Song Xiaomian said slyly, she is so slammed, and the herbs did not fall from the sky, if she never collects money, how can she be worthy of her heart.

"Okay, no problem, you should have taken the money." Ning Haoran replied disapprerovingly, he felt that he wanted to collect money.

"Sister, I want to drink, but I don't have the money." Song Cuiling looked at her timidly, as if she was very afraid.

"If you don't have money, you can find a way to earn it with your own labor, do you want to sit back and enjoy it for the rest of your life?" Song Xiaomian said disdainfully, and kept pushing her to the end to see if she could be diligent.

"I'm so young, others won't ask me to help with the work, and even if I do, I'm afraid they won't want to give me money." Song Cuiling has always used her young age and short weakness to win sympathy.

"Huh." Song Xiaomian let out a strange laugh, Song Cuiling is too good at pretending, she is not much older than her, she is not capable, she really thinks she is Miss Qianjin?

Song Cuiling felt furious when she heard this, her sister became too terrible, she always stared at herself with those strange eyes, she seemed to have been seen through, and those bad intentions before would no longer dare to use it.

"Cuiling, if you are willing to stay in the house to help clean, you will be defenseless until you find a new place to stay." Zhou Bin was in a good mood, so he said in a low voice, not wanting others to look at him despicable.

"Really? Thank you, Brother Zhou! "Song Cuiling didn't expect a turnaround!

"Call brother-in-law." Song Xiaomian deliberately said provocatively, looking at Shen Luofan, she will be from Brother Zhou's side in the future, if he can't get along with her anymore, she will let Brother Zhou beat him.

Shen Luofan suddenly looked at her, and her bright eyes were fixed on him for a long time, without the slightest hint of fear.

"Brother-in-law? Brother-in-law! Song Cuiling has never been so obedient as she is at this moment, and she began to call happily! Yes, as long as my sister marries Brother Zhou, she will no longer compete with herself for Ning Gongzi!

"You don't have to eat?" Shen Luofan's words were said to Zhou Bin and them, and there was only Song Xiaomian in his eyes.

Zhou Bin was immediately silent, and he didn't dare to speak again, provoking the taboo of the master, he was only afraid of being punished.

Ning Haoran blurted out: "My cousin used to be like Brother Shen, and he didn't like others to talk when he was eating. ”

When Song Xiaomian heard this, a pair of beautiful eyes emitted a fine light, and she was already sure that Shen Luofan was the person Ning Haoran was looking for, but it was a pity that Ning Haoran was too careless to detect it.

"Ning Gongzi, who is your cousin?" Song Cuiling didn't know about him, so she wanted to know more.

"Yes, you can draw a portrait of your cousin, and when I go out to sell something, I can ask passers-by if they have seen it."

Song Xiaomian followed and coaxed, his eyes were also looking at Shen Luofan, wanting to see the flaws on his face, but the hateful thing was that his face did not change, and he didn't hold the handle for her.

"My cousin looks like a jade tree, he has a lively and cheerful personality, and he is the gentlest of all the people I know, but it has been five years, and he has changed so much that I am afraid that no one will recognize him even if he paints it." After Ning Haoran finished speaking, his face was decadent.

At the mention of his cousin, he was even more sad in his heart.

There is no hurdle that can't be passed, and my cousin really can't get over this hurdle, stuck in the hearts of their family.

"There won't be much change, no matter how much a person changes, his silhouette won't change much." Song Xiaomian said, his eyes revealing an excited look.

Shen Luofan ignored their foolishness, Ning Haoran's painting skills he knew very well, although he could paint, but he couldn't paint much expressively, even if he always remembered his appearance back then, as long as he changed slightly, he was afraid that the painting would be even more different.

"Yes, you can draw." Song Cuiling also shouted, wanting to see what kind of handsome son there is, who can be better than Ning Haoran?

"Brother Zhou, do you have pen and ink in your house?" Ning Haoran saw that they were so curious, so he thought it might as well draw a picture.

Zhou Bin is embarrassed, isn't this tantamount to betraying his master?

It can be seen that the master did not speak, so he thought that he had acquiesced, and said softly: "Yes." ”

"After dinner, I'll go draw one."

"Brother Ning, do you want to paint it yourself?" Song Xiaomian didn't expect him to paint it for real.

"I'm just afraid that I won't be able to draw well, but if there is an artist, I can ask someone to write according to my drawing."

"Don't you have to pay for an artist?" Song Xiaomian seduced him step by step.

Ning Haoran nodded, asking someone to help with things, naturally he had to pay.

"Please ask me to help you draw, you are satisfied! All I need is three pennies! Song Xiaomian opened her mouth widely, she was seamless, and she wanted to make money when she had the opportunity.

"You know how to draw?" Not only Ning Haoran, but others also asked in unison, as if they wanted to study the truth of her words.

"Of course, I'll draw until you're satisfied!"

"In that case, Miss Song, the paper you painted was from Brother Zhou's family, should you pay for the paper you painted?"

Shen Luofan opened his mouth, but he was surprised! Is he going to work against Song Xiaomian?

