Chapter 119: The painting is taken away

Li Sheng furrowed his brows and watched Shen Anan put one of the white stones into his mouth like a fool. He used his hand to block her hand, but he was one step slower after all, and saw that Shen Anan had already put the white stone in his mouth.

Li Sheng stepped forward and pinched her mouth, about to make her spit it out. Because of the force of the pinch, Shen An'an's painful face was deformed.

"Woooooo If you want to get rid of the hands of the Great Demon King, you don't have enough strength.

saw Li Sheng with a look of anger on his face, and said loudly: "Spit it out, why do you stuff everything into your mouth." Do you know if you want to be poisoned? ”

At this time, Shen An'an used the Shen-style struggle method, and Li Sheng pulled out the white stone from her mouth before letting her go.

"Hey, you're a tyrant, I'm just going to taste it, and I won't actually eat it. Besides, this borax stone can be applied externally, and it is not very toxic. "It's slightly cool in the mouth, and the taste is slightly salty, and the color and shape of the crystals are no different from the borax I've seen before.

Shen Anan immediately concluded that this was the borax stone she was looking for. Du Chong also said that he couldn't find it, but he didn't expect that she was accidentally injured today, but it didn't take any effort to get there.

"Uncle Zeng, there are cloth bags on the carriage, no, I want to get these back."

Uncle Zeng probably saw the difference between the young master and Shen An'an, and after glancing at him, he hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, I'll go get it." ”

Li Sheng looked at Shen Anan and asked, "Do you want this?" Do you recognize this white stone? ”

Originally, they called borax stone white stone.

Shen An'an immediately asked, "Do you have many white stones here?" I need a lot of it, the more the better. ”

"Why do you want so much white stone? It's not going to be an addiction. ”

Cut, this person looks at the brain very brightly, why is he so unimaginative.

Hearing the word back, it spit out from Shen An'an's mouth so naturally and casually. Li Sheng's heart suddenly swelled with a strange feeling.

Even at this moment, in his mind, the scene of the two sitting face to face like this many years later, chatting and rushing to his mother's house.

Back to your parents' home?

When he thought of these three words in his mind, the corners of Li Sheng's mouth couldn't help but bend, what a wonderful three words.

"Hmm!" For the first time, Li Sheng didn't refute himself, but hummed in his mouth.

Shen Anan couldn't help but glance at Li Sheng curiously. Unexpectedly, it was this glance that stunned her.

I saw that Li Sheng was against the light, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and there was nothing bad to look at. The eyes that were against the light, but they were as bright as the black stones in the sky, which made Shen An'an's heart suddenly hot.

There are some wrinkles on the clothes, and even the head is a little messy, but this does not affect Shen An'an's appreciation of Li Sheng at all.

With a gentle smile in the decadence, just like the dog's tail grass that was suddenly blown in the afternoon, it suddenly broke into Shen An'an's heart.

The atmosphere between the two eased again, the carriage drove slowly and happily on the road, and although Li Sheng and Shen Anan did not speak, they seemed to communicate a lot in silence.

But after a while, Shen Anan's eyelids couldn't hold on. Originally, she hadn't slept well last night, plus the previous fright plus tossing. Shaken by the smooth carriage, Shen Anan fell asleep so happily.

When Shen Anan woke up, he had an extra man's coat on his body. And this Li Sheng has changed into a sapphire blue dress, and his hair seems to have been rearranged.

The spirit is burning, his face is like a crown of jade, and he is really a beautiful son.

It's a pity that I'm not the beauty who accompanies me.

Shen Anan was a little embarrassed to take Li Sheng's clothes off his body, put them aside, and then stretched out his head to look out the window, only to see that the carriage had slowly driven into Taoyuan Village.

"Ah, I'm almost home." Shen An'an still had a worried look on his face because he had just woken up, and his body couldn't help but tremble when he was blown by the cold wind outside.

Unexpectedly, Li Sheng actually spoke. "It's cold outside, don't stand on the tuyere."

When Shen Anan heard this, he was suddenly a little surprised by Li Sheng's gentleness and thoughtfulness. Why did I wake up this time, I feel a little different.

Did she miss something when she slept?

Shen Anan obediently retracted his head, and An An sat on the carriage separately. The corner of his eye was secretly observing Li Sheng's complexion, only to see that his complexion was normal and there was no abnormal color.

Could it be that she is overthinking?

In fact, Shen Anan's intuition was not wrong, just when she didn't pay attention to it before, something big and small happened. And this matter has something to do with both of them.

Here's how it happened.

Just when the carriage in front of them had an accident, Shen Anan and Li Sheng rolled downhill with their arms all the way. It should have been when Shen Anan rolled downhill, because his body was rolling violently, so the portrait of Li Sheng hidden on his body was lost by her.

Shen Anan didn't know that the paintings on his body were gone.

And the person who picked up this painting was Uncle Zeng. It's a coincidence, because Uncle Zeng promised to go down the hillside to help Shen An install these borax stones, he accidentally found that he fell into the grass, this abrupt piece of paper.

At first, Uncle Zeng didn't know what was written on the paper, but when he opened it, he saw that it was a painting. And the person who painted it was so much like when he was a young master.

Uncle Zeng immediately told Li Sheng about this as if he had discovered a new world.

When Li Sheng saw this piece of paper, why it looked so much like the piece of paper that Shen Anan had hidden before, he immediately understood.

So he quietly detained the painting and instructed Uncle Zeng not to tell anyone.

Uncle Zeng didn't know that Shen An'an could draw at all, so he was very puzzled, who would be the person who painted the portrait of the young master? How could there be such a coincidence, which happened to be picked up by him.

Fortunately, the person who picked up the painting was himself, but what if it was someone else?

Thinking of the young master's face was very serious, and he warned him not to talk nonsense. Uncle Zeng suddenly felt that the situation was serious, so he didn't dare to speak out.

After a long while, just when Shen An'an's neck was about to stretch, the carriage finally stopped.

However, when the carriage stopped, it was a very lively place, and Shen Anan thought at first that Uncle Zeng had parked the carriage in the wrong place, but found that it was at the gate of his yard.

In the past, it was deserted and dilapidated at the gate of the Shen family's small courtyard, but today it seems to be doing a happy event, and I saw that at the gate of the courtyard, there were many people standing in line with cloth bags in their hands.

The cloth bags in the hands of those men were bulging, and they were obviously full of things.

With a smile on his face, Cao Shi almost smiled and bent over. Shen Sanlang was standing aside and weighing, and Shen Anting was keeping accounts. Standing next to Shen Anting turned out to be Zhao Chunhua, who was also here to help today.