On the way back to Fangting County from the provincial capital, Zhang Aijia kept talking about the changes in the expressions of the people around Zhou Xiaochuan as he played the song "Nature" and splashed ink to paint. It can be seen that she is very happy to see Zhou Xiaochuan's limelight and slapping people's faces, not only is her mouth foaming, but also a few laughs erupt from time to time. And this also surprised Zhou Xiaochuan very much. Because in his impression, Zhang Aijia is either the image of an iceberg beauty, or the demeanor of everyone's ladies. Why do you act like a little girl like you do now?

"Perhaps, this is Ai Jia's real surname, right?" Looking at Zhang Aijia, who was laughing and laughing, Zhou Xiaochuan muttered in his heart. At the same time, he also became more and more determined to completely untie the knot in Zhang Aijia's heart.

Zhou Xiaochuan responded to Zhang Aijia who was in a state of excitement while quietly checking his body. However, to his disappointment, this change in mystical energy did not bring any new changes to his body.

"Perhaps, the change of mysterious energy this time is to lay a good foundation for future development and improvement?" After some fruitless inspections, Zhou Xiaochuan could only comfort himself with this reason.

This time, he was really blinded by him!

When Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhang Aijia returned to Fangting County, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening.

When standing in front of their respective doors, Zhang Aijia said sincerely: "Xiaochuan, thank you so much for today's events!" ”

Zhou Xiaochuan replied with a smile: "Do you need to be so polite with me?" Don't forget, we're friends, good friends! ”

"Well, you're right, we're good friends!" Zhang Aijia smiled and nodded in response.

At this time, Zhou Xiaochuan suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, if you take this painting back, it will be regarded as a gift from me to Uncle Zhang." ”

Zhang Aijia was about to speak, but the door in front of her suddenly opened, unexpectedly, she was immediately hit by the door that opened outwards and took two steps back, after a 'ah' sound, while covering her head, she stared at Uncle Zhang who came out of the house with dissatisfaction, and complained: "Grandpa, why did you suddenly open the door?" It hurts so much in my forehead! If I pick up the bag, how can I go out to meet people? ”

Uncle Zhang ignored Zhang Aijia's complaints, rubbed his hands excitedly, and walked quickly to Zhou Xiaochuan: "We are all so familiar, what kind of gift do you give me, isn't it a share?" Then again, how do you know I love calligraphy and painting? Which master's painting are you going to give me this time? Is that the one you have in your hand? As he spoke, he reached out and snatched the landscape painting from Zhou Xiaochuan's hand, and couldn't wait to open it to take a look. Why hasn't this painting been framed yet? Let me see, what is the drawing......"

This series of changes came too quickly, and it wasn't until the painting in his hand was taken away by Uncle Zhang that Zhou Xiaochuan reacted. Dumbfounded, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Dare you keep eavesdropping on me and Ai Jia behind the door?" ”

Uncle Zhang replied without raising his head: "Who has the spare time to eavesdrop on you?" It's clear that the two of you are talking too loudly, okay. ”

Xiaoqing poked her head out from behind the open door and told the informant: "As soon as you returned downstairs, the master's grandfather saw it through the window, and then walked lightly behind the door to eavesdrop." Not only that, but he kept muttering words like 'hug' and 'kiss goodbye' in his mouth...... "I'm afraid Uncle Zhang never thought that there was such a 'little spy' hidden by his side."

"This human is really an old man who is not ashamed!" The old turtle poked his head out of Zhou Xiaochuan's trouser pocket and commented.

"Are you qualified to speak to others?" Shazi snorted and said, "Speaking of old and not ashamed, if you want to call the old turtle the second, it is estimated that no creature dares to call the first, right?" ”

"Awards, awards." The old turtle smiled, but he was not ashamed but proud.

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't take care of the living treasure of sand and old turtle, but snorted at Uncle Zhang and said, "Don't lie!" I don't think I know, you just hid behind the door and eavesdropped! I said, is there a grandfather like you? You're even older than an old naughty boy! ”

"Hey, how do you know I've just been hiding in the doorway and eavesdropping? How do you know that my idol is the old urchin Zhou Botong? Uncle Zhang's answer made Zhou Xiaochuan completely speechless. You say this person, how can he be so thick-skinned? Shaking his head, he didn't bother to talk to Uncle Zhang anymore, walked to Zhang Aijia's side, and asked with concern: "How is Aijia, it's okay, right?" ”

"My forehead seems to be wrapped." There were tears in the corners of Zhang Aijia's eyes, and the bump just now obviously hurt her a lot. At this moment, she covered her forehead with her hand and said anxiously, "How can I go out to meet people." ”

"I'll see." Zhou Xiaochuan took a closer look, and there was really a green bag on Zhang Aijia's forehead. And looking at this momentum, there is a possibility that the green bag will swell and become serious. As a woman, Zhang Aijia naturally loves beauty, so it's no wonder that she is so nervous and anxious. After thinking about it, Zhou Xiaochuan said, "Or, I'll treat you?" ”

"Aren't you a veterinarian?" Zhang Aijia questioned.

