Zhen Mingkuan threw the bow and crossbow in his hand to the ground with an irritable face, just now he used this crossbow to wrap these white phosphorus in a damp cloth far away, and shot into the surroundings of the Laurel Tower, the white phosphorus spontaneously combusted in the air, turning into a ghost fire, and it would not leave any traces, and the sound was also buried in the ground with a water pipe, and through the voice changing software of the mobile phone, the sound was transmitted from one mouth of the water pipe to the other mouth buried in the Begonia Building, causing the sound to be erratic and surrounded in all directions.

I thought that Ju Zhiwei could take a breath for the Zhang family and make her sad, but she didn't think about it but it was self-defeating and made her unhappy, and after four years of marriage, the two of them didn't even blush once, at most, they were in a mood, and it would be okay to coax her, but today they made the two of them depressed because of an inconsequential person.

Seeing Zhang's crying and running out of the door, Zhen immediately regretted it, and wanted to catch up and apologize to her, but his feet didn't obey him, he usually had a hippie smile, and it didn't matter how she admitted her mistakes and apologized and begged for mercy, it was mostly a joke, and when it came time to sincerely apologize and admit his mistakes, he couldn't pull this face.

He was so cranky that he didn't even take off his clothes, he spread out on the bed, thinking about how to make her forgive him tomorrow without losing the dignity of a man, and unconsciously fell asleep.

……

The ghost of Haitang Tower finally stopped making trouble, but Ju Zhiwei was scared and fell seriously ill.

The Zhang family returned to his usual appearance, but he was still indifferent to Zhen Mingku, so that Zhen Mingku had nothing to do.

As usual, he told Xiaoyue Xiaoying some meat jokes from time to time, in the past, Zhang might pretend not to care, pricked up his ears and eavesdropped, Zhen Mingbitter said that it was funny and wilting, she would always laugh and snicker, but now she didn't even have the interest to take a look, it was rare to have a meal together, she didn't say a word, hurriedly took a few bites and put down the bowl, turned around and went upstairs.

Although she was angry with him, she still cooked for him every day and fried so many sumptuous dishes for him, but Zhen Ming was bitter but ate it like a fish in her throat, as if these fragrant meals were her punishment for him.

Counting today, he hadn't entered her room for almost six days, hadn't heard her say a word to him, every time he ate, it was Xiaoyue or Xiaoying who called him, and this time she seemed to be determined to fight a protracted battle with him.

At dinner, the maid came to report, saying that Yan Liben and Zhen Dengshan came to find him, and as soon as the two came in, Zhen Dengshan couldn't wait to say: "Brother Zhen, you must help me this time!" ”

Zhen Mingku was confused when he heard it, and he didn't know how the two of them came together, so he asked them to sit down and say, let Xiaoyue make a pot of tea, and before he could take a sip, Zhen Dengshan hurriedly asked Zhen Mingku to take him to meet someone.

"See whom?" Zhen Ming asked bitterly.

"Brother Yan, if you don't take it out quickly, you won't spoil your painting if you look at it."

Yan Liben reluctantly took out the scroll in his hand, as if it was his treasure, unwilling to let others share it.

Zhen Mingku opened the picture scroll and took a look, and couldn't help laughing, the person on the painting was Miaoyu, who was a blockbuster in the flower fairy competition ring that day, and the painting was the intoxicated appearance when she devoted herself to playing the violin, which was lifelike.

A few days ago, in the ring of the flower fairy competition, Yan Liben, who was a young eunuch of the craftsman, saw Miaoyu playing the violin, and was immediately attracted by her, and the audience only stared at her alone.

Yan Liben only said that she was a show girl in Baihualou, and her specific name was not very clear.

So, Yu Dengshan hurriedly pulled Yan Liben Baihualou to find Zhen Ming.

Zhen Mingkuo glanced back at Yan Liben and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Brother Yan, you have finally found your inspiration, this painting has won the essence of oil painting, and it has both god and form." ”

Yan Liben scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Hehe, thank you Brother Zhen for your magnanimity and patience." ”

He said magnanimity, only Zhen Mingku understood, of course, he meant that he was infatuated with the Zhang family, haha.

Zhen Dengshan interrupted them impatiently: "Brother Zhen, take me to her quickly, I have something urgent." ”

Zhen Ming took a sip of hot tea and asked slowly, "What can be more important than a cup of tea after a meal?" ”

"My teacher's life is at stake!"

……

Miaoyu, who was rehearsing dance music with several show girls in the show girl building, heard Zhen Mingku's visit, threw down the other show girls who were rehearsing together, and hurriedly ran out of the door.

Out of the gate of the Xiunu Building, Miaoyu saw Zhen Mingku standing in the shade of a tree not far away and beckoned to her, and ran over happily and asked, "Zhen Nursing Courtyard, is there something wrong?" ”

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and pointed to the two people beside him: "Girl, let me introduce you, these are my two brothers, this tall and handsome man is called Yu Dengshan, and he writes good words that can't be sold with one hand, and this shorter one is called Yan Liben, who paints a good painting worth a thousand gold, and he painted a portrait of your show girl at the beginning, but unfortunately you fell ill on duty before you painted it." ”

Miaoyu gave ten thousand blessings to the two, looked at Yan Liben, and suddenly said: "It turns out that you are Yan Gongzi, I have seen your paintings in Sister Zhang's room, and you are really good at painting." ”

Yan Liben's face turned red rarely, and he was scared, and he didn't dare to look at her.

Seeing his expression, Zhen Ming didn't know what was going on, smiled and touched him with his elbow, and said, "Don't you have a painting to hand over to Yuyu?" Still stunned. ”

Yan Liben was woken up, hurriedly handed her the painting in his hand, and said, "Miss Miaoyu, this, this is what I painted for you." ”

Miaoyu heard this, and said happily: "Really? Thank you, hehe, it's the first time someone has drawn for me! ”

As he spoke, he opened the scroll and glanced at it, his face showed a hint of surprise, and then he turned into a shy look, secretly glanced at Yan Liben, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Zhen Mingbitter looked at these two people, and suddenly felt that he was a little old, thinking that when he chased Zhang's back then, it took a lot of effort to kiss her little mouth, and he paid the heavy price of being bitten by her lip twice, and marrying her was even more than six generals, and now this Yan Liben, a mere painting conveys the love in his heart, Miaoyu, this little girl has obviously been moved.

On the other hand, Yu Dengshan, who was on the side, was stunned from the time he saw Miaoyu, and asked after a while: "Miss Miaoyu, can you tell me what your parents' names are?" ”

Miaoyu glanced back at Zhen Dengshan when she heard this, obviously she didn't quite understand what Zhen Dengshan meant, she would be reduced to this kind of woman who was a maid in Baihualou, which one did not have a bitter past, and it was not polite to ask about the name of her parents.