In the following days, Yan Wo has been working hard to paint portraits and do business.

In addition to the village, even the next village has people looking for the door.

Some people send rice and noodles, some people send game, and the most is eggs, and after having these things, my grandmother didn't save it, and at the same time fed her and Yanjiu fat to my aunt to recuperate.

The aunt, who had been idle for three days, counted the eggs and the rice noodles in the kitchen, and said to her grandmother:

"Mother, I'm tired of eating eggs lately with Wowo and Xiaojiu, this big basket of eggs, leaving some hatching chicks, why don't you take the rest to the town and sell them and buy something else?"

Grandmother is boiling pumpkin porridge for Wowo, and since the family has rice, Yanwo's treatment has improved again.

She looked at the basket of eggs and nodded.

"Well, let's do it, take some of the game and vegetables and sell them, buy some for the family, and buy two bright cloths to make clothes for the children."

glanced at the plain aunt again, "Let Zhongyan take you there, and you can also pick two pieces of jewelry for yourself, don't wronged yourself." ”

Bai Mei was still listening carefully to her mother-in-law, and when she heard the last sentence, she was stunned.

It was the first time that my mother-in-law took the initiative to let her buy things, don't be wronged.

It's probably because she protected the nest this time that her mother-in-law changed her opinion of her!

In the past few years, the white eyes suffered when I went back to my parents' house, and the neglect I suffered when I walked out of the door, all the grievances were smoothed out in this sentence, and I felt that everything was worth it.

She raised her head to look at Liu Man on the stove, and found that her mother-in-law's tense face was a little uncomfortable, holding the spoon, and after turning her head away, she went to drink the pumpkin porridge in the spoon: "Well, it's almost, I'm going to call the little guy to get up and eat." ”

After Liu Man left, Bai Mei suddenly grinned.

She picked up the basket, put a layer of straw underneath, and put the eggs on top of it layer by layer.

"What's so fun? I've been in for a while and you haven't noticed? Yan Zhongyan hugged Baimei from behind and stroked her belly from behind, "Little guy, let Daddy touch it." ”

Bai Mei broke away from him, "It's not a proper shape, the child has not yet been formed, you can touch the ghost, really." By the way, you will accompany me to the town to sell these things after breakfast, don't look at me, my mother agreed. ”

Yan Zhongyan's eyes lit up immediately.

Bai Mei didn't know what he was thinking.

"If you have money, you are not allowed to buy alcohol, if you dare to buy wine, I will tell my mother immediately, and let her break your legs!" Anyway, now Wenlin is helping to cut down trees to make coffins and pick up wine, so it's useless to ask for you! ”

"How can it be useless, isn't it my warm quilt for you every night? Didn't I wash your feet? When you're thirsty in the middle of the night, won't I pour you water to drink? You put your hand on me every time it's cold, what did I say? You heartless. Yan Zhongyan was cheeky and wanted to hug Baimei again.

At this time, there was a coughing sound at the door.

Look sideways.

Grandmother stood at the door with Yan Wo Yan wine, and behind her stood Bai Wenlin, who had come back from cutting down trees early in the morning and was still sweating on his forehead.

The faces of the flirting two suddenly turned red.

Yan Wo looked at his uncle, covered his mouth and snickered.

After breakfast, when the uncle went out with the basket on his back and his aunt, Yan Wo stood at the gate of the courtyard and waved at them and threw kisses.

Bai Wenlin sent Yan Jiu to Murazheng's house, and his grandmother moved out of the small stool to make paper money and paper ingots under the eaves.

Yan Wo walked to the west corner of the wall and continued to paint the portraits of those ghost models.

The black cat that had not been seen for a few days reappeared.

This time, it was closer to Yanwo, lying on the coffin behind her and watching it draw, raising its head from time to time and looking out of the courtyard, as if waiting for something.

Towards noon, the black cat stood up, shook its tail pleasantly, raised its paws and licked it, and made a "meow" sound.

"What did you say?" Yan Wo turned to look at it.

The black cat looked at the milk dumplings sitting on the high stool with short legs hanging in the air in surprise, and there was deep inquiry in his eyes.

Immediately, it took a few leaps and disappeared.

Yan Wo was also a little depressed, how could he hear this information from that cat meow, and the next moment, Grandma Hui's voice sounded in her ears: "Wowo, your uncle and aunt are back, and they were sent back by a carriage." ”

Carriage?

My aunt had always been frugal, not like someone who would hire a carriage to go home.

"And a man in a gray-green robe, about forty years old, with a relatively large mole on his eyebrows, got out of the carriage with them......"

Grandma Hui was talking, and the voice of her uncle Yan Zhongyan was already heard outside the courtyard gate.

"Steward Zhang, this is my home, and the spirit child you are looking for is my niece!"

The next moment, the courtyard door was pushed open by the uncle, and a man similar to the one described by Grandma Hui walked in from outside, and when he saw the coffins piled up in the courtyard, his expression was impermanent, and after a shallow sweep of his gaze, he fell on Yan Wo.

Grandmother immediately put down the things in her hand and stood up, and asked her uncle Yan Zhongyan, "Who is this?" ”

"Hey, mother, let me introduce to you, this is the steward of the Kong family in our town, Steward Zhang. He came to our house because he heard that Wowo can draw portraits of people he has never met, and he wants Wo Wo to help. ”

Uncle Yan Zhongyan looked excited, and his spit flew: "Mother, you don't know, now there are rumors everywhere in the streets and alleys of the town that our wowo is a spirit child who can communicate yin and yang." ”

Grandmother just glanced at him faintly.

"When we were shopping, we saw Steward Zhang asking around, so I brought people back...... Belch! Uncle seemed to notice that the atmosphere was not quite right at this time, his eyes rolled from side to side, and he suddenly reacted.

He walked directly to Yan Wo's side.

"Wowo, it's my uncle who is wrong, my uncle is in charge of bringing people back and forgetting to ask what you think."

The grandmother explained to Steward Zhang: "My child has always made her own decisions, and we don't like to force her. ”

The steward also walked up to Yan Wo, handed over the sugar gourd he had been holding in his hand, and then, his eyes fell on the wooden board of the easel in front of Yan Wo.

As rumored, the painting is very good, just like a real person.

It seems that no matter from that angle, the person in the portrait is looking at himself.

"Can I call you Wowo?" He said.

Yan Wo let out a crisp "um", and put the charcoal pencils one by one before taking the sugar gourd.

"That's right, Uncle wants you to go to the town to paint a portrait of my eldest lady, and when the painting is finished, he will let the carriage take you home, I heard that if you paint for the people in the village, everyone will pay you, so if you are willing to go with me to the Confucian family to paint the portrait, I can give ten taels of silver."

Yan Zhongyan on the side heard ten taels, his eyes were straight, he rubbed his hands anxiously on the side, and stared at Yan Wo with an eager face.

They had walked a long way today, and they had only bought more than a hundred copper plates with eggs and some game on their backs, and the steward had opened his mouth for ten taels of silver, and his eyes were green.