"What are you doing, kid?"

Zhang Bixia inserted her hands into her cuffs and stood there looking at Chen Wen, until Chen Wen looked up, she looked at Chen Wen and smiled and bent her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Chen Wen hurriedly stood up and dragged a wooden chair: "Why is my aunt here?" ”

"Come to Aunt Li."

"Then you sit, I'll call grandma."

"Okay." Zhang Bixia returned to Chen Wen, her eyes were on her umbrella, and when Chen Wen entered the inner room, she "tsk" twice and muttered in a low voice: "This is an adopted treasure." ”

can sew clothes, make money, draw, have a well-behaved personality, and look pleasing, when this child grows up, the threshold of this marriage proposal will be broken.

I don't know if it will be cheaper for that guy in the future.

Zhang Bixia shook her head and thought about it, there is really no one in Zhangjiacun who is worthy of this little girl.

Thinking about it, I thought of my youngest son who was still spending money on studying, and suddenly felt that it was not bad to have a girl by my side.

The more she thought about it, the more Zhang Bixia felt that Chen Wen, a little girl, was very good, and it would be even better to be a daughter-in-law and bring it back, but her own son was not worthy of others for the time being, but if her youngest son returned to his hometown and was admitted to Xiucai.

That's just a talented woman, made in heaven.

Suddenly, Zhang Bixia raised her eyebrows and looked at the painting on the umbrella, falling into deep thought.

What did her son say the year before last?

Oh...... If you want to learn painting from your husband, how can you get back to him?

He seems to say that if he wants him to read the book well and then talk to her about this, then she will satisfy him with whatever he wants.

Later, he begged for months, said good things for months, and he didn't agree to come, and now he ......

Zhang Bixia gritted her teeth silently, her eyes firmer. Isn't there a ready-made gentleman now? When she thinks of the future home and the scene of everything going well, she has to laugh out loud.

Thinking of Chen Wen, Chen Wen also came out of the house, Li Suniang came out behind her, yawned sleepily, and asked Zhang Bixia: "What's the matter?" ”

Zhang Bixia put her hand back into her sleeve, touched it, and felt out a bag of seeds: "Don't you want to plant cucumbers in the yard?" The cucumber seeds I found for you have been in my house for a long time, and when I saw them today, I sent them to you. ”

Li Suniang remembered it, patted her head, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory, I almost forgot it." ”

"Thank you so much." She took the seed from Zhang Bixia and asked, "How much money?" ”

"Aunt Li, it's vulgar to talk about money." Zhang Bixia glanced at Li Suniang disapprovingly.

Li Suniang frowned: "That's?" ”

"Oh, how can I charge you money, I thought about it, and I want to ask you for a favor."

She said that you add one after you, Chen Wen, who has been listening to them, knows that she has something to ask for help, not only grandma, but also her.

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Bixia hesitated, pointed to a few umbrellas on the ground, and clicked twice.

Li Suniang frowned puzzled, Chen Wenke understood, she pointed to the umbrella, but if there was anything she needed help with this umbrella, it must be the painting on the umbrella surface.

Chen Wen thought, maybe the aunt wanted a painting.

It's not easy, she will definitely help, and her aunt has helped her a lot.

"The most important thing about this matter is to ask Chen Wen for help."

Chen Wen bowed: "If there is anything wrong with my aunt, just say that I will definitely help if I can." ”

Zhang Bixia seemed quite excited, stepped forward and grabbed Chen Wen's hand, and said with a smile: "My aunt has a younger son named Zhang Gaozheng. ”

Chen Wen nodded.

She had heard her grandmother say that the youngest son of Aunt Bixia was still his.

I heard that this is still studying in the city, he is a little scholar, and Aunt Bixia has been reading books for him for several years, so she will be nominated for his gold list in the future.

Whether it's Xiucai or Jinshi, if you are admitted, your career will be smooth.

