Qin Shaoyu is quite serious and responsible, since the painting work has been arranged for him, he has to do his best, finish brushing once, and when it is almost time, he will paint it a second time, and make it smooth and tidy, without a trace of flaws.

It wasn't until the end of school that the two of them finished it completely.

Qin Shaoyu was more careful, except for the two red handprints on his body, there was basically no other dirt. And Song Beibei has already made his hands all over his body, and his face is also stained a lot.

Qin Shaoyu took her to the well, dipped her sleeves in water, and wiped her face.

Zhao Zhiyue looked at the two of them from a distance, and she couldn't help but replace Song Beibei with herself...... It's obviously being punished, but how beautiful it looks.

It was also at this moment that she suddenly felt that she had lost so completely.

If she could do it all over again, she would rather not tell Gao Keng about Song Beibei's strategy, so that Song Beibei could pass the test well, so that she would not have to see such a picture and suffer from this inhuman torment now.

Zhao Zhiyue returned to the Song Mansion in despair, and as soon as she entered her bedroom, she couldn't hold back the tears all the way, and fell on the bed and cried.

Wang Ma hurriedly walked in and asked worriedly, "Miss, what's wrong?" Is it okay to not memorize the endorsement? Did the gentleman punish you? ”

Zhao Zhiyue didn't bother to pay attention to her, and cried even louder.

Wang Ma knew that Zhao Zhiyue had always been introverted, but now she was so sad, and she was reluctant to say the reason, it was probably related to Qin Shaoyu.

Mother Wang asked tentatively, "Miss, did Young Master Qin make you sad?" ”

Zhao Zhiyue paused in crying, ignored Wang's mother, and continued to cry.

Wang Ma understood, and said angrily: "I knew that Song Beibei was the ghost again!" Miss, you wait, Wang Ma will find a way to deal with her for you! ”

Zhao Zhiyue ignored Wang Beibei at first, and when she had cried enough, she faintly began to be afraid, afraid that Wang Ma would do something impulsively, and when the time came, she would not teach Song Beibei a lesson, but would harm her.

Zhao Zhiyue sat up and wanted to tell Wang Ma not to go, but found that Wang Ma was no longer in the room.

She hurriedly got out of bed and went out to look for it, only to find that Wang Ma did not go out and was busy in the small kitchen.

She breathed a sigh of relief, walked in and said, "I thought you really went to find Song Beibei in trouble, don't be impulsive, otherwise if something happens, I won't be able to save you!" ”

Wang Ma was very indifferent, and said with a smile: "The old slave did go out and asked how to deal with Song Beibei, so now that he is back, he is doing it!" ”

Zhao Zhiyue was puzzled: "Who did you ask?" What are you going to do? ”

Wang Ma grabbed a handful of peppercorns on the stove and sprinkled them into the pot, and the spicy and spicy taste quickly wafted out.

Zhao Zhiyue thought it smelled good at first, but after a while, she was choked and coughed.

Wang Ma hurriedly picked up the lid of the pot and covered the pot to isolate the spicy smell.

Then he smiled and lit the pot with a spatula, and said to Zhao Zhiyue: "Miss, the trick to dealing with Song Beibei is here." ”

Zhao Zhiyue finally stopped coughing, raised her head and looked at her puzzled: "What do you mean?" I don't understand. ”

"Didn't Miss say that every time you bring food to Young Master Qin, Song Beibei has to squeeze over to eat together?"

Zhao Zhiyue's eyes sank, and she nodded: "Yes, she eats more than Shaoyu every time!" ”

Wang Ma said: "That's it, the old slave just went out to ask the doctor, and the doctor said that his throat was injured, and he must not eat spicy things until he is healed." Otherwise, even if you can speak in the future, the voice will be as ugly as a broken gong! ”

Zhao Zhiyue frowned and asked, "So you make these spicy things for Song Beibei to eat?" ”

Wang Ma nodded: "Isn't Song Beibei able to speak now, but isn't it all yet?" You just take these spicy things every day and let her eat them! Let her have a male duck voice in the future, and see what other men will like her! ”

Zhao Zhiyue hesitated: "But ......"

Mother Wang knew that her young lady was soft-hearted, her eyes rolled, and she coaxed: "Miss, this didn't harm Song Beibei's safety, it just made her voice more ugly." She is now competing with you for the person you fancie, and you just invite her to eat something spicy, which is already considered kind! Moreover, if you bring it over, it doesn't depend on her wishes to eat it or not? She is so greedy that she can't speak in the future, what does it matter to you? ”

After thinking about it, Zhao Zhiyue didn't answer anything, and went back to the room without saying a word.

Wang Ma knows that Zhao Zhiyue doesn't refuse, it's just a play!

……

Qin Shaoyu asked Song Beibei to go home first on the grounds of staying to study, and he stayed in the academy until it was dark, and then quietly went home.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard his mother call him: "Shaoyu, why did you come back so late?" ”

Qin Shaoyu hurriedly turned his back and faced his mother, so that she would not see the palm print behind her.

"After school, I read a book for a while and accidentally forgot the time."

Mrs. Qin smiled: "You, come back early in the future, your father and I are still waiting for you to eat." ”

Qin Shaoyu nodded, and saw that his mother had been staring at him, so he had no choice but to say, "Mother, you go out to eat first, I'll ...... I'm sweating a lot today, and my clothes are uncomfortable, so I'll go back to my room and change them before I go out to eat. ”

Mrs. Qin didn't go to the front hall, but walked in front of Qin Shaoyu and took a closer look at his clothes.

Qin Shaoyu was extremely frightened, and kept taking small steps back.

After reading it, Mrs. Qin pulled his sleeve and said, "Shaoyu, you have grown up so fast this year, the clothes you just made in the spring are now much shorter, it seems that my mother has to make new clothes for you again." ”

It turned out that she just came to see this, and I thought she had found those two red handprints.

"It's hard work."

"You kid, you're really stupid to read, what are you polite to your mother?" Mrs. Qin raised and knocked on his head, and said with a smile, "Go and change your clothes, the food will be cold later." ”

"Okay."

After Qin Shaoyu left, he immediately went back to the bedroom, took off the white clothes on his body, and carefully looked at the two palm prints on the back.

Looking at it, he suddenly couldn't help laughing.

These two little mudras are really ...... Lovely.

He put down his clothes, went to his desk, and sharpened some cinnabar, and applied it to his hands, covering the entire palm.

Then press your hand on the place where Song Beibei has pressed.

The two handprints overlap together, and there is a slight difference in the color of cinnabar and red lacquer, so although they overlap, it is still easy to see that they are the handprints of two people.

It was as if he was fingers interlocking with her.

He wrote another sentence next to the handprint.

"Childhood sweethearts become good couples, and the two little ones don't guess the white head."

When he was done, he locked the kaftan in his closet.

I hope my mother won't come to him on a whim to find this short dress that can't be worn, otherwise if she sees it, she will laugh at him.

After Qin Shaoyu locked his clothes, he washed his hands before going to the front hall to eat.

Daddy didn't blame him for coming late.

After he sat down, Mrs. Qin pointed to the food on the table and said, "This is a new dish recently developed by my mother, you can try it quickly, if you like it, I will make more tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, he approached him, winked at him, and said, "When the time comes, I will also ask Beibei if he likes it." ”

Qin Shaoyu couldn't help but reddened at the base of his ears...... It turns out that my mother knows it.