The housekeeper exhaled a breath of turbid air and persuaded Xi'er, "You, don't feel uncomfortable, don't cry, Young Master Chen will definitely not blame you, after all, you are also unintentional." After comforting Xi'er, seeing that the maids were still surrounding him, the housekeeper waved his hand, "Everyone go down and do their own work, don't get together here, be careful to punish you with money."

The housekeeper's words were fierce, and the maids immediately dispersed when they heard it, they only had two taels of monthly money a month, if the master was good, they would be rewarded, but it was not much, if the housekeeper was to deduct it, it would be more distressing.

The crowd dispersed, but the butler was in no hurry to leave.

looked at Xi'er and said, "Xi'er, you can't see this painting now, so it's okay, I'll give you a tael of silver here, and you will give me this painting?" “

"Master Butler, what do you want this painting for, it has been destroyed by the slaves." Thinking of this, Xi'er wanted to shed tears, if she protected better, if she didn't show it to her sisters, this painting might not be broken, so it's all her fault, as long as she thinks of this, Xi'er's self-blame in her heart is very big, like a mountain pressing on her heart.

What a painful realization!

"Xi'er, don't worry about this, take the silver and buy some rouge to dress up and dress yourself, look at your current appearance, your eyes are red and swollen like walnuts, how can you serve Young Master Chen like this." The housekeeper scolded and said, and after speaking, he took out a tael of silver from his waist pocket and put it on Xi'er's palm, and turned around and went to the attic with the painting.

The steps under his feet are running, but the staff is still waiting for him on it.

Xi'er looked at the back of the housekeeper running away, and then looked at the one or two pieces of silver in her hand, and she couldn't help but deflat, and cried again.

She exchanged Young Master Chen's paintings for silver, woo, she was wrong, she was guilty, she actually exchanged the paintings given to her by Young Master Chen for money.

As soon as she thought of this, Xi'er squatted on the ground and cried again, crying sadly, so pitiful.

"Outside the staff, outside the staff, I got it." The butler climbed up to the attic with the picture that was already too bad to be bad, and shouted with joy when he was tired and panting.

"What did you get? What does it look like to be flustered. Zhou Tianque saw the housekeeper's uncalm appearance, and frowned and scolded.

"I told you to go down and see what happened, what did you get back for me?" Zhou Tianque asked.

"Outside the staff, in fact, a few little maids are crying because of a painting by Young Master Chen." The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"Young Master Chen? Chen'er? Zhou Tianque raised his eyes and glanced at the housekeeper and asked.

"Yes, it's the future husband of the eldest lady." The housekeeper said flatteringly, as the housekeeper of the Zhou family for so many years, he knows what he likes outside, and now his favorite is Chen Chen's son-in-law.

"Yo, Chen'er can still draw, quick, bring it to me and see." Sure enough, Zhou Tianque looked smiling and couldn't wait to see his son-in-law's masterpiece.

The housekeeper didn't dare to send it to the outside of the staff with the painting paper, he regretted it in his heart, he really wanted to beat himself in the mouth, looked at the staff with embarrassment, and said with insufficient confidence: "Outside the staff, this painting, it was accidentally destroyed by a few little maids." ”

"Ruined?" Zhou Tianque didn't expect this, but it didn't matter. "If it's ruined, bring it to me, and if it's ruined, you can always see some rough outlines."

But the housekeeper still didn't dare to hand the painting to Zhou Tianque's hand, he saw the painting, if he really sent it in front of Zhou Tianque, it was hard to guarantee that he wouldn't kick him off for a while.

"Outside, this painting is a bit ruined, according to the meaning of the slave, if you want to appreciate Chen Gongzi's painting, it is better to call Young Master Chen and ask him to paint a picture for you." The housekeeper persuaded bitterly.

He's now knocking out his teeth and swallowing them in his stomach.

"Is it really so badly ruined?" Zhou Tianque glanced at the housekeeper suspiciously, could it be that this guy was lying to himself.

But when I think about it, where did he get so bold, most of the paintings are really ruined.

"So what do you think of it after seeing it before? Is the drawing okay? Zhou Tianque asked again.

If the painting is okay, he will ask Chen'er to paint one for him, and it is best to paint another one for his daughter, but if the painting is not good, then it will be avoided, lest the two of them not be able to get off the stage after a while.

But where did the housekeeper dare to say that Chen Chen's painting was not as good as the ****, and his anxious forehead was dripping with sweat.

Outside the staff values his son-in-law a lot, and he feels the most like a personal housekeeper, hey, it seems that he really wants to hand over his life to God.

"Outside the staff, the slave will go and invite Young Master Chen to come over." After the housekeeper cautiously finished speaking, seeing Zhou Tianque nodding, he immediately ran away again.

"This old boy, why can't he hold his breath like a young man today?" Looking at the housekeeper's hurried back, Zhou Tianque muttered, "Could it be that Chen'er's painting is really good?" ”

So Zhou Tianque was full of expectations for Chen Chen's painting skills, so he called the maid outside the door, "You go and invite the eldest lady over." ”

He had to show his daughter, the son-in-law he chose for her was both civil and military. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Tianque's mouth.

The housekeeper came to the door of the room where Chen Chen lived, put his ear on the door, listened carefully, and immediately seemed to be silent, is there no one there?

