"Come here, give me a thump on the back. Vertex is the fastest update," Xiong Chao said, flattening the cloth on the table.

Shi Yiguang was holding the hand of gold for a moment, then stood up, walked behind Xiong Chao without hesitation, and pinched his shoulder for him.

Xiong Chao lifted the pen, dipped it in the grinding, and began to draw.

He painted, holding the brush for a moment, turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang, frowned and scolded: "Are you a woman, such a light force!" The point is not good! ”

Shi Yiguang looked at him, rolled his eyes, and increased the strength in his hand.

A soft howl sounded: "Gently ......"

"Childe, is it light or heavy?" Shi Yiguang knelt behind Xiong Chao and asked impatiently.

"It's not light, it's not heavy, you just look at it." Xiong Chao said angrily, picked up the pen and continued to draw.

Shi Yiguang knelt behind Xiong Chao and pressed him up lightly and heavily, Xiong Chao leaned over and painted the painting on the cloth seriously.

There were only Shi Yiguang and Xiong Chao in the study, and the little guy guarding the door outside the house sat quietly. For a while, the surroundings were quiet and peaceful. The golden cinnamon outside the courtyard is full of yellow branches, and the dark fragrance lingers.

If you don't look at the picture drawn on the cloth of Xiong Chao, everything is beautiful and quiet.

After a long time, Xiong Chao put down the pen, looked at the cloth on the bookcase with satisfaction, and nodded. Then I picked it up and blew on the undried mill. turned around, looked at Shi Yiguang, and said with a smile: "How is the painting, it's not bad." ”

Shi Yiguang raised his eyes and swept the paintings on the cloth.

The woman in the painting is asleep on her side, tall and plump. The beautiful carcass/body is half-covered and half-hidden, and the green silk is spread aside.

Shi Yiguang rolled his eyes, turned his head to look at Gu Zi admiring the painting of Xiong Chao, and said, "You were born with your father, do you know that you paint women's carcass/bodies in the house every day?" ”

Xiong Chao smiled on his face, then turned his head and rolled his eyes at Shi Yiguang: "Naturally I don't know." As he spoke, he stopped again, turned his head to stare at her, and threatened viciously: "If you dare to tell others, I will skin you!" ”

Shi Yiguang stopped the hand that was pinching his shoulder, looked at him, and said disdainfully: "Have you always pretended to be like this in front of outsiders?" ”

"You're not yet?" Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang and said with disgust: "Wasn't it that you pretended to be dumb and humble in the past?" ”

A humble person would not dare to stretch out his hand to his master to ask for money without blushing. It's rare to see people who ask for money like this and look indifferent and fearless.

Xiong Chao turned his head, his eyes fell on Shi Yiguang's body, a little puzzled, and a little curious.

How can a person be so small, how can he be fat like this?

Thinking of this, Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang, and suddenly raised his big hand, put it on Shi Yiguang's shoulder, wrapped her into his arms, and grinned: "In this way, the two of us are the same kind of people!" Why don't we be buddies? ”

Shi Yiguang frowned and broke free from Xiong Chao's body: "Speak well, don't move your hands and feet." ”

"And!" Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang with disgust and sneered: "You are not a woman, I will do something to you?" Think beautifully! ”

Xiong Chao said, turned his head, looked at the cloth on the table, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he pulled the cloth aside and hung it up. picked up the bamboo scroll next to him from the bookcase, and said casually: "Come on, little mute, give a lecture to my brother." ”

Shi Yiguang looked at Xiong Chao's head tied with silver silk cloth, rolled his eyes, then got up, walked to the bookcase, picked up the bamboo scroll and began to speak.

People are annoyed, but the money still has to be earned.

After a day's class, at noon, Shi Yiguang got up and left home.

Shi Yiguang went home and hid the gold in a wooden coffin in the box. After feeding the dogs, sweeping the shit, holding a few books, wrapping them in a mat, he went to the door of Chen Yin's house.

Autumn is neither hot nor cold, the sun is occasional, and under the willow tree outside Chen Yin's yard, it is not hot.

Shi Yiguang put the mat under the willow tree outside Chen Yin's house, and the person lay down.

took out the "Words of the World" that Mr. Sun kept for her, and looked at it beautifully.

The little boy guarding the door saw Shi Yiguang lying on the mat leisurely and falling asleep, and said loudly on the other side of the fence: "Why are you here again!" ”

Shi Yiguang leaned against the willow tree, looked at the bamboo scroll in his hand, and said, "If Mr. doesn't accept me as an apprentice for a day, I will come here every day." ”

The little boy sighed, his whole body softened, and he patiently persuaded with a bitter face: "Little sir, you can go." Sir, you don't know this person, he has a tough temperament! If she says no, she will definitely not accept you as a disciple! ”

Shi Yiguang looked at the bamboo scroll in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the child, coughed, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "That gentleman probably doesn't know, I'm a person with a stronger temperament." ”

In the house, Chen Yin, who was walking towards the backyard with a bow and arrow, paused, turned his head and glanced at the door of the house.

Then there was the sound of footsteps.

"Sir, that Bingwen child is here again!" The child guarding the door walked into the house and said bitterly.

"Leave her alone." Chen Yin wrapped the ribbon on his arm and said, "Just let her be there in the wind and sun." With that, he walked towards the small school field outside the house.

The boy guarding the door walked to the jujube tree in the courtyard and sat down, glanced at Shi Yiguang, then turned around, picked up the jujube, and ignored her anymore.

No one bothered him, so Shi Yiguang sat under the willow tree and began to read the book seriously, instead of getting up and moving his body.

After Shen, the autumn breeze swept away, but it was very cool.

Shi Yiguang can't compare to those powerful women, he doesn't have the speed of ten lines at a glance, and he doesn't have the ability to never forget. But she has a habit of endorsing. So I often read a book, and I will read it back and forth many times until it is ripe.

There is also no consciousness that the sages said, "If you don't seek to understand, whenever you have a mind, you will happily forget to eat". For her, a book that she doesn't understand much, or a book that she forgets after reading it, is equivalent to not reading it.

She has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she reads books like this, preferring not to read them.

Holding a book, I flipped it back and forth many times, looking at it over and over again.

When I was tired and sleepy, I took a nap, lay on the straw mat, looked at the gaps in the willow branches, and looked at the light blue sky. The sun has gone westward. The clouds are thousands of miles in the west.

"Gollum ......".

Shi Yiguang's brows furrowed, one hand pillowed behind his head, and the other hand touched his 'cooing' belly.

She sat up straight, looked at the steamed bun carrying the burden not far away, and the old man sitting behind the burden shook the straw fan in his hand again and again, looked at the pedestrians, and shouted from time to time.

Shi Yiguang reached out and took out the bag in his arms and waist. His brow furrowed a little deeper.

Just one or two pieces of gold, not to mention putting it at home, even if you bring it, you won't need it.

No money......

Shi Yiguang forced himself to turn his head, his gaze swept around, and finally landed on the pear trees of a household across the courtyard. She curled the corners of her mouth, smiled gloomily, put the bamboo rolls on the mat, and tiptoed to the opposite side of the house wall.