"Miss?!" Xiaohuan's eyes widened in fright, and she looked at Mu Xiyao with an incredible gaze.

"Shut up, you!" Mu Xiyao was really speechless. She said impatiently: "It's all because of you!" If you break someone else's porcelain vase, Miss Ben has to pay the bill! Where did you get the courage, you? ”

"Oh," Xiaohuan pursed his mouth aggrievedly, still thinking in his mouth, "It's all that weirdo's fault, why didn't he pay for it?" ”

"I said girl." The shopkeeper really couldn't stand it, "It's obvious that you want to pat someone else on the shoulder secretly, why did it become someone else's fault?" Let's be reasonable. ”

"I..."

"It turns out that you little girl went to provoke someone else!" Mu Xiyao was really angry. She directly threw Xiaohuan aside, "Shopkeeper, this maid Miss Ben doesn't want it!" Look at it and give it a price! ”

The shopkeeper walked around the small ring that was kneeling on the ground and walked around a few times. After looking at it a few times, he shook his head helplessly: "Miss Mu Er, it's not that I belittled the maid in your house... It's just that if you give it to me, I don't dare to ask for it... I'm afraid that one day she will cause some trouble for me, and I will wipe her ass. ”

Hearing these very straightforward words, Mu Xiyao helplessly covered her face with her hands.

Xiaohuan said angrily: "You just wiped your ass!" Uncouth! ”

"If the girl thinks I'm vulgar, don't follow me." The shopkeeper spread his hands, "However, these ten taels of gold must be returned." You see if you pay it back yourself, or call your young lady to pay it back. ”

Must also be returned?

Xiaohuan was dumbfounded.

She turned her head to look at Mu Xiyao, and then at the shopkeeper who was still holding a piece of shard in her hand, her eyes rolled around, and she pulled her legs and ran out of the store. Then he ran back and shouted, "Miss, I'm sorry! You suffer the grievances first, and the slave and maid go and call someone to pay the debt! ”

Mu Xiyao was stunned and watched Xiaohuan walk away.

This... This sells the master?

She looked back at the store and asked suspiciously, "You just let her run away?" ”

The shopkeeper just stood there, completely unmoved. He tiptoed lightly and joked, "If she can really run away, then I don't have to open this shop." ”

"Uh..." Mu Xiyao was silent. She could only stand where she was, waiting for the result.

Soon...

"Let it go! Oh! It's rude to come on! Help me! Robbing a woman from a good family... Bah! A girl from a good family! ”

There was a miserable howl outside the house, and those who didn't know it might think that a pig was going to be killed for the holidays.

Mu Xiyao covered her face, not daring to see what kind of scene it was at all. This girl has lost her face. Is it so shameless?

"Ouch!"

With a cry of pain, Xiaohuan was thrown to the ground by a strong black man, only to feel that his ass was no longer conscious. She scolded, "Big black man!

Do you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade! Ouch... It hurts me, my ass..."

"Have you made enough trouble?" Mu Xiyao screamed hysterically. "You don't want it, I want it!"

"Uh... Enough... That's enough..."Xiao Huan nodded curtly.

Mu Xiyao was speechless. She walked to a place where there was a stool and sat down helplessly.

"Miss Mu Er, the little ones don't care about food here. Therefore, you should hurry up and ask someone to return the ten taels of gold and go back, and I will not accompany you. "The shopkeeper went into the depths of the store. After a while, the smell of food was heard.

Gollum~

Mu Xiyao and Xiaohuan glanced at each other awkwardly, and both sighed helplessly.

"Big black man, aren't you hungry?" Xiaohuan asked the black big charcoal that stood like a pine, "What's your name?" "It's good, that person threw her in, and she was cheeky to ask others.

The big black charcoal didn't say a word, just stared straight at the two of them.

Mu Xiyao only felt that he was staring at her, and quickly turned her head.

Xiaohuan was still chattering there, trying to communicate with Hei Datan.

"Big black man, where are you from?"

"Big black, how old are you?"

"Big black guy, what do you like on weekdays?"

"Big black man, why don't you speak?"

"Big black one..."

"Big black guy!"

Later, Xiaohuan asked a dry mouth, but he didn't see a little effect. On the contrary, I tired myself too much.

At this moment, the shopkeeper came out with a large basin filled with hot, fragrant meals.

"Wow! Rice! It smells so good! Xiaohuan was surprised and pounced directly. But he was squeezed aside by another, faster figure.

"Ouch!" She rubbed her aching arm and quietly ripped open her collar to take a look. Okay! It's all purple and blue!

Xiaohuan came back to her senses, only to find that the person who hit her was the black charcoal who was as strong as a cow.

Mu Xiyao sat aside and pursed her lips. She sighed silently and closed her eyes.

I miss the days when I was with that person... You don't need to worry about money at all. He is like an encyclopedia that knows everything and knows everything, silently attracting himself.

