A little black ink moves with the pen, but with a few strokes, a distant mountain obscured by clouds and mist emerges on the paper.

Nearby, a lonely tree is proud, with a distance to support the near, although the red cinnabar is painted, the delicate and lovely buds fall on the branches of the lonely tree in the blink of an eye, and with the rhythm of the pen's fingers, the small buds, as if alive, slowly bloomed.

The simple ink and light and wild brushwork outline a picture of the wind, snow and cold plums, which sets off the pride of the plum to the extreme, showing the charm.

Shen Niannian put down the brush, gently blew the ink on the paper, and then gently picked it up, waited until the ink dried, and then carefully put it on the bed, and then continued to lay down the second piece of paper.

The second painting is a picture of welcoming spring.

Winter goes to spring, everything recovers, flowers bloom, and everywhere shows a vibrant state.

Shen Niannian liked to paint when he was still Shen Ningshuang, and he took every painting very seriously.

After marrying into the Yun family, her mother's family is still a little powerful, and it is enough to give her a backer, so no one has ever been embarrassed.

I thought that the family was harmonious, and her parents-in-law also maintained her in every way, as well as her husband's thoughtfulness, even if there were still a few aunts in the family, she always felt good these days.

It's a pity that the Shen family cut the Jue and let it out, and there was no one in Kyoto who could support her, and the masks of those people in the Yun family were torn off in an instant, and her hands could no longer be pen and paper, even if she concentrated on female red for a period of time and made a living from embroidery, she still couldn't paint as intact as before.

Those pasts, and presents, are things of the past, but after the mask of hypocrisy was torn off, the disgusting faces of those people were once her nightmare.

If it weren't for the fact that she had experienced this resurrection of the corpse, although this body was weak, it at least gave her the opportunity to pick up a pen and paint.

This time, I painted only in exchange for money.

Therefore, Shen Niannian didn't have much thought, and thought slowly as before, but re-painted the landscape flowers he had painted, and habitually wrote poems, and left his name.

In one night, she was slightly relieved that she had painted five finished paintings, and when the sky was white outside, she carefully put away a few paintings, planning to go to the county seat as soon as the year was over.

There must be more bookstores in the county than in the town, and there are naturally more readers.

Although this is the border, but in recent years, due to King Ling's good governance, the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment, and she will be able to sell these paintings at a suitable price to the library.

Looking at one of the pictures of long pines, the corners of Shen Niannian's mouth hooked up a trace of bitter arc.

I think that back then, the paintings of the Shen family's concubines in Kyoto used to be hard to find, but now they have to reduce their prices for a few hundred taels of silver, which is really different from the past.

After putting away the paintings, Shen Niannian also felt tired, so he blew out the oil lamp and went to bed.

After keeping vigil all night last night, Shen Xiuniang would not wake them up early, but would let them sleep for more hours.

However, at this time, firecrackers have been set up in the village, and the crackling sound indicates the arrival of the New Year, but it is full of joy.

Shen Xiuniang pushed the door in, looked at the blue and black under her eyes, and knew that this girl must have slept late last night, after all, she was such a stubborn person every year, and she didn't doubt whether she had done anything else.

Qi Ge'er and Su Niang couldn't hold on to resting early last night, but the oil lamp was not extinguished all night.

At this moment, I heard the sound of firecrackers outside, so I also got up.

Shen Xiuniang just glanced at it, and went to prepare the New Year's lunch, Qi Ge'er thought that his father, who was alone in the house last night, was not at ease, so he served Su Niang for breakfast, and then took the reluctant An Ge'er and hurried to the place where Liu Er lived.

The Liu family gave very few things to the second room, and the earthen embryo room that looked like it was about to collapse at any time looked very shabby.

Brother An cried a lot because of the absence of her mother some time ago, so she was cleaned up by Liu Er many times, so she also had an estrangement from this father, but it was Qi Ge'er, who knocked on the swaying door directly with the meat porridge quietly taken out of the kitchen in his hand.

"Dad, we're here to bring you breakfast? You come out and open the door. ”

Qi Ge'er shouted at the top of his throat, while gently patting the door, he was afraid that this door would not be able to withstand that bit of force, and if it was broken, it would not be repaired for a while.

Brother An pouted, and also followed her brother to knock on the door, the child's voice was already sharp, but he still didn't see Liu Er come out.

Seeing this, Qi Ge'er felt a sigh in his heart, and suddenly had a bad premonition, and he didn't care if the door would be bad, so he kicked the door and rushed in directly.

"Oh no, Dad, he's infected with the wind chill!"

Qi Ge'er was shocked, and hurriedly threw the basket containing the food to the younger brother, stepped forward to probe Liu Er's forehead, and was taken aback by the abnormally high temperature.

Brother An blinked, even if Liu Er had beaten him badly, there were times when he was good to him, so he immediately became anxious, "Brother, I want to ask for a doctor!" Doctor, please! ”

"I'll go back first with my father on my back, little brother, you go and invite Dr. Zhao to the house, quickly!"