Zhou Xiaochuan replied: "It's true that I'm a veterinarian, but that doesn't mean I can't treat people." Besides, weren't you there last time I saved Sun Wenwen? ”

After he reminded her like this, Zhang Aijia really remembered that Zhou Xiaochuan cured Sun Wenwen's rabies with silver needles, and couldn't help but ask: "Do you really have a way to get rid of this green bag on my forehead?" ”

Zhou Xiaochuan couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I can not only make this green bag disappear, but also make people not see that you have a bag on your forehead." As he spoke, he took out the key and opened the door of his house, and led Zhang Aijia in.

"Sit casually." After instructing Zhang Aijia, Zhou Xiaochuan turned out the box of silver needles placed at home, pinched out one to eliminate the poison, and then directly stabbed it into the gradually swollen green bag on Zhang Aijia's forehead. The blood immediately flowed out along the silver needle, and at the same time, the mysterious energy in Zhou Xiaochuan's body separated into wisps and entered the green bag on Zhang Aijia's forehead along the silver needle.

Under the effect of mysterious energy, the green bag on Zhang Aijia's forehead that had just risen quickly disappeared.

When Zhou Xiaochuan picked up the silver needle, Zhang Aijia couldn't wait to take out the small mirror she carried with her from her handbag and took a look, and said excitedly and pleasantly: "I really can't see it at all." Xiaochuan, I didn't expect you to have this ability. If you don't want to be a veterinarian in the future, you can go to be a cosmetologist. With what you just did, many beauticians can't do it. ”

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, and was about to speak, when a person rushed in in a hurry: "Xiao Zhou, where did you get this landscape painting from?" ”

"How's it going, is this painting okay? Can it be in your eyes? It was not Zhou Xiaochuan but Zhang Aijia who asked this, and she looked at her grandfather with a smug face, as if this landscape painting was painted by her.

"It's more than that! It's just a masterpiece! "Uncle Zhang's expression at this moment is as shocked as the expressions of Ou Yanling, Zhao Can and others when they first saw this landscape painting." If you talk about painting skills alone, this painting can be said to be extremely vulgar, and it is simply the work of a layman who does not understand painting skills. But its artistic conception is so far-reaching! Look at this mountain, this rain, this pine, this water, this Weng are all full of artistic conception! Together, that's a poem! A great poem! ”

Hearing Uncle Zhang's praise, Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhang Aijia couldn't help but chuckle.

Uncle Zhang didn't understand what these two were laughing at, and urged repeatedly: "Okay, you two don't laugh either!" Tell me, who painted this landscape painting? ”

Zhang Aijia also stopped selling Guanzi, and said with a smile: "The author of this painting is right in front of you!" ”

"Xiao Zhou?!" Uncle Zhang was stunned, and asked in disbelief: "This painting is Xiao Zhou's work?" ”

"That's right!" Zhang Aijia nodded in response, and then told Uncle Zhang about the causes and consequences of Zhou Xiaochuan's painting.

"That guy named Zhao Can is really not a thing, he is simply insulting the sacred profession of a teacher!" Uncle Zhang was undoubtedly on Zhou Xiaochuan's side, and immediately scolded Zhao Canlai. However, after scolding a few words, he suddenly changed his words: "Although this guy named Zhao Can is not a thing, I also have to thank him......"

Zhang Aijia was puzzled: "Grandpa, you can't be sick, right?" Why are you talking nonsense? Zhao Can is so hateful, you actually said that you want to thank him? ”

"You girl has no conscience, right? Actually cursed your grandfather and I was sick? Uncle Zhang was unhappy, and after humming a few words, he explained the reason: "The reason why I want to thank Zhao Can is because without him coercing, there would be no appearance of this good painting." ”

"It turns out that I thanked Zhao Can because of this, I thought you were really old and confused." Zhang Aijia stuck out her tongue.

"Although your grandfather and I are old, this mentality is still very young!" After glancing at Zhang Aijia, Uncle Zhang couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It is said that girls are extroverted, and this is indeed the case!" Look, this hasn't established a relationship with others, and has already begun to think about others everywhere. Despite this, Uncle Zhang is still very happy. At least Zhang Aijia is not as cold as before.

Looking down at the landscape painting in his hand again, Uncle Zhang nodded with satisfaction: "Well, early tomorrow morning, I'll go find someone to frame this painting and hang it in the living room!" Speaking of this, he raised his head and smiled at Zhou Xiaochuan: "Xiao Zhou, let's exchange this way of calligraphy and painting more in the future." ”

(The weak asked for a monthly pass, kneeling and thanking you!) ）

(To be continued)