At 10 o'clock, Jiang Hongdou limped downstairs. I saw Jiang Li staring at Fu Xuanyun on the sofa.

"Baishan, why are you here so early?" Jiang Hongdou asked with a yawn.

Fu Xuanyun heard Jiang Hongdou's voice before he looked at Jiang Hongdou. "White Mountain?" Asked in a rare puzzle.

"It's you, I checked the dictionary, and your name is the meaning of Baishan." Jiang Hongdou jumped to the sofa next to Fu Xuanqian and sat down.

Fu Xuantuo smiled rarely, stood up and took the medicine box, ready to give Jiang Hongdou medicine.

Jiang Li looked at Fu Xuanyun in front of him half-squatting on the ground to give medicine to Jiang Hongdou who was sitting on the sofa, and his lungs were about to explode. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, thinking about the lonely man and widow, he sat on the sofa again, staring at Fu Xuan's eyes even more fiercely.

"Brother, why are you doing this expression?" Jiang Hongdou looked at Jiang Li's angry appearance and asked.

"Fu Xuan, can you hurry up, let's leave quickly." Jiang Li said to Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuantuo still cleaned and medicated the wound slowly and methodically, as if he hadn't heard his words.

Jiang Li hated Fu Xuanqian even more when he saw that Fu Xuan's speed had not improved, but he couldn't say anything more.

Jiang Hongdou didn't notice Xiao Jiujiu in Jiang Li's heart, but just looked at Bai Shan's serious appearance, so handsome and handsome, and made up his mind that he must be very good to Bai Shan in the future.

Fu Xuan touched Jiang Hongdou's head after taking the medicine, and was stunned for a moment, it turned out that her hair was so soft.

It took a while to turn around and pick up the medicine kit and say, "I'm leaving." ”

"Goodbye, White Mountain." Jiang Hongdou waved at him.

Jiang Li saw that Fu Xuanqian had finally taken good medicine and was about to drive people away, when he saw Fu Xuantuo touching his sister's head.

"If you don't come tomorrow, I'll give Doudou medicine." Jiang Li said to Fu Xuan.

"Your skills aren't as good as mine." Fu Xuan said without looking back.

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Hongdou rolled on the sofa laughing while holding his belly.

"Laugh what a laugh!" Jiang Li pulled the ginger red bean up.

"Brother, you are looked down upon." Jiang Hongdou smiled as he turned back to his room.

Back in the room, Jiang Hongdou immediately took out the sketch paper and drew on the paper the appearance of Fu Xuan's medicine on himself just now.

Although Jiang Hongdou's painting skills are very good, this time she painted for a long time, because she wanted to paint Baishan very good-looking, as good as he himself.

"It's finally done." Jiang Hongdou put down the brush contentedly and waxed the sketch to prevent it from fading. After talking about the waxed paintings, they were put on the table to dry, and then they went out of the room to find Jiang's mother.

As soon as Jiang Hongdou left with his front foot, Jiang Li sneaked into Jiang Hongdou's room and saw the painting on the table. My sister has never painted a portrait of herself, but she actually painted Fu Xuan, and was about to tear it off, but changed her mind again.

Jiang Li picked up the painting on the table and walked out. I ran to the backyard under the tree and dug up the soil, threw the painting in, and was about to bury the soil back in its place.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Jiang Hongdou's voice came from behind.

Jiang Li was so frightened that he sped up his movements and said, "It's nothing, see an earthworm and send it home." ”

"Oh." Jiang Hongdou didn't care, turned around and went to the kitchen. Just now, Jiang's mother was hungry and asked Jiang Hongdou to get something to fill her stomach, and she was busy with the new paintings in the exhibition and didn't eat.

Although Jiang Hongdou is young, he often gives Jiang Hongdou some advice, so Jiang Mu has to discuss the theme with Jiang Hongdou every time she holds an art exhibition, and this is the case today. Jiang Li doesn't like to draw, he likes legal things, and his ideal is to be a lawyer.

Jiang Hongdou spent an afternoon painting with Jiang's mother in Jiang's mother's studio. When I returned to my room at night, I found that the painting on the table was missing.

Jiang Hongdou panicked and searched the entire room, but did not find a painting.

Jiang Hongdou didn't care about the knee injury, ran downstairs and asked Jiang's father and Jiang's mother: "Dad, Mom, have you seen the portrait I put in the room?" ”

"No, I've been in my studio all afternoon." Father Jiang replied.

"Haven't I been with you all the time, don't worry, let's look for it together." Jiang Mu said.

Jiang Hongdou ran upstairs again and knocked on Jiang Li's door: "Brother, have you seen my painting?" ”

Jiang Li was lying on the bed pretending to be deaf, and when he heard his sister's anxious tone, he still went to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Hongdou's red eyes, Jiang Li began to regret it, and said, "Throw it away." ”

"Jiang Li, you're too much. How can you do that, that's what I drew with great difficulty. Jiang Hongdou cried.

When Jiang Li heard Jiang Hongdou call his name, he knew that Jiang Hongdou was so angry that he didn't even want to call his brother. Jiang Li was about to comfort Jiang Hongdou, Jiang Hongdou broke away from Jiang Li's hand, turned around and ran downstairs, and ran straight to the yard.

Jiang Hongdou squatted in the place where Jiang Li was buried in the afternoon, and directly picked up the soil with his hands.

Jiang Li ran down after Jiang Hongdou, and saw Jiang Hongdou digging soil with his bare hands. At that moment, Jiang Li regretted hiding the painting, and he dug up the soil together.

"I knew it was here, and you weren't right in the afternoon." Jiang Hongdou said while crying, and wiped his tears with his soiled hands, and his face was covered with dirt ash.

"I'm sorry, Doudou, there's no next time." Jiang Li couldn't feel guilty.

Finally, the painting was re-unearthed, but it was dirty, and Jiang Hongdou was about to go back to the room with the painting. was hugged by Jiang Li, "Doudou, I'm really sorry, my brother won't be next time, can you forgive my brother?" You see you're crying like a little cat. ”

Jiang Hongdou still nodded, Jiang Li looked at Jiang Hongdou and went back to the room and sighed, this is probably the one thing Jiang Li regrets doing the most in his life.

Jiang Hongdou returned to the room and wiped the painting again and again, but he still couldn't wipe the painting completely. She hugged the painting, lay on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze.

Jiang Li pushed open Jiang Hongdou's door and saw Jiang Hongdou asleep. He walked to Jiang Hongdou's bed, covered the quilt, and then turned to leave.

Jiang Li just closed the door of Jiang Hongdou's room, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang's father and Jiang's mother standing in the corridor looking at him.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I made Doudou sad." Jiang Li lowered his head and said.

Jiang's father patted Jiang Li's shoulder and said, "You sister, your sister will marry sooner or later." ”

"Okay, you're not a daughter slave yourself, Ah leave you and go to rest." After speaking, Jiang's mother pulled Jiang's father back to the room.