Qi Ge'er directly carried Liu Er on his back and hurriedly ran home, and An Ge'er also hurriedly carried the basket and ran fast towards Dr. Zhao's house with two short legs.

Shen Xiuniang was in the stove room, looking at the firewood at home and frowning.

In the past few days, Su Niang's body has almost improved, but she is still pretending to be sick and lazy, and she is also clear in her heart.

When the house was built, it was already winter, so there was no firewood at home, so I had to buy it like the people in the village.

The firewood of 400 Wen is piled high, but it is not very prohibited, and there is not much firewood at this glance, but it is still very early for spring ploughing!

Shen Xiuniang thought of this time, and Su Niang, who wanted to eat something in the middle of the night at every turn, felt a little unhappy.

Although she has a lot of money, she doesn't spend it indiscriminately, and she has to keep it for her life, but she can't use it all to buy firewood.

After all, in this winter, there is no woodcutter to go up the mountain, and even if there is, that load of firewood is one or two times more expensive than in the past!

It seems that I have to talk about Su Niang, if she is in good health, don't be lazy!

With a deep sigh, Shen Xiuniang boiled a large pot of water, and went to the yard to feed the chickens and ducks, and saw her eldest son running in hurriedly with a person on his back, panting fiercely.

"Mother, dad is sick!"

Qi Ge'er looked at her anxiously, not knowing what to do for a while.

After all, there is only Shen Niannian in the room where he lives now, he and Su Niang, and the mother's room is burning with kang, and the other rooms are also very cold, but I don't dare to put my father on those beds.

Therefore, we can only look at what Shen Xiuniang means.

Shen Xiuniang was also shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward to look at Qi Ge'er's back, and really saw that Liu Er, who had been with him for more than ten years, was flushed, and she didn't dare to delay at the moment, and hurriedly said, "Quick, quickly carry your father to my house!" ”

Qi Ge'er nodded immediately, and hurriedly ran towards the main house, kicked the door open, and put Liu Er on the hot kang.

"I've already asked my little brother to find Dr. Zhao, mother, look ......"

Qi Ge'er looked at Shen Xiuniang with some embarrassment, although one was his father and the other was hers, but now the two are no longer husband and wife, and this is also the Shen family, so naturally they have to ask their mother's opinion.

Although Shen Xiuniang is still angry that Liu Er actually listened to the old lady and divorced herself directly, but in the end, she has been married for more than ten years, and she can't drive people out when they are seriously ill, otherwise, this Liu Er may really not survive for a few days.

But even so, it doesn't mean that she forgave this man, she just snorted heavily and said coldly, "Doctor Zhao is here, let him prescribe some medicine, now we are no longer husband and wife, there is a difference between men and women, in order to avoid gossip, you can take care of your father." ”

Although she said so, Shen Xiuniang still turned her head and went to the kitchen, and hurriedly prepared hot water for Liu Er.

Not long after she walked on her front foot, An Ge'er came back with Dr. Zhao.

Dr. Zhao's face is not good-looking, after all, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, who doesn't want to live a stable life, who knows that Liu Er is not good when he is sick one day, but he has to get a cold so early in the morning!

Although his face was unhappy, the nature of the doctor couldn't really watch Liu Er die, so he followed the little baby of the Liu family.

"Doctor Zhao, you are here, take a look at my father, he has a high fever now! Here's how? ”

Qi Ge'er was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and Su Niang, who had already gotten up and came over, comforted her on the side, and stared at Dr. Zhao nervously.

After Dr. Zhao entered the house, he didn't remember that this room was Shen Xiuniang's room, but directly probed Liu Er's pulse.

"It is estimated that I got a cold last night, and I didn't have enough rest during this time, and I didn't eat well, so I had a high fever.

Doctor Zhao also knew that it was impossible to go to the town to catch the medicine at this time, but fortunately, he often prepared some general typhoid medicine, and when he heard Brother An talk about Liu Er's condition before, he brought some, took it at this time, and handed it directly to Qi Ge'er's hand, and said lightly, "Take this medicine through three waters and then decoction to temporarily control his situation, but this medicine still has to go to the town to catch it, and I will write you a prescription later." ”

"Thank you, Dr. Zhao, thank you!"

Knowing that his father was fine, Qi Ge'er and his wife were also relieved, after all, if Liu Er was really frozen to death in that dilapidated house, it was estimated that the people in the village would talk about their gossip again.

After all, he lives in a good house all day long as a son, but he lets his father live in such a broken place, even if he knows that Shen Xiuniang and Liu Er are not husband and wife now, and it is natural to take in his son, but if someone really dies, then his reputation as a son will be completely ruined.

After paying for the medicine, Su Niang took the medicine to decoction, and Shen Xiuniang didn't say anything when she saw it, but she kept her face cold, obviously not in a good mood.

Therefore, after Shen Niannian woke up, he learned the news that Liu Er was going to stay in her house for a while.