With the help of the villagers, the tent was quickly erected.

When Lu Sui returned home, the little milk dumpling was sitting on the threshold, waiting for him obediently.

He went to boil hot water to bathe the milk dumplings, and then cooked ginger soup for her, because of the rain, there was nothing to play, so Lu Sui took his sister to bed early and let her sleep, while he himself sat at the table and painted.

"Brother~"

The little milk dumpling can't sleep.

Her soft voice is particularly beautiful in the silence of the night.

She said: "Today's sister is so bleaching! ”

Lu Sui nodded, "Hmm." Pretty. ”

"What's her name?"

"Zhou Taotao."

"Sister Peach! Wow~ It's good to hear it! ”

Lu Sui did not take the words of the little milk dumpling to heart, but continued to concentrate on painting.

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Next

Lu Sui slept a little longer because he painted late last night.

By the time he was woken up by the little milk dumpling, it was already bright outside, but the heavy rain was still falling.

"Zhou Sui! Is Zhou at home? ”

The village chief's voice came in from the courtyard.

Lu Sui hurriedly went to open the door.

The village chief was holding a large flower umbrella, and his clumsy rain boots were stained with yellow mud. He stood in the courtyard, his face full of sorrow, and there seemed to be more wrinkles on his old face.

"Lu Sui, can you go to the small courtyard to help...... I'm begging you. ”

Lu Sui leaned against the door, yawning lazily.

"Village chief, what do you want me to help with? This time, you won't let me do half of it again and drive me away, right? ”

A few words made the village director's face embarrassed.

He sighed and said helplessly: "Lu Sui, you go and help take a look." ”

"The painting they painted on the wall yesterday, after coloring, looks pitted, and it is very different from the color you painted......

"I really can't handle that kind of painting, but your color tone is good, so they asked me to ask you to help with the paint......

Lu Sui still said those two sentences.

"Okay!"

"Give money first, everything will be easy to do!"

Zhang Qiongzhen was munching pumpkin seeds under the eaves to watch the excitement, and when she heard Lu Sui's words, she scolded in a low voice.

"This rabbit cub, it's really not like words, why is it like losing money recently?"

And the village chief seems to have expected Lu Sui to say this.

"Okay, I'll give you the money......" he reached out and fumbled in the pocket inside his jacket.

In Lu Sui's memory, the village director has always been very poor. This painting has already made him hemorrhage.

Where is Lu Sui embarrassed to really ask for money?

He held Lu Anan in his arms, took the umbrella by the wall in his hand, and walked into the rain.

He said: "The first time you help is free, next time you will really have to charge!" ”

The village chief grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, but it was the most unpretentious smile.

The three of them soon came to the small courtyard.

There are colorful tarpaulins on his head, and even the light of the small courtyard is not very bright.

As soon as I entered, I saw the two painted walls, which looked like colorful chewing gum, sticking to them.

Originally, they painted a dancing fairy, but because of the uneven coloring and painting skills, it now looks like a female ghost with a strange expression on her head.

"Village director, the surprise you prepared for the leader seems to be only surprise, not joy!"

Lu Sui gloated a little.

The village director urged: "Lu Sui, you can help adjust the color and help ......"

"I'm dying of sorrow!"