You must know that it is not easy to produce a scholar in the village, and this is a good opportunity to glorify the ancestors.

And Chen Wen knows that only knowledge changes fate, and reading can have a good way out, so I heard that Aunt Bixia is just for a child to study, and she admires Aunt Bixia very much.

A peasant woman also knows how important it is to read.

But, what did Aunt Bixia do when she talked about her youngest son at this time?

Chen Wen was full of doubts, but Li Suniang understood it.

She frowned and interrupted what Zhang Bixia wanted to say: "No." ”

Li Suniang's sudden voice made Chen Wen turn his head to look at her suddenly, what can't you do? Grandma knows what Aunt Bixia is going to say?

Zhang Bixia was also anxious, she slapped her palms twice: "Aunt Li, why can't you?" ”

"No, no, no." Li Suniang waved her hand and looked Chen Wen up and down: "Both of them are big children, and they are known...... What about reputation? ”

Not to mention, what Li Suniang was worried about was what Zhang Bixia was thinking about, she walked over and pulled Li Suniang's sleeve and pulled her aside.

The two of them were whispering, and they also glanced at Chen Wen from time to time, and Chen Wen looked out helplessly.

To put it out loud, she seemed to know what they were talking about.

Aunt Bixia pointed to her painting, and when it came to her youngest son, it must be the connection between her painting and his youngest son, and then her grandmother said that it was not good for her reputation to spread it, and Chen Wen understood it completely.

Aunt Bixia is this, want to let herself teach her youngest son to paint?

But grandma is afraid that the two children will stay together for a long time, and they will be seen by people with a heart, and it will not be good for their reputation.

Chen Wen was helpless about this.

In ancient times, men and women were seven years old, and when she went out to play with Zhang Alan before, she also saw the little boy take off half of his body and play in the river. I thought it was this place that didn't ask for it, but it turned out to be not......

If there is any bad reputation, it will be spread a long time ago.

She didn't mind. Aunt Bixia really helped her a lot, she didn't know how to repay her, no, the opportunity to repay came to the door, how could she not agree.

Li Suniang and Zhang Bixia muttered on the side, talking for a long time, among which Li Suniang's expression was rich. At first, he frowned and was shocked, then thought for a while, and finally his expression jumped a lot.

Chen Wen knew that this was Aunt Bixia who persuaded her grandmother properly.

What reason can I use to persuade my grandmother to do so? was able to make her agree, which was something Chen Wen was more surprised about.

Li Suniang walked to Chen Wen's side, didn't speak, and looked at Zhang Bixia with a smile as she spoke.

"Auntie, there is a difficult feeling."

"Auntie, even though I said it, I still said that."

"It's my little son, who said he wanted to learn to paint, but unfortunately I couldn't find a gentleman who specialized in teaching painting, and when I saw your painting today, my aunt suddenly felt that there was no one better than your painting......"

After saying a bunch of words praising Chen Wen, Zhang Bixia continued to get down to business: "Auntie, I just want you to teach us Ah Zheng to learn painting, and it doesn't take long to learn, since Ah Zheng came back from the academy to start learning, it will end before the Chinese New Year, what do you think?" ”

Afraid that Chen Wen would not agree, Zhang Bixia said again: "Don't worry, my aunt will pay this money, and after it's over, let's discuss the matter of this money, how about it?" ”

What Aunt Bixia said was all in Chen Wen's expectations, she was not shocked and glanced at her grandmother. Li Suniang was silent, meaning to hand over the decision to Chen Wen, so Chen Wen turned her head and nodded indifferently under Aunt Bixia's expectant eyes.

Aunt Bixia has persuaded her grandmother properly, if she doesn't agree, she will be persuaded for a while, she doesn't want to listen to any big truth. And she won't say yes either.

She wouldn't mind teaching a half-grown boy anyway.

Isn't it just teaching painting, she's a teacher of Chinese painting, it's not easy.