Chapter 211 It's not that I'm smart, it's that I'm smart

Jin Huan's hand that was originally moving happily fell, and the eyes that were looking directly at the back of the knife were raised, looking at the little boy who was facing him.

"Senior Brother Jin, it is good for you that some people have revealed their wolf ambitions earlier, you see, if you don't hide in the bean field, how can you be seen by my second sister, if you are not seen by my second sister, how can you worship under the old Jinmen?"

"You haven't forgotten that I was forced, have you?" When it comes to apprenticeship, Jin Huan feels tired.

watched his apprenticeship process throughout the whole process, and An Ping was quite sympathetic to him, but: "If you don't get started, you can't change the fact that you are calculated by your relatives." โ€

What An Ping didn't say, Jin Huan knew it very well, and the corner of his eye swept a slightly glanced at the interested Ding Xuewei, and then he returned his attention to the knife and bamboo shoot in his hand.

"You're right."

An Ping seemed to be determined to let Jin Huan understand his disadvantages, and opened his mouth to say another heart-piercing sentence: "Even if our sister and brother are rich, they will not be centrifugal, let alone betray each other one day, we are all good people." โ€

Jin Huan raised his eyelids coldly.

An Ping grinned, not affected at all: "Senior Brother Jin is good to us, and we will also be good to Senior Brother Jin." โ€

"You kid said so much, that's what you're talking about, right?" Jin Huan grinds his teeth.

Anping didn't hide it: "That's right." โ€

Jin Huan was completely speechless.

Ding Xue couldn't laugh or cry slightly.

Why the male protagonist appeared here, she didn't know, but she understood a little, that is, Jin Huan was once betrayed by her uncle.

Because of his uncle, he has been in exile for a long time, and he has suffered enough.

When he returned to the capital, he suppressed his uncle's family as much as possible, so that his uncle's family, who had a chance to survive because of betraying him, understood what it meant to be alive and more painful than to die.

That is, she knows too well the means that the male protagonist will have in the future, so she will make the decision not to let Pan Di go to the capital at the beginning, and she will be so afraid of the inevitability of the truth after seeing the male protagonist!

praising the male lead, it's not that she doesn't want to, but she doesn't have a chance, but Anping, this kid, analyzes things straightforwardly.

We won't do anything bad to you, and you shouldn't think badly of us.

We all give something to each other, and we are all happy.

I have to say that Anping's trick is powerful.

As long as their sisters and brothers don't take the initiative, the problem is Jin Huan's, isn't it!

"Anping is still young, but the truth is the same thing, between people, it doesn't depend on anyone's wishful thinking."

โ€œยทยทยท As long as you are worthy of me, I will not be sorry for you. Jin Huan said after being silent for a long time.

Ding Xuewei called a joy and stretched out her hand.

Jin Huan's deep, cold-like eyes stared directly at her.

Ding Xue couldn't wait for an explanation, and grabbed his hand on the handle of the knife a few steps before he shook it a few times: "Happy cooperation." โ€

โ€œ๏ผโ€ Jin Huan's head was full of black lines.

Ding Xuewei, who reached a cooperation agreement with the male protagonist, was very happy, and as soon as she was happy, she wanted to treat herself and the children, cut bamboo shoots, picked up the eggs, and handed over the acceptance to the four little ones.

By the time the four children were sure that the duck and goose pens were okay and that they had gone home, she had already prepared a full meal.

I don't know if Chen Yu was notified or if he was lucky, as soon as he put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, people entered the door.

Ding Xuewei has basically finished tinkering with the way to eat beef, and Chen Yu is no stranger to the dishes on the table.

After a good meal, he asked directly: "Today, can I take a look?" โ€

He didn't say anything, but Ding Xuewei understood.

After nodding, he shouted to Aunt Zhang Qi to show the drawings and samples.

Even though Chen has met a lot of the world, the animal dolls with anthropomorphic postures, exaggerated and funny facial expressions, and bold colors still make him feel incredible.

"What do you think..." He didn't know how to describe the strange mind of the little girl in front of him: "It's really different!" โ€

"I want to make money." Ding Xue was very straightforward, of course, but also modest: "Idea, no, I can still draw a scoop with a gourd." โ€

Everyone knows the existence of the grandmother, and this pot puts the grandmother on her back again.

Chen Yu was noncommittal, put down the calf in his hand, and took it to Tom, who was pinching the mouse: "Today's Xiao Mouse." โ€

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Ding Xuewei didn't know why at first, but quickly, she reacted, her eyes were quick, she picked up the scissors and twisted Tom's claws in a few clicks, and then rummaged through all the Jire's captured series.

Aunt Zhang Qi'er didn't turn a corner, but she had already understood what Ding Xuewei wanted to do, and picked out a few dolls and handed them to Ding Xuewei in three or two clicks.

Not distressed at all, Ding Xuewei wrenched several dolls, not only that, but she also nodded Jerry's painful expression at Aunt Zhang Qi'er.

Aunt Zhang Qi'er understood in seconds, and there were two more rummaging in one meal.

She knew best what she had sewn, and after Ding Xue twisted the two more dolls, she looked at the drawings gesturedly.

Ding Xuewei already had an idea, so she naturally immediately picked up the drawings and rummaged through them, and then sent more than one or twenty sheets to the oil lamp without blinking an eye, and burned them clean.

"Brother Chen Yu, what are the taboos?"

"Dogs better not cry." Chen Yu gave instructions.

The dog is crying, Ding Xuewei is sure that there is, but she can't be sure if she does it or not.

"I'm going to be a dog for the next two days." Aunt Zhang Qi'er said no.

Ding Xuewei took the drawings and rummaged through them again, and then burned them in the same way.

Chen Yu had already experienced her cleverness, and this operation did not surprise her.

When the stack of drawings that made the girl feel burdened was brought to him, he pointed to the oil lamp.

Ding Xue quickly placed the drawings on the table, followed by the moving oil lamp.

In the dim light, he flipped through them one by one.

After wearing it for so long, Ding Xuewei, who needs to pay attention, basically knows it, and Chen Yu didn't pick out the inappropriate after looking at it for a long time.

"This business, like bed pieces, can only buy a novelty, after handing over these drawings to me, you can no longer make them, you can't reveal them to others."

"Yes." Ding Xuewei didn't say anything I understood about the rules, just nodded seriously.

Chen Yu's eyes were as deep as a pool, and he looked at Aunt Zhang Qi'er.

Aunt Zhang had already accepted Ding Xuewei's words to let her join the shares, and Chen Yu looked at her eyes and immediately raised her head and chest: "Yes." โ€

"Your materials are not very good, I will let people use good materials when I go back, and I will give you ten taels of silver." Chen Yu retracted his gaze and picked up the doll that Jerry was riding on Tom again.

The rags are good, but it is difficult to fight, that time I entered the city, I bought cheese cotton, and then made cheese cloth, and after the men left, it was rain, Aunt Zhang Qi'er was afraid that she would go out and damage the drawings, so she didn't go out to find someone.

It was a bit of a surprise to let her hold the doll today.

"What about these models?" Ding Xue blinked slightly, pretending to be cute.

Chen Yu raised his gaze and looked directly at her.

The clothes sold to Linglong Pavilion are only five taels, these pictures, samples, he gave ten taels, which is already very face-saving, but at present, Ding Xuewei wants money, and again, the money of the patterns will be divided equally among Aunt Zhang Qi'er, for fear that she will be uneasy!

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...