At seven o'clock in the evening, the lights are on, and the riverside park is already full of people and lively. A small stall is lined up along the green belt, like a swimming dragon, and the night market stalls are also set up one by one early, and under the shaking signboard lamp, it is already steaming, and the fragrance is overflowing, and there are many people who visit the night market.

Riverside Park is the old landmark of Jiangcheng, said to be a park, but in recent years of municipal construction, the surrounding old wall has long been demolished, and it has become an open public leisure place, which is connected with Jintai City on the opposite side and has become a part of Jintai Square.

Li Xishui has been practicing here for several years and is very familiar with the surrounding vendors. It's not easy to do a small business, and after getting along for a long time, they all know each other and take care of each other. The mother and son greeted them with many familiar faces along the way, and Li Doudou's hands were stuffed with all kinds of gadgets.

Before she got closer, she saw Wei Chengjin standing in her stall with her hands in her pockets, bored, and when she saw their mother and son, her eyes lit up, and she greeted her, and it was natural to want to take over the easel that Li Xishui was carrying, of course, she also pounced on the air as usual, Wei Chengjin didn't care, and followed Li Xishui as usual, picking up stools, placing samples, and installing lamps.

While setting up the easel, Li Xishui peeked at the stall owners on both sides, and sure enough, Amei, who sold clothes, and Xiaoyu, who sold small cosmetics, were glaring at her. Although the dress is already very low-key, Wei Chengjin's own rich temperament still makes the eyes of unmarried young women over the age of 18 and under the age of 30 in the entire riverside park shine and are eager to try. Before, next to Li Xishui's painting stall was Uncle Li who placed antiques and Brother Zhang, who sold old books, since Wei Chengjin appeared, these two stalls have become the most competitive stalls in the riverside park, and in the end, Amei and Xiaoyu won, I heard that Amei also gave Uncle Li two sets of clothes.

However, it is precisely because of the two big traffic households, Amei and Xiaoyu, that her art stall business has improved a lot, and many male and female students like to choose clothes and small cosmetics here, and draw a self-portrait by the way. In this way, Li Xishui doesn't know whether this is a blessing or a curse.

The booth is very simple, with a row of easels facing outwards for Li Xishui's previous works, and an oil easel facing inwards for all her tools. Two chairs, when there are guests, Li Doudou stands, and when there are no guests, Li Doudou sits and lets Li Xishui practice writing.

As soon as Li Xishui set up his stall, a pair of men and women in love came to portraits. Wei Chengjin sat on the stool prepared for him by Amei, and Li Doudou sat on the stool prepared by Xiaoyu for Wei Chengjin, silently watching Li Xishui paint. Li Xishui is very focused when he paints, calm as a lotus. A pair of dark eyes, more dazzling than the stars in the sky. The latter sentence Wei Chengjin said.

"Your mommy is so beautiful when she paints. You see, right now, here, it's just a painting," Wei Chengjin said as he looked at where Li Xishui was sitting. "I'll be quiet now." Wei Chengjin leaned back on the flower bed, squinted his eyes, and adjusted a comfortable posture.

Li Doudou was very disdainful of this, thinking that Wei Chengjin should pay for it.

"You're going to get into the money, Li Doudou, this can't be done." Wei Chengjin was about to rub Li Doudou's soft hair when he came up, but Li Doudou avoided it in disgust. Wei Chengjin took advantage of the situation and took a piece of handmade marshmallow from his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, looking happy.

"You love money so much, I thought you were going to encourage me to chase your mother."

Li Doudou scoffed, looking at him like an idiot.