The problem before going to bed is indeed solved, the first story is Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, there is only the voice of Hanzhou in the dark, one moment high, one moment low, one moment nervous, one moment flat. Dazao thought that the voice was so good, and she said it so vividly, just like the real thing.

This girl is really interesting, I don't know who came from someone.

At breakfast, Han Zhou asked him, "Brother Zao, did you dream of the treasure in the cave last night?" Glittering. ”

"Oh, I didn't dream of it, it was as if someone was talking about opening the sesame and opening the sesame ...... all night" Dazao repeated the tone of Hanzhou.

Han Zhou laughed.

The atmosphere between the two was much better, and everyone felt more relaxed.

Dazao went out to work, and Hanzhou took advantage of his absence to change into chestnut clothes and wanted to wash his underwear. The gray robe outside also had to be washed, and that day she was kicked by a donkey, lying on the street, and it was also very dirty, but she was afraid that she would not be able to do it, so she washed her clothes first.

I just soaked the clothes in the basin, and I was still wearing a chestnut crop top, oh, that dress can only be used as a crop top, Xiaohua and her aunt came over, and she came alone.

"My sister is really good-looking!" She playfully looked at the white waist exposed outside Hanzhou and said.

"What did my sister say? It's just that it's not changed, and no one at home is making up first. Han Zhou said as he gave up his seat.

"Hehe, I'm not talking nonsense. Let's get down to business, do you think what I've prepared will work? As he spoke, he spread out a small bag in his hand, there was a small roll of cloth, and a brush, which was the kind used to write small letters, and an inkstone and an inkstone.

"Yes, that's enough. Sister, you sit and talk about what you want to say to him, I'm here to wash out the clothes while listening, I have to take advantage of the time when Brother Zao goes out to do it and change it, don't think I'm slacking. Han Zhou smiled and apologized.

"Oh, where is the slack? I'm bothering you when you're still sick, but I'm not doing well. ”

"Sister said, you're welcome. I had to listen and think before I could decide how to draw. Just say it. ”

"Oh."

Xiaohua and her aunt began to speak. This woman is very expressive, not chattering, and well-organized, which makes people feel comfortable to listen to. She reported her parents' physical condition to her husband, saying that her mother was still coughing, her father was fine, she could eat two bowls of rice at a meal, and Xiao Firefly would help her cook, and she could also wash the pot, she was very sensible and didn't let people worry too much. She just misses him, thinks about working or not, thinks about eating and sleeping, and dreams of him coming back at night. She was afraid that he didn't add clothes because it was cold, and he didn't necessarily bring enough things when he left, and she didn't know if he could drink hot water, so she was very worried.

These contents are similar to what Han Zhou thought, she dried her clothes and asked, "Sister, what's your name?" ”

"When I was in my mother's house, I was called Xiaoju, and later people called me Firefly Niang. When I was at home, Sanniu also called me Xiaoju. "She was a little embarrassed when she said her name. Han Zhou called Sister Xiaoju with a smile.

Han Zhou pulled her into the courtyard, found a stone to sit down, took a firewood stick on the ground, and drew the appearance of a little girl, the little girl had an empty short jacket, and there was a firefly on the short jacket. The little girl held a pot and looked like she was working hard.

Xiao Ju could see it, "This is Xiao Hotaru?" ”

"Sister, do you think this is okay?" Han Zhou asked, she was very sure of herself.

"This can't be done, my pot is very big, and the little firefly can't hold it yet. His dad would have been worried about crushing her. Xiao Ju said with raised eyebrows.

"Ugh!" It's Hanzhou's turn to be embarrassed this time, it seems that creation still has to have a life, the pot in her impression is still a small pot in her own kitchen, and she hasn't adapted to the environment in the past few days.

"That's it, I'll show you one painting after another in the courtyard, and I'll revise the wrong places you see, and I'll definitely satisfy you, okay?" Han Zhou decided to be careful with that piece of cloth and with care of this woman who lived seriously.

