At first, Wen Yun squatted beside Wang Zhuangyuan to watch, purely because of his clumsy carving, and many times he even cut his own hand, and the thin blade slid red marks on the healthy wheat-colored skin, and gradually blood oozed.

Wen Yun wanted to laugh at him, but looking at his rough and careful movements, he felt uncomfortable.

"Don't cut it, you don't look good, it's ugly."

Wen Yun pursed her lips, a little unhappy.

Wang Zhuangyuan smiled slowly, he raised his eyes to look at Wen Yun from time to time, a pair of Danfeng eyes were gentle and humble, and the smile contained was boundless and meticulous and gentle.

Wen Qing and Wen Sheng got closer to see their posture. Wang Zhuangyuan handed the finished puppet to Wen Yun, but Wen Yun put his hands behind his back, looked at Wang Zhuangyuan stubbornly, and didn't say anything, but it was obvious that he refused.

Wang Zhuangyuan opened his lips, and when he saw Wen Sheng and them coming, he was still a little cramped, so he shrank the whole person into the big tree, and opened his eyes without speaking.

Wen Qing stopped behind Wen Yun, she squatted down, pressed Wen Yun's little head with her left hand, looked at Wang Zhuangyuan calmly with her eyes, and asked, "What are you doing with this for him?" ”

Wang Zhuangyuan thought for a while, and spit out two words cautiously and nervously: "Cute." ”

Lovely? Do you mean that Wenyun is cute? Or is it referring to the cuteness of the puppets he made?

Wen Qing pondered and looked down at the puppet in Wang Zhuangyuan's hand, and was slightly stunned, although the puppet was rough in workmanship, but with the simple and neat lines and a pair of big eyes, it was obviously a miniature version of Wenyun. Wang Zhuangyuan is Wenyun?

Wen Qing turned his eyes to look at Wen Yun, he always puffed out his cheeks when he was angry, he was very cute like a little bun, and he really looked a little like a puppeteer. However, Wang Zhuangyuan did make it ugly, no wonder Wen Yun didn't like it.

Wen Qing curled the corner of her lips and said, "Wen Yun, accept it and say thank you." ”

Wen Yun looked at it in disbelief, and said sadly: "Mother! ”

He also squatted on the ground because he turned around too quickly, looking at Wen Qing's eyes innocent and aggrieved.

Wen Qing pulled him up, his eyes kept looking at him calmly, Wen Yun pursed the corners of his lips, and reluctantly took the puppeteer and said thank you. On the surface, he was indeed unhappy, but Wen Qing could see that Wen Yun unconsciously touched the puppet twice, in fact, he liked it.

Wen Qing looked at Wang Zhuangyuan and said in a low voice, "Thank you." ”

Wang Zhuangyuan smiled so much that the corners of his lips couldn't be closed, and the smile that was as clear as a landscape was wrapped between his eyebrows and eyes. Wen Qing was stunned, if Wang Zhuangyuan was not wearing a coarse cloth short coat, if he was also a crescent moon robe, holding a twelve-fracture fan, and with a graceful demeanor, he would definitely not look so down, right?

Wen Sheng stood aside with everything in his arms, feeling that something was wrong. Wen Qing got up and said lightly: "Dad, we're going home." ”

Wenyun held the puppeteer in his arms all the way, smiling when he saw everyone. Wen Qing thought about it and felt that his duplicity and arrogance must not be inherited from his own.

Wen Sheng poked Wen Qing's back and whispered, "Daughter, are you interested in Wang Zhuangyuan?" ”

"What do you think?"

She smiled and said, "I'm just interested in him." ”

Wang Zhuangyuan has such an outstanding appearance, and he came from other places, he must have been a noble son of a big family before he went crazy. Such a person is mysterious and noble, and these villagers don't care about his origins?

But she cares - will Wang Zhuangyuan be Wenyun's father?

The two of them are similar in appearance, and Wang Zhuangyuan's origin is unknown, her intuition tells her that she should suspect Wang Zhuangyuan.

Wen Sheng understood, but when he thought of Wang Zhuangyuan, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Wen Qing, Wang Zhuangyuan is not a good match. Even if you already have Wenyun, Dad still hopes to find you a good family, you deserve a good family. ”

"Dad, let's talk about this later."

Wen Qing said this, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Yun, who was happily jumping in front of him.

She is extremely calm, and Wen Sheng can't say anything, whose father is willing to marry his daughter early?

That night, Wen Qing took stock of all the things at home and made a list in his heart: Valuable-none. Wenyun's copper money tree only has seven copper plates, which is enough for two bowls of Yangchun noodles, and it is hidden by his baby on the side of the pillow, and it is covered with a quilt during the day.

Her wooden hairpin is worth two copper plates at most, and the jade pendant that Wen Sheng has always treasured is still a fake, and it is only one or two silver when she dies. In addition to these, there are also some scattered household utensils, and some sun-dried candied fruits and vegetables, two skewers of bacon, which are gone.

After Wen Qing sorted these out, he was speechless.

Wen Yun was playing puppeteers behind their backs, he said that he was ugly and didn't like it, but he happily didn't want it in his heart.

Wen Sheng rubbed his hands and smiled heartily, "Xiao Qingqing, are you angry?" ”

Wen Qing looked back at him expressionlessly, she understood that Wen Sheng would call her Wen Qing when she was normal, daughter, Xiao Qingqing when she was weak in heart, and Qing'er when she said big truths. All in all, he is now weak-hearted!

Wen Qing pulled over a bench and sat down, raising an eyebrow at him, "Say it." Dad, how did you get your life like this? ”

Wen Sheng continued to rub his hands, looking at the shabby roof and smiling dryly, "That'...... Xiao Qingqing, you also know, our family is poor, it's the trend of the times-"

Wen Qingyin measured: "Where is the general trend? ”

He Nunu mouthed, "The general trend is ...... The people in the village are poor, and if we get rich all of a sudden, we will be attacked. ”

"You could have had a lot of money, so you could have had a lot of money."

Wen Sheng shook his head again, "It's not such a reason. It's useless for me to not make any money, Wen Qing, you scold me. ”

"What's the use of scolding you? If I scold you, will a pie fall from the sky? It's seventeen, autumn is coming, and then winter is coming, are you ready for the winter? Clothes, quilts, food, all the same. You have not treated me and Wenyun badly before, and I will not treat you badly from now on. ”

Her voice turned very quickly, and as she spoke, she got up and went to make supper first.

When Wen Yun was growing his body, Wen Sheng watched Wen Qing cut off the best piece of lean meat on the pig, chopped it into a meat patty, pinched a dozen meat balls, and boiled the pot under water. ”

Wen Qing responded, "Then change a piece of meat for them." ”

"Qing'er, it's not a question of whether to change or not, this is what I promised people-"

Wen Qing put down the kitchen knife, turned his head, and his face was full of seriousness: "Dad, you should make the life of the family better first, and then go to help others enthusiastically." After all, if you treat others well, they may not treat you well. ”

In this era, the only thing she knows is that she can't be bitter about herself.

Even if you suffer her, you can't suffer Wensheng and Wenyun.