The rest of his life is not a diligent person.

On a whim, a goal may pop up and then die down after a while.

This time, I borrowed money from the sniper, and I was not ready to pay it back, so a few scoundrels leisurely.

Ye Zigao continued to sell paintings, and Hu Mu lingered around the strange.

As for the wealth, eat and sleep every day, hook up with Jingwei, and find a place to sleep after finishing the work at the inn.

In his words: "After all these years, I didn't dare to sleep much at the thought that I would die, for fear of wasting my life, and now I have to make up for it." ”

Compared to them, the rest of their lives are much more tasteful.

"Meow!"

"Quack!"

Watching a group of water monkeys chasing the black cat and the sheriff, running around the street outside, the black chick said, "Childish"

She turned her head to look at Aunt Qing, "Sister Qing, you can't take care of him?"

After a while, after the water monkeys have stopped, they will carry the black cat or sheriff to the ditch, provoking the water monkeys to chase and kill the black cat.

Aunt Qing waved her hand, "Let him go, save him from wandering around me, annoying." ”

"Fortunately, I didn't marry him, otherwise I would have been a mother. The cat said as she peeled peanuts.

She put the peanut kernels in the bowl next to her, and there was already a small half bowl.

Just as Hu Mu came out from afar, the cat immediately stood up: "Yo, Brother Hu, don't be too tired, come, take a break, and taste the peanuts I peeled for you." ”

She greeted him courteously, "It's extraordinarily delicious." ”

"It's all peanuts, what's the difference?" the brunette wondered.

"There's my heart in it. The cat looked at Hu Muyuan.

"Vomit", Hu Muyuan was unwell and covered her mouth and entered the back kitchen of the inn.

"Brother Hu, I'll keep it for you!" the cat shouted from behind.

Jingwei was puzzled, "Look at you are very shrewd every day, why did you make a dead heart here, people already have a lady." ”

"What's wrong with having a lady, you can have another lady. The cat sat down and said confidently.

"They also say that you are a master of fraud, and I think the master of the dead eye is almost the same. The brunette shook her head helplessly.

She glanced behind the cat, and suddenly pointed in the direction of the backyard and said, "Your brother Hu ran from the back kitchen to the backyard." ”

"Really?" the cat got up and ran to the backyard door, lifted the curtain, and saw that it was empty outside.

"You lie..." The cat looked back and saw that the peanuts she peeled were all in the mouth of the little white fox at this moment.

"Oji!" When the cat went over to stop him, the little white fox had already put down the bowl and wiped it clean, "It's still like this." ”

"Go, this is the third bowl you have eaten me, is it easy for me to peel a peanut, and I am reluctant to eat one. "The cat chased away the little white fox.

The little white fox left satisfied, and came over to eat later.

Today they are resting, and the old master is discussing painting skills with Ye Zigao outside.

"My painting is not worse than yours," Ye Zigao looked at the old master's collection of paintings, "Why don't you like my paintings?"

"This painting was given to me by a friend of mine, and the artistic conception is lofty. ”

The old master pointed to the green hill on the painting, "Look at this green mountain, pointing straight to the sky, symbolizing the roar of the sky." You look at the paper kite, gone with the wind, which means freedom. Look at the little girl who put the paper kite, although the paper kite goes, she has a smile on her face, which is the yearning for freedom. ”

"I think she's a fool, the paper kite is broken, and she's still having a silly time there. Ye Zigao disdainfully, "Look at my painting." ”

"What are you drawing?" said the old beggar, "a fish with a pair of human legs, and still struggling when it falls into the water?"

"You know what, this is a man who was eaten by a fish, but he is still resisting, this is an unyielding to fate, a hero's struggle against fate. "The leaves are high and impassioned.

"Is this you?" said the old beggar.

"Good eyesight, you can see it. Ye Zigao said with a smile.

"Nonsense, you're the only one in the inn who got bitten on the arm by a fish. Yu Sheng said angrily when he passed by.

He carried the dog in his hand and prepared to go into the ditch.

"Exaggeration, understand it or not, art is moderate exaggeration. Ye Zigao shouted at his back.

"Then you're exaggerating. The beggar pointed to the middle of the human leg, "This thing is almost a leg." ”

"It's not like I'm not a big deal. Ye Zigao was a little embarrassed, but still argued for himself.

The old monk too, leaving early, staying may be able to improve the prescription.

If there are no sequelae, his medicine is still very good.

He asked the beggar to comment, "You say, which one is better, my painting or his?"

"Shall I tell me?" the beggar was flattered, and busily straightened his tattered clothes and removed the thatch from his head.

He pretended to look at it, "It's still good looking at the old leaves." ”

"You see, beggars say I'm good-looking. Ye Zigao said, "As a master, your taste will not be inferior to him." ”

"Phew," the beggar spat at Ye Gao, "your uncle." ”

He went back to sleep with his hands behind his back.

"Yours is good, but I still like the painting in my hand because it was painted by my friend. "The old master is stubborn.

"Why are you so screwed? Ye Zigao said.

This painting is his proud work, and as soon as he brushes the pen, the old master will come to appreciate it, and it is very uncomfortable not to be appreciated.

"Because the owner of the painting died, I liked it. The old master said.

"Oh~" Ye Zigao suddenly said, "I see, the painter is dead, and the painting is more valuable, so you like it." ”

He despised the old master, "It turns out that you are so superficial, and I still look down on you and think you are a person of taste." ”

"No, no. The old master shook his head, "My friend is dead, and that's why I like this painting." ”

Ye Zigao was puzzled, "If I'm dead, you like this painting." ”

The old master nodded, "Hey, yes." ”

"What's the matter?" Ye Zigao was puzzled.

"It's a big deal. The old master said, "All the paintings and calligraphy I like, their owners are all dead." ”

"You haven't liked the calligraphy and painting of people who are alive?"

"Yes, and then he died. The old master said.

"Uh," Ye Zigao hurriedly put away his proud work, "I beg you, don't like it." ”

The old master patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, I still have this bit of discipline, by the way, you want to drink tonight?"

"I please, I please. Ye Zigao said.

At this time, the water monkeys attacked again, and Wuyang Wuyang ran under the steps in front of the door, and the dogs chased after him, triumphant.

A water monkey took a step slower, and when he saw the dog's face, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

"Haha, yes, that's good. "I was happy to successfully trick this group of water monkeys for the rest of my life.

It's just that the dog quickly gave up the pursuit and found a corner to bask in the sun, which made the rest of his life very unpleasant.