"Well, that's great. You draw, I see. Xiao Ju nodded happily, this fairy-like sister could attach so much importance to her, which made her so happy.

"Sister, what's your name, I don't know yet?"

"Ah, I-, you can call me Xiaohan." Han Zhou felt that his name was a bit too unfeminine in this era, so it was better not to be so weird.

"Xiao Han was born, right?"

"Hmm." Hanzhou casually agreed, and painted while agreeing.

There are already a few paintings on the ground, Hanzhou painted very quickly, although it is painted with a firewood stick, but the painting is very smooth and expressive, in Xiao Ju's view, there is a picture of eating, sitting and sitting, always old, small is small. Xiao Ju looked at it, admired and nervous, wanted to say something, but was afraid of disturbing Hanzhou's work, so she still held back and didn't say anything.

Finally, Han Zhou put down the firewood stick and asked, "Sister Xiaoju, do you see if the meaning you want to say is clear?" ”

Xiao Ju didn't speak, she looked at her so embarrassed.

"Heh, Sister Xiaoju, if you have something to say, let's say that this is a draft, and we haven't drawn it on the canvas yet, we can change it."

"That—" Xiao Ju plucked up her courage, "My mother-in-law is very thin, not tall, and her hair is combed in a bun like this," and gestured with her head as she spoke.

"What else?" Hanzhou encouraged her to continue.

"I said that my father-in-law can eat two bowls of rice at a time, and he eats one bowl after eating, and he doesn't change the bowl in between. It's not like this to finish a bowl, put the empty bowl on the ground, and eat a new bowl. ”

"Oh!" Han Zhou patted his head, it seemed that he had thought about the matter of "drawing letters" too simply, and it was indeed too detached from their lives.

"Anything else?"

"I dreamed of him that you didn't draw well, I don't have a dog at home, you drew a dog following him and wagging his tail." Xiao Ju said very seriously.

"Well, that's really a lot of work." Han Zhou was embarrassed.

"What snake to draw? Didn't you talk about snakes? ”

"Oh, no, it's not about snakes. I'll change it and you'll see. As he spoke, he started writing, and he felt that his face was burning.

Brushing brush, the image of an old lady was born, combed a very low bun, wrinkles on her face, beating her chest with one hand, supporting her waist with one hand, it was very difficult to open her mouth, and there was something splashing in the air, and she was coughing at first glance.

"That's right, that's it."

Han Zhou smiled and continued. An old man who was squatting, with a few grains of rice hanging on his beard, and a bowl to eat, seemed to be not full, and wanted to eat a second bowl.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Xiao Ju clapped her hands.

"We'll get rid of that dog, do you think there's anything else to add or subtract?"

"No need, no need, I think Sanniu will understand what I mean." Xiao Ju was very excited, and her face was a little flushed.

"Alright, we'll finalize it." Han Zhou stood up suddenly, suddenly dizzy, and hurriedly held on to what he could catch next to him. stood quietly for a while, scaring Xiaoju on the side enough.

Han Zhou thought to himself, obviously let the donkey kick the ribs, why is his head so dizzy, it doesn't seem to be low blood sugar, right? Is it anemia? It's really impossible to say what is wrong with crossing over, this hand of fate is too random!

"Xiao Han, Xiao Han, do you want to rest for a while?" It's easy to finalize the drawing, but the artist has a problem, how can this work?

"It's okay, Sister Xiaoju, I know I'm fine, but can you come and pick up the painting in the evening, I have a wound on my body, and I can't stand or sit like this continuously. In the evening, you will definitely be done. "With a new body, Han Zhou doesn't imagine that she spent so much effort in the past, she still wants to travel back well, and she can't hang up halfway.

"Hey, good, good. Then I'll go, you see, it's true, you're still sick-" Xiao Ju was even more embarrassed, and her face turned redder.

Han Zhou looked at her with a smile.

