that it was Lixia, who was looking at her suspiciously.

Xiao Han smiled and shook his head to say that he was fine: "When I see this mountain, I think of Chu Daxia, I don't know where he is now, whether he is doing chivalry somewhere again, and who he has saved." ”

"yes, yes!" Lixia was also emotionally aroused, and Chu Zhao's figure immediately appeared in his mind, with a yearning look on his face.

As everyone knows, Chu Zhao, who was envied and remembered by the two of them, was in distress at this time, and he looked at the little guy in his arms crying and laughing.

The little guy looked at him with a pair of clear and innocent eyes, he couldn't help it, smiled wryly and hurriedly took off his clothes for him, and then took out a clean piece of his own clothes from the baggage and wrapped him. While pointing at him and warning, he said, "Remember, tell me the next time you shush, pee on me again, and I'll spank you." You see my clothes are wet, and I have to wash you, and my clothes are wet......"

When the little guy saw that he was murdering himself, his mouth was deflated and he cried "wow". Chu Zhao was so frightened that he was at a loss, picked him up and coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry." I won't talk about you, can't you? Don't cry. ”

But the little guy still cried "wow, wow, wow". Isn't it hungry Chu Zhao took out the steamed bun from the bag and stuffed it into his mouth, the little guy spit it out, didn't eat it, still opened his mouth and cried, tears falling down in strings.

It's so capricious, it can't be helped.

Chu Zhao was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, he had no experience in coaxing children, what should I do.

It seemed that he had to ask someone, so he rolled up the dirty clothes on the floor and stuffed them into his baggage, then picked up the child, performed light work, and went to the place where there was a house.

Unexpectedly, the little one stopped crying, and giggled happily, clapping his hands while laughing, and shouting: "Oh, fly, fly......"

Unexpectedly, this trick worked, Chu Zhao seemed to have found a trick, holding him and flying from this tree to that tree, and sure enough, the little guy's giggling laughter also flew up with the sky.

After flying like this for half an hour, the little guy was satisfied, Chu Zhao put him down, let him play on the grass, and then went to wash and pee his pants with a bitter face and disgust.

Alas, it's only been one day, it's so difficult, what can I do in the future.

No, I'll have to find a home for him......

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The town, the welcome house.

Today, on the seventh day of the new year, the store is ready to open, and the guys downstairs are busy wiping the table and sweeping the floor.

At this time, a person suddenly pushed the door in, and the guy looked up and saw that it was a woman in her thirties, greeting them with a smile on her face: "Yo, are you busy?" ”

A guy hurriedly put down the broom, went up and said kindly: "This guest officer, do you want to eat?" It's still early, and we haven't opened yet. ”

"No, no." The woman hurriedly waved her hand, handed over a letter and said, "Someone asked me to bring a letter to your owner, Han Gongzi, I came yesterday, but you didn't open the door, I don't know where to find you, I came to try it today, I didn't expect it to coincide, you just opened." Wishing you prosperity! ”

"Wishing you prosperity! This sister-in-law, but the son is not in the store now. Otherwise, you can leave it here first, and I'll give it to him when Childe comes. The guy said in embarrassment.

It's not better, the woman was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Okay, just according to what you say." Remember to leave it to your host! ”

As he spoke, he handed the letter to the man, turned around and left. The guy shouted in the back, "Sister-in-law, what do you call it?" I'll tell the owner. ”

Without looking back, the woman left a sentence: "When your host reads the letter, you will understand." ”

The guy took the letter and was stunned.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder, he was startled, and blurted out: "Which stinky boy slapped me?" ”

"Who's the stinky boy?" A majestic voice rang out.

The guy looked up and saw that it was the money shopkeeper, he was so frightened that a cold sweat broke out on his head, and he hurriedly stammered and explained: "Money shopkeeper, why did your old man come, I thought they were filming me, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

"Come and see if you stinky boys are lazy, and I saw you here alone in a daze. What are you holding in your hand? The money shopkeeper said with a tiger face.

The guy even called out for wrongdoing, and then told him what happened.

The money shopkeeper took the letter and looked at it over and over again, the handwriting was unfamiliar, and he didn't know who wrote it.

"I'll give it to Childe." Said that he left in a hurry.

At this time, Han Guining, who had a good night's sleep, was sitting in the room drinking tea comfortably.

He had a good dream last night, and needless to say, it was the little person he thought about day and night. He dreamed of running on a meadow with her, and laughter was all over the ground. I dreamed that the two of them were sitting on a hillside full of flowers, and he plucked a flower and put it in her sideburns, and she smiled at her with a red face...... (To be continued.) )