But damn it, why haven't you remembered what he looks like after being in a coma for a while?

In fact... It's not that Mu Xiyao can't remember. She had known only half of Ye Shuqiu's disguised appearance from those who had been in contact with Ye Shuqiu's other identity. But she herself never believed it.

After all, in his dreams, how could such an excellent person only have an ordinary look?

Alas... This damn memory!

She pounded hard

His own head, annoyed. I don't know if he's now... How's it going?

...

"Ahem!" Ye Shuqiu, who was outside the city, coughed in Mo Mingzhong.

He suddenly wanted to paint.

Draw the person who impresses you the most in your mind.

However, there was no pen and ink in these four weeks. However, there are still dead branches and sandy land.

Ye Shuqiu couldn't control his inexplicable emotions more and more, picked up a dead branch, swept aside the fallen leaves on the sand, lifted his sleeves up, and bent down to paint.

He was unhurried, stroke after stroke, portraying the face of the person he missed in his mind.

The soldiers watched quietly, and no one made a noise.

Suddenly, there was a tap on the shoulder.

He was frightened, and turned around to see that it was Meng Huang who was still holding a porcelain vase in his hand. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and said speechlessly: "Old Meng, remember to greet people in the future." Do you know how dangerous it was just now? I almost pulled out my saber and stabbed you. ”

Meng Huang twitched the corners of his mouth, tilted his head in the direction of Ye Shuqiu and asked, "What is Ye Xiang doing?" ”

"I don't know," Yujun shook her head, "It looks like I'm drawing a person." ”

Draw people at this time?

The crowd gathered in a circle and watched quietly.

The sky gradually darkened.

I don't know who picked up some dead branches and leaves and piled them together, and then lit a bonfire.

Everyone did not speak, but quietly left the team and quietly returned to the team. When they returned, they all had an extra piece of dead wood in their hands.

They all tied a coarse cloth to the end of the dead wood and poured some marching wine on it. Then put that end in the fire and light it and take it out.

Line up and light them one after the other.

After a while, everyone had an extra torch in their hands. And Ye Shuqiu is under the reflection of the firelight, and the sand painting is about to be completed.

"Whew—" he sighed softly and walked a little further. I looked at the painting, pondered for a while, and then used dead branches and toes to repair and correct it.

Meng Huang and Youhong watched from the sidelines.

Suddenly, Meng Huang felt that the characters in this painting... Have you seen it somewhere?

"Thank you." Ye Shuqiu bowed slightly to everyone to express his gratitude.

"No, no, no!"

"Ye Xiang is polite!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Meng Huang looked at the face drawn on the ground, and the doubts in his heart were even worse.

"Old Meng, I want to ask you something." Youhong patted him on the shoulder, interrupting Meng Huang's thoughts.

"Say."

"Where did you go today after you went to deliver that box? How did it take so long? Youhong asked.

Meng Huang pointed to the porcelain vase in his hand.

Youhong looked at it for a while, and shook her head helplessly. "Lao Meng, you know that I am a big man, and I don't know the joy of you literati

Good. How much is this porcelain vase worth? ”

"Three taels of gold." Meng Huang stretched out three fingers.

"I can't comment on whether it's expensive or cheap." Youhong touched it for a while, and continued to ask, "You've been in the city for so long, have you seen a few beautiful girls?" Brother, I'm still alone! ”

Meng Huang thought for a while before saying, "Yes." ”

"Really?!" Yuhong's eyes lit up. "Tell me about it! What do the girls in the northern capital look like? Are they all five big and three thick, the eyebrows are very thick, one bite or something? ”

"It's not." Meng Huang shook his head. He continued: "There is one that looks like a leaf painting. As he spoke, he also pointed to the place where Ye Shuqiu was standing.

Youhong was stunned for a moment, and gave Meng Huang a slap on the shoulder: "Don't fool me!" No matter how you look at the person painted by Ye Xiang, he is a small jasper in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River! How could it be the people of the North! ”

"It's true!" Meng Huang was anxious.

Then.

"What are you two arguing about?" Ye Shuqiu heard the quarrel between the two and walked over.

Youhong hurriedly ran over, pointed to the painting painted by Ye Shuqiu and said, "Ye Xiang! You tell him! You are painting a small jasper in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River! It's not the Winter of Northridge's... What? ”

"It's from the Northern Capital." Ye Shuqiu's words directly blocked Youhong's unfinished words.

"I... Uhh

"What's wrong?" Ye Shuqiu frowned and looked at Meng Huang. "Did you meet the man I painted today?"

"Yes." Meng Huang nodded.

"Where did you see that?" Ye Shuqiu's brows furrowed even tighter. Where did he see her? I inexplicably want to paint a picture about her, is it related to what happened to her?

"At the Jinghua porcelain shop." Meng Huang still said it so briefly.

"What happened?" Ye Shuqiu continued to ask.

(End of chapter)

Wonderful!

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