Lying on the kang, Han Zhou was pondering the brush in his hand, this thing used to be used, but not much, people's cloth is not easy, don't give the painting a bad one. I went through the sketch again in my heart, and my hand hung in the air to carry the pen back and forth, and after a while, my confidence was enough.

At noon, it was another bowl of noodles, and it was still the same as yesterday's aunt, and there were still a lot of ginger slices. Han Zhou smiled bitterly, Aunt Jiang Pian, I will make a boiled fish to repay you.

Asked the jujube to order the old cloth, the jujube really found a piece, and Hanzhou planned to practice the feel first. After all, it's a creation of different materials!

After resting, I concentrated on creating, and the light in the room was not good, so I had to open the door and wait for the jujube and Xiaoju to come in front and back, and it was already about to be completed. The work went smoothly, and Hanzhou was also very happy.

Da Zao looked down curiously, and Xiao Ju walked to the side very carefully, as if she was afraid of stepping on the egg.

"Huh? Didn't have this when it was finalized in the morning? There was a confused expression on his face, for fear that Sanniu would be wrong.

The picture shows a sturdy cow with a large bouquet of chrysanthemums in its mouth, looking very satisfied.

"Brother Zao, what does this mean, can you understand it?" Hanzhou put down the pen to test him, if this honest man can understand, then Sanniu is no problem.

"Huh? It is a cow that likes to eat chrysanthemums. Jujube replied honestly. After answering, his face suddenly turned red.

Xiao Ju's face turned red when she heard this, and said in her heart, this Xiao Han, ask everything in front of a man, this should be what a woman said in private. I don't know how a young girl is taught at home? Although he complained, he was a little sweet in his heart, and Sanniu knew that I missed him at a glance.

Seeing Xiaoju like this, Hanzhou also knew what the problem was, so he hurriedly took the jujube to boil water, saying that he was thirsty.

Xiao Jule walked away, this was the happiest day these days, and she could imagine what Sanniu looked like when she received the letter. Jujube is boiling water outside, and I like those paintings in my heart, and I think that this girl who is taken in is really capable, and she can tell stories and paint, but she is really bold enough, and she has a cow that loves to eat chrysanthemums. However, the letter was originally for the family to see, and it was for me to make it over, so I can't just go over and embarrass people in the future.

"Brother Jujube." Han Zhou slowly walked out with his waist on his back.

"You say." While boiling water, it should be reconciled.

"If someone asks me to draw again, how about I charge them for the manuscript? Two eggs at a time. Han Zhou said casually.

"What, you're going to take someone's money?" Dajube's eyes widened.

"Well, that's a bit of a bother. I earned eggs for you to eat. You have to eat something good every day when you work. ”

There is another sentence that Han Zhou didn't say, I can't eat you for nothing, not to mention that there are not many eggs, if you really want me to speak, I can ask for more.

"Then how can you ask for money? It's the help between the villagers, who hasn't asked for help yet. "Dazao disagrees very much, this girl is going to leave in the future, and she has to repay for helping such a little favor, how will he be a person in the future?

"Is there anyone on the street who writes letters on behalf of others, and is it written in vain?" Hanzhou also felt that it was a help, but she did want to have some income to subsidize the family, and it didn't feel good to eat white food at all.

"There's really no one on the street who writes on behalf of anyone, and even if there is, you can't take that egg. Think about it, what did everyone say when you picked up this life? "Jujube is a little angry.

"Uh-" Hanzhou was speechless, he really shouldn't have said this, he only ate love noodles at noon, and it was not good to withdraw money at this time.

"I-, I was wrong, Brother Jujube. I just thought I wanted to earn some money for my family. She said sincerely.

"What money do women make? It is enough to raise it well at home, and let the man go out and earn money. "What the jujube said is reasonable.

Han Zhou stopped talking, knowing that this was a truth that could not be explained clearly, and the times were different. remembered that before she crossed over, when she was tired from work, she also wanted Lao Chen to say such a reasonable sentence, but he never said it. Truly people are not satisfied.