"Good!" There were bursts of applause, and the old man standing in the front row smiled kindly, nodded approvingly, and asked the people around him to claim the work.

"Little girl, what's your name? Where to stay? Which teacher's apprentice? ”

Heng Qiao smiled, which teacher's apprentice, how can I say this, when she was in modern times, the teacher was indeed a famous teacher, but she couldn't move him to the nineties.

"My name is Heng Qiaomei, I live in Bajiao Village in the county next door, I have been fond of practicing calligraphy since I was a child, self-taught, and I hope you will correct me." She replied humbly.

The old man shook his head: "No, your calligraphy skills are profound, the law is rigorous, and you must have a famous teacher to guide you, is it inconvenient for you to say?" ”

Heng Qiao smiled, and could only reply according to his words: "Hmm." ”

The person accompanying the old man said: "Your child, since you have a famous teacher's guidance, the cost must be expensive, why does it look so poor that you can't even pay your sister's medical expenses?" ”

Heng Qiao didn't speak, she saw Lu Yu, and Lu Yu was also looking at her with a puzzled face.

The old man said kindly: "If she doesn't say it, she must have her own troubles, why should we bother asking, is this 500 yuan enough for medical expenses?" If it's not enough, I'll pick up another painting tomorrow, and you won't write it today, so let's take care of my sister first. ”

"Enough for the cost, thank you." Hengqiao nodded gratefully.

She packed her things and walked back to the hospital with Lu Yu. Lu Yu said: "You can do it, you still have this ability, isn't this more cost-effective than selling porridge in Basho Village?" ”

"Obviously, this grandfather is doing charity, although my handwriting is okay, but it is not up to the professional level, today I am lucky to meet a noble person to help me, and it is impossible to make money by winning the sympathy of others." Hengqiao replied calmly.

Lu Yu has not studied calligraphy, but he can read a little, he agrees with Hengqiao's words, although the words are good, but there is still a little gap from the famous master.

He asked curiously, "How much have you really taught yourself?" You don't have any pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and you don't have a good desk, and you are still being driven by your aunt to do farm work day and night, when did you practice? ”

"Dreaming." Heng Qiao replied lightly.

Lu Yu was very dissatisfied with her perfunctory answer, but she did seem to have the conditions to practice calligraphy only in her dreams.

"Yesterday, Liu Xiaojun paid two thousand in advance, alas, I still have to ask Heng Jianguo for this money, otherwise I have to sell how many bowls of porridge to earn it back." Hengqiao changed the subject.

Lu Yu said: "The make-up fee I earned will be given to you first, and you will pay back Liu Xiaojun's money first." ”

Heng Qiao glanced at him and said, "Why should I take your money to pay Liu Xiaojun?" ”

Lu Yu was choked by her, he grabbed her hand and stared at her depressedly, but he didn't know what to say.

Heng Qiao gently broke his hand and walked forward quickly.

"Sister Hengqiao!"

"How's Ziying?"

"She's fine."

"Spend more time with her."

Heng Qiao walked away, and Lu Yu stood in place, feeling very depressed. When she said this, was she reminding him that Xia Ziying was kind to her and Brother Pan, so she wanted to give him to Xia Ziying.

There are 10,000 ways to repay gratitude, how can you use him as a prop to repay your kindness and give it to others? It's not fair!

Heng Qiao went to the counter to pay, and the teller reminded her that someone had already paid. Hengqiao knew that Lu Yu paid it without asking, so she turned back to him and wanted to give him the money.

She walked to Xia Ziying's hospital room to find Lu Yu, but she stopped at the door, and she heard Lu Yu talking to Xia Ziying about her.