Thinking of this possibility, the housekeeper almost jumped up in a hurry, if Young Master Chen was really not there, he would go back and tell the staff that Young Master Chen was not in the house, and he had not found anyone.

"Hey, Uncle Butler, what are you doing here?" As soon as Chen Chen came back from outside, he saw a person who was about to stick to the door of his room. When he stepped forward, he saw that it was the housekeeper in the house, so he happily went up to say hello, but he didn't expect to almost scare the housekeeper to death.

"Ah, Young Master Chen, why are you behind the minion?" The butler's hand was placed on his chest, he was so frightened that the fast pace of his heartbeat almost made him faint directly.

"I'm in my room this time." Chen Chen replied.

It was obviously the butler lying on his door, well, it was his fault for scaring the old man.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Housekeeper, I just wanted to come up and say hello to you, but I didn't expect to scare you." Chen Chen said embarrassedly.

"Hey, Young Master Chen, why did you come back at this time?" The housekeeper looked at Chen Chen and muttered quietly.

"Huh? Uncle Butler, what do you say? I didn't hear clearly. Chen Chen was stunned for a moment, and asked the housekeeper.

"Hehe, it's nothing, let the servant come and tell you to go and sit in the attic over there for a while, by the way, I heard Xi'er say that you can paint, and the staff also said, let you paint one for him." The housekeeper resigned himself to repeating Zhou Tianque's words.

"What? Zhou Tianque also likes it, oh no, Zhou Yuanwai also likes my paintings? Chen Chen was suddenly overjoyed, grabbed the butler's shoulder and asked excitedly.

A pair of eyes glistened with tears, which was a kind of joy to be recognized.

Originally, the housekeeper also wanted to specifically instruct Chen Chen, but it could be seen that Chen Chen's excited and inexplicable appearance suddenly he didn't know how to speak, so he had to smile perfunctorily, and the smile on his face was like a chrysanthemum, full of folds.

The heart said, just your black mass, can it be considered a good painting?

The housekeeper couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if he waited for a while and let the staff see that what Young Master Chen painted was actually a lump of black, would he be so angry that he couldn't catch his breath?

"Haha......"

The housekeeper didn't deny it, that is, it was confirmed, Chen Chenle laughed, remembering what the housekeeper had just said to himself, Zhou Tianque, the old fox was waiting for him in the attic, and hurriedly said to the housekeeper: "Uncle housekeeper, you wait a while, I will take some necessary painting artifacts today, and I will come out immediately." ”

After speaking, Chen Chen slipped into the room, and after a while, he took a few pieces of drawing paper and something wrapped in a piece of flower cloth.

Zhou Xiaoqing arrived at the attic earlier than Chen Chen, and at this moment Zhou Xiaoqing had already recovered to normal, and walked in front of Zhou Tianque and saluted before asking sweetly: "Dad, I don't know what happened to Daddy calling his daughter?" ”

"Qin'er, you don't know that Chen'er can paint, I heard the housekeeper say that Chen'er's painting is not bad, I asked the housekeeper to bring him over, you say, he has such a good painter who doesn't paint for my father-in-law first but gives a maid a painting, is it possible that my father-in-law can't even compare to a maid in the heart of a boy?" The more he said it, the more angry Zhou Tianque felt in his heart.

I didn't think there was anything before, but now that I say it and think about it, I feel angry in my heart.

If the housekeeper was here, he would definitely immediately avenge his grievances, when did he say that Chen Chen's painting was done?

That's just nonsense.

"Daddy, my daughter once knew, so don't blame Gongzi Chen." Zhou Xiaoqing listened to his father's words, and asked with a light smile, his smile was gentle and greasy.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Tianque suddenly aroused some joking eyes, "Yo, Qin'er, it's only been a long time, this is protected, how about it, the husband that Daddy chose for you is okay, haha......"

There was a smug laugh from Zhou Tianque in the attic.

Zhou Xiaoqing kept her mouth shut, still smiling faintly, she knew that the more she said in front of her father, the more she would be funny, it was just too much to say and be wrong.

On the other side, on the way here, Chen Chen was pestering the housekeeper to ask Zhou Tianque what Cheng Dù liked.

Zhou Tianque is definitely a big coffee, if such a big coffee promotes his words a little, his paintings will be expensive, plus the way of painting is novel, and it is a matter of minutes to make money.

Thinking about it, Chen Chen feels that the future is full of sunshine and beauty, and his life is full of challenges and success.

"Uncle housekeeper, you said that Zhou Yuanwai would let me draw a posture later, I think it is easier to look back at the side like this, you don't have to draw cumbersome folds on your clothes, but on the side, in fact, there are quite a lot of folds."

"Uncle housekeeper, you said that if I draw it, will Zhou Yuanwai praise me for two sentences?"

"Uncle housekeeper, you said that if I sell the painting to Zhou Yuanwai, what price should I ask for? After all, he will be my father-in-law in the near future. ”

"Uncle Butler......"

……

"Stop, Young Master Chen, you better wait for these to ask the staff outside, it's really bad to embarrass me as a minion." The housekeeper covered his ears and said helplessly, the expression on his face was extremely painful, Chen Chen's questions were almost like chanting, he felt that if he continued to make noise, he would faint directly.

"Oh, haha, that seems like I'm talking a lot." Chen Chen finally had some self-knowledge, touched his head, and smiled awkwardly.