"Miss, my uncle will come back tomorrow." In Haozhou City, Hanzhang happily told Ma Changchu the news he had inquired about.

Ma Changchu nodded, "A few days ago, the eldest brother said that he would go to Daozhou to replace him, and the day should come tomorrow." ”

With a look of course, Hanzhang looked at it, blinked and said, "Miss, do you want to prepare, let's go out of the city to pick up my uncle together." ”

The movements of the painting paused with Hanzhang's words, and Ma Changchu said: "Why? ”

"Uncle has been in Daozhou for two months, doesn't Miss want to see Uncle sooner?" Hanzhang worked hard for a long time to come up with this reason.

Ma Changchu glanced at her, "What do you think?" ”

didn't answer but asked rhetorically, and the question made Hanzhang's scalp hairy for a while. Hanzhang speaks smartly on weekdays, but unfortunately a pair of horses and Changchu are useless heroes, "Miss, you and your uncle have already married, and the relationship between husband and wife always has to come and go, my uncle likes Miss now, and I think Miss is good everywhere." But the young lady is blindly cold, and in the long run, I am afraid that my uncle's heart will be cold. ”

"Once a man's heart is cold, it is not easy to cover it again." Hanzhang looked at Ma Changchu for a while before continuing.

Ma Changchu is still depicting paintings, covered with paper all over the place, all kinds of landscape paintings, Ma Changchu seems to be painting as he likes, so that his skills can be more proficient.

"Do you think I care if his heart is cold or hot?" Ma Changchu asked Han Zhang for a while, and Han Zhang raised his head sharply to look at Ma Changchu, unable to digest Ma Changchu's words for a while.

"I don't have any heart for him, and I would be happier if he liked me a little less. Hot or cold, I just have to do my part. Am I married to him, and I do what a wife should do, can't I? Ma Changchu asked rhetorically, Hanzhang couldn't answer, maybe for many men, he would want to marry a generous woman back, the wife at home is on the side, and the woman outside is raised.

However, Zhu Chongba only has Ma Changchu in his heart, and he may not want a generous wife.

"Hanzhang, you are my person, you should understand my heart, instead of letting me follow Zhu Chongba's heart everywhere." Ma Changchu suddenly muttered, calling Hanzhang a spirit, "Miss! ”

"You're a girl from everyone, I thought you should know my heart better. Am I having a bad time like this now? Then he glanced at Hanzhang.

"If you have to be contaminated with love, how much can a woman who treats a man with her heart be cherished by a man? Infatuated woman negative man, have you heard less such stories? Ma Changchu said as he painted, and at the same time finished the painting in his hand with a pen, little by little, the painting that originally seemed to be irrelevant was integrated.

"Miss, Hanzhang is a magic obstacle." Ma Changchu said that there was something Hanzhang didn't understand.

People like Ma Changchu are really smart people. She can't choose to marry, and if she marries, can't she control her heart, and she has to live for a man and die for him?

"You are a smart man, I asked you a few years ago, what kind of person do you want to marry, I remember you told me at the beginning that you did not want to marry, but were willing to stay by my side and serve me for the rest of your life. I can understand your mind, so I haven't forced you all this time, and I thought you would understand me. Ma Changchu did not hide his understanding of Hanzhang, but he was also disappointed that Hanzhang did not understand her as well as her.

"Miss, the slave just thinks that my uncle really loves Miss, so I will ......" Hanzhang explained, Ma Changchu said: "I have also told you this sentence, I don't doubt the sincerity at this time, but do you know that he knows very little about me, and he likes it, just like looking at flowers in the fog and looking at the moon in the water, he has been begging, and finally got it, the love is true, how long can it last?" ”

Ma Changchu can see it thoroughly, Zhu Chongba doesn't know much about her, she likes it like that, but because of this face, if you only look at the face, it will be very long?

Shaking his head, Ma Changchu didn't believe that such a liking could last long.

She was grateful for everything Zhu Chongba had done for her, but she couldn't be a moth to a fire when Zhu Chongba didn't really understand her heart.

"But, in addition to not loving him, I will do my duty for my wife, you are older, you have to teach Bao'er and the three of them well, let them do what they should do, that is your uncle, you must respect him as me." Ma Changchu's reason is called Hanzhang's sincere admiration. If you do what your wife is responsible for, you will not be truthful and give authority to others.

Han Zhang should say: "Don't worry, the slave will be." ”

"Stand down." The explanation has been explained, Ma Changchu put down the pen, and her painting is finished.

Slowly take out the painting and dry it by the wind.

Jinniang, who had been guarding outside and heard her and Hanzhang's words clearly, looked at Ma Changchu with complicated eyes.

If she could have been as rational as Ma Changchu at the beginning, maybe she wouldn't be in the same situation as she is today. Women always hope to get undying love, and when men like a woman, they will be willing to give their lives for her.

However, that kind of emotion is so hot that it can turn a woman, and when he fades, it will also catch a woman off guard.

"Jin Niang, how about you come to see my painting?" Ma Changchu could feel the change in his skills for the paintings he had drawn, and he rarely showed a smile and called Jin Niang in. Hanzhang also withdrew here.

Jin Niang, who had just lost her mind and thought of herself, heard it and walked in, and helped Ma Changchu open the painting, this is a picture of mountains and forests, and the scene painted in it is very familiar to Jin Niang, "Isn't this the mountain where Jingchu lived in seclusion?" ”

"Yes, and the gentleman's hut." Ma Changchu pointed to the looming thatched hut on the mountain, the mountain shrouded in fog looked mysterious, and the thatched hut in the mountain could not be found if you didn't look closely at it.

Jin Niang smiled slightly, "I don't think Miss paints people." ”

Ma Changchu frowned and said, "It's not that I don't want to paint, but I can't draw it." When I first learned to paint, I painted people, just a few girls, and then after learning from my husband, I couldn't draw the outline of people more and more, and my husband said that the people I painted, even men and women, since then, my husband will not let me draw people. ”

This made Jin Niang a little surprised, a person who can paint landscapes as if he is alive, can not paint living people.

"Does Miss think men are the same as women?" Jin Niang thought about it and asked.

Ma Changchu said: "What is the difference between men and women, the biggest difference between people and people is not in their appearance, but in their hearts. ”

The human heart and the face are asymmetrical, and good-looking people may not be kind-hearted; A man of an ugly appearance will also have a great evil heart.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, and they can't distinguish people's hearts, so how can they distinguish people's faces. So in my opinion, it's all the same. Ma Changchu made his feelings clear, and Jin Niang seemed to understand why Ma Changchu couldn't draw good people.