"Yes, three pieces of paper for a penny." Song Xiaomian is also surprisingly generous, just thinking about making money smoothly, and not talking to him, which will hinder her from making money for a while.

"Brother Zhou, you remember to ask her for money." Shen Luofan looked at Zhou Bin sideways, and this was also said to Song Xiaomian.

They agreed on this, and after eating, they went to the study together, Zhou Bin was grinding ink for Song Xiaomian on the side, she held the sharp and thin capillary in her hand, waiting for Ning Haoran to tell.

The cousin is gentle and elegant, a rare beautiful son in the world, he will always have a smile on his face, as if the big things have nothing to do with him, he is optimistic, positive, polite to everyone, and most importantly, he is tall but not strong, giving people a feeling of Sven.

He often wears a white robe, his long hair is tied back at the back of his head, and a blue ribbon is tied, and when he encounters a problem, he opens the fan in his hand and looks into the distance with his eyes very calmly.

His eyes were clear and open, free of impurities, his eyebrows were wide, his eyebrows were thick, his nose was sharp, and his lips were thick......

In Ning Haoran's words, his cousin is simply the most beautiful man in the world, just listening, he is already hearing.

Song Xiaomian's pen gently and softly sketched on the paper, slowly drawing what he heard from Ning Haoran, combined with the perfect man's shadow in his mind.

After half a pillar of incense, she can be regarded as finished!

She straightened up, tired.

Ning Haoran and Shen Luofan both stepped forward, and when they saw the beautiful man on the paper spread on the table, even his own figure couldn't help blushing.

Such a lifelike, graceful man, both sunny and a little shy, is it really what Ning Haoran said just now? I'm afraid it's more than that!

"Sister, when will you be able to draw?"

Song Cuiling screamed, her sister has hidden too many secrets, could it be that she hasn't known her well enough all along, so she has missed many of her abilities?

"Brother Ning, can you be satisfied with this painting?" Song Xiaomian ignored Song Cuihong and looked at Ning Haoran, the one who paid the money.

"Satisfied, very satisfied, this is my cousin, if he sees it, he will definitely feel very expressive! Three cents, I'll pay you five cents, can you draw another one? Ning Haoran was extremely excited, although there was also a portrait of his cousin at home, he felt that Song Xiaomian painted better!

"Deal!"

Can't you make money if you have money? That's a fool, Song Xiaomian immediately agreed, her eyes turned to Shen Luofan, in fact, his current charm is very similar to the beautiful man in his painting, if he hadn't smeared a layer of dust on his forehead, he would have been able to recognize it by comparison. also blamed Ning Haoran, who kept saying that he wanted to find his cousin, and how much he missed his cousin.

He couldn't compare the man in front of him.

Although the man in her painting is less resolute than Shen Luofan, and even less manly, it is like a seal.

When she was painting just now, she was painting in the shape of Shen Luofan, but Ning Haoran thought it was similar.

There is no doubt that he is the cousin that Ning Haoran is looking for, and he will never need other evidence to prove it.

It's just that why did he die and refused to admit it?

Ning Haoran is behind the gate, and Shen Luofan is afraid that it will also be a very terrifying background.

Zhou Bo walked outside the courtyard, he was just shocked, Song Xiaomian can paint?

When he saw that it was exactly what he looked like five years ago on the paper, he felt a sour nose, and turned his back to tears.

"Uncle Zhou, I have something I want to ask you."

Song Cuiling saw that no one paid attention to her, walked out of the yard, and saw Zhou Bo with his back on his back, she quietly turned sideways to observe, and saw that he was crying, she felt strange, so she wanted to ask some clues from him.

When Uncle Zhou heard her voice, he didn't look back and walked outside.

"Uncle Zhou, you wait for me, I really have something." Song Cuiling saw that she was so neglected, and her heart was even more lost.

"I don't have much to say to you." Zhou Bo didn't even want to listen to her questions.

"I, I just wanted to ask you, is the day of Brother Zhou and my sister really going to be set?" Song Cuiling still thinks about her own interests.

"Hmm." Zhou Bo stopped suddenly, thinking that Song Xiaomian was also such an excellent girl, he was down-to-earth, she married her son, it was really a good decision, the master knew the chivalrous girl, and let the Zhou family find a talented girl.

"Can you beg Brother Zhou for me to continue to live in the Zhou Mansion?"

"There is nothing that can be done."

After Uncle Zhou finished speaking, he walked fast, Song Cuiling tried to chase after him, who expected Uncle Zhou to disappear in a blink of an eye, she was dumbfounded, he was still there just now, Uncle Zhou, will he be invisible?

Song Xiaomian accepted Ning Haoran's money, and the painting came to an end.

She took the money and left happily, wanting to enter the space to have a look, just a few herbs, and the market will be ready to open tomorrow.

And Uncle Zhou went and returned, and told Shen Luofan about Song Xiaomian's plan to set up a file, and asked him to come up with an idea.

Shen Luofan asked him to leave it alone, Song Xiaomian was as stubborn as a cow, let her touch the nail first, otherwise she would not be convinced.