] to provide you with wonderful reading. Chapter 210: Destroying the Little Flower of the Motherland

Jing Yinmeng was a little nervous, she didn't know how to communicate with Yan Xiaocheng, she would take fruits for a while and snacks for Yan Xiaocheng to eat, and she had no time to rest when she was busy.

Yan Xiaocheng was a little surprised, the passionate and beautiful woman in front of her was similar to the strong woman in the news and the rumored cold business legend in the news, and she was a little skeptical that the person in front of her was not the same person as the rumored person.

"Little orange, you try this, it's all fresh, I just cut it." Jing Yinmeng held a plate of tropical fruits she liked to eat, and looked at Yan Xiaocheng expectantly, not knowing if she would like it.

Yan Xiaocheng looked at the colorful fruits, and took them in his hand with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie." ”

Jing Yinmeng's eyes were a little moist again, and she nodded a little excitedly: "You eat, you eat, what do you like to eat, little orange?" Auntie to do it. ”

She couldn't wait to make up for all the maternal love she owed her for more than ten years on this day, but she couldn't recognize her so quickly.

"I'm good at everything, I'm not a picky eater." Yan Xiaocheng smiled with crooked eyebrows, and her big eyes narrowed into good-looking smiles.

"Well, good." Jing Yinmeng heard her say that she would eat everything, and her heart was inexplicably sour, hating herself for why she left her behind.

She regretted it, if she knew that this would be the case, she should have taken her with her in the first place, no matter how difficult it was.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Yan Xiaocheng didn't know which sentence she said wrong, why she was very sad and sad, and asked cautiously.

"It's okay, you play with Yuanyuan, let's go to the kitchen and cook." Jing Yinmeng hurriedly stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, although her beautiful face was deliberately retouched, she still couldn't hide her haggard and pale.

Yan Xiaocheng looked a little sad when she looked at it, and she asked Chu Yuan in a low voice: "Yuanyuan, is she your relative?" ”

Chu Yuan nodded: "Mother Meng, it's my mother's sister." ”

"Feng Jinyu, do you know?" Yan Xiaocheng's curiosity was together, and he couldn't stop.

"My brother." When Chu Yuan talked about Feng Jinyu, fear obviously flashed in his eyes, and he was quickly hidden again, as if he was afraid that Yan Xiaocheng would find something, and then said: "Brother is very good, last time, last time was an accident." ”

How could Yan Xiaocheng not know that Chu Yuan was helping him exonerate him, just a second-class sand pig with no one in his eyes, the last time he hit someone was obviously intentional, what about a good person, if he is a good person, there will be no bad people in the world.

"Sister Little Orange, can you go and see what I painted? Let's go above. Chu Yuan received the task assigned to her by Jing Yinmeng, and coaxed Xiaocheng to be happy.

In Chu Yuan's small studio, the walls around her are full of graffiti painted by her, childish brushstrokes, but rich in color, which looks full of artistic sense.

There are drawing boards and easels, and there are many pigments on the ground, watercolor, gouache, oil painting, and Chinese painting paints.

Yan Xiaocheng squatted on the ground and fiddled with paint, and looked up with a smile: "Yuanyuan is still a little painter?" It's amazing. ”

"Sister Orange, do you like to draw?" Chu Yuan squatted opposite her like her, holding her chin and looking at her seriously.

Yan Xiaocheng nodded vigorously: "I like it, my favorite is painting." ”

"Is Sister Little Orange going to be a painter in the future?" Chu Yuan dragged her to the balcony, all of which were her masterpieces, all of which were neatly placed in Chu An's painting folders and treasured.

In the kitchen below, Jing Yinmeng and Chu An were cooking.

"Sister, did you ask the Yang family about this matter? He has been a neighbor with the Yan family for so many years, why didn't he tell you, how could he bear it? Chu An hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but ask.

It stands to reason that the Yang family has such a good relationship with Sister Meng, how can he hide it from her for so long and not let her know, the little young master of the Yang family and Xiao Cheng have grown up together since childhood, and Sister Meng has never seen that child less, so why haven't she received any rumors.

"Shh Jing Yinmeng glanced at her nervously, ran to the kitchen door to watch the movement, and heard Yan Xiaocheng and Chu Yuan talking, so she was relieved.

She was afraid that Little Orange would hear their conversation.

"I didn't ask him." Jing Yinmeng knew that if she asked, with Brother Fan's character, she would definitely tell her that she had been avoiding this matter all along.

If it weren't for the physical problem, she wouldn't have thought about going to Xiaocheng, even if she missed her again, what could she do, she was wrong in the first place, she abandoned her.

She hopes that she will live a peaceful and happy life for the rest of her life, and she doesn't want her to come here, live in fear, and her ordinary life is safer and more comfortable than here.

The voices of the two became quieter, Jing Yinmeng lifted the lid of the pot and looked at the pig's trotters stewed inside, smiling lovingly: "I heard that Ah Xing's child said that his little Qingmei likes to eat meat, especially the pig's trotters, braised pork and pork ribs made by Brother Bufan, I called yesterday to ask about the method, I don't know if it's right, whether she will like it." ”

"Definitely do." Seeing her like this, Chu An's heart was slightly sour, and he smiled and agreed.

A small studio on the second floor.

Yan Xiaocheng draws a small animal or a small plant with three or two strokes, lifelike, like magic, and the speed is dizzying.

Chu Yuan's big eyes stared at the paintbrush in her hand blinking, and looked at her excitedly and adoringly: "Sister Xiaocheng is so powerful, Sister Xiaocheng, can you teach me well?" ”

If you talk about drawing skills, especially stick figure comics and the like, Yan Xiaocheng is definitely a master, and she is not embarrassed to brag to other children about her serialized comics, although they are selling very well now, and the number of hits on the website has also broken through the top ten.

In particular, her "National Husband's Cultivation" has been rising, and the manuscript fee is increasing, and the editor said that some film and television companies have come to her to talk about copyright issues, and the website is also considering animation.

But because of various things, she hasn't followed the update for two months, and when she called Xiaojing yesterday, she was still complaining, saying that the fans were crazy when they urged the update.

"Sister Orange, do you like comics?" Chu Yuan's big eyes were shining, looking at her expectantly, and the little appearance of worship was very cute.

"Yes, I like comics the most, I'm going to be a big cartoonist." Yan Xiaocheng finished the last stroke and closed the momentum.

"Bai Shen!" Chu Yuan looked at the figure on the drawing paper and suddenly screamed.

Yan Xiaocheng glanced at it, touched his nose embarrassedly, it was over, he got carried away for a while, and he actually drew Yun Haochen's house, not intentionally.

"Hehe, do you know him?" Yan Xiaocheng pointed to the handsome comic guy and smiled a little embarrassed.

"Yes, yes, Sister Orange, do you like him too? Do you also look at the Demon School Grass? Chu Yuan finally found a like-minded person, and almost pounced on her with excitement.

Yan Xiaocheng smiled dryly, what, can she say that she painted it? I didn't expect to really meet a little fan of my own, but this little fan is a little young, is it possible that today's children are so precocious?

Yan Xiaocheng felt as if she was a little suspicious of destroying the little flowers of the motherland: "Look, I like comics so much, how can I not read them, but is it so famous?" ”

"Of course I have.,I buy every issue of the manker.,Just read Mu Deng's comics.,My favorite isn't her demon school grass.,I like the national husband!" Chu Yuan couldn't stop talking about his favorite comics: "I like Brother Ah Xing the most, so handsome, so gentle, Sister Xiaocheng, he will definitely be with Yanxiao in the end, right!" ”

Yan Xiaocheng hehe, what, she hasn't decided the ending yet, okay? They are all speculating, she can't be good with the nerd, and she can't be good with the devil, and she has never understood why they like the people more than the devil.

"But it hasn't been updated for two months.,Something happened to Sister Muden's family.,It's closed.,It's sad not to see the comics.,I hope she's updated soon.,But I hope she can deal with the things at home first.,It's so tangled!" After Chu Yuan finished speaking, she went to the next door to get a comic for Yan Xiaocheng.

Yan Xiaocheng sat on the ground, with a palette on her left hand, and scratched her head depressedly, should she really start serializing? It's all money, she wants to make a lot of money.

But now that she lives with Yun Haochen, if she lets him know that she makes money by drawing comics, and that she has saved up the manuscript fee as private money, will she be killed?

Yan Xiaocheng thinks that this possibility is very big, Yun Haochen's stingy ghost, seeing that he painted him so badly, he will definitely be unhappy, but he is so hateful, bad and hateful, she hasn't painted him yet!

Then in the people, does she still want to draw Yun Haochen into it? It's tangled, it's tangled.

Chu Yuan walked in with a stack of comic books taller than her head, and put them all beside Yan Xiaocheng: "Sister Xiaocheng, look, these are all these, it would be good if when I could publish a single book, I don't need to buy a manke, it's a lot of trouble, and I don't like other people's comics." ”

Yan Xiaocheng couldn't help but sigh that this child is so simple, Mu Deng, well, she took a bad name, and she hated the trouble when she took the name, so she directly dismantled her name by two words, and the result was her pen name.

Yan Xiaocheng felt that if Yun Haochen saw it, she would be able to guess that the author was her at the first time, and she was so confident.

"How about online reviews now? Have you seen it? Yan Xiaocheng didn't dare to look at it, for fear that some black fans would scold people and say that she was broken.

"Everyone hopes that Sister Mu Deng can come out of the shadows soon, and they are all encouraging her, I don't know if she can see it, is it because the affairs at home have not been dealt with yet." Chu Yuan's voice fell, and he took out the tablet from the small drawer.

Yan Xiaocheng took the tablet and looked at the comments below, basically they were all words of encouragement and concern, and no one scolded or said something bad, and suddenly he was a little moved, and those comments were often hundreds of thousands of words, and there were many people below to help him.

And in the two months since she broke off, she has jumped to the first place on the website's popularity list, which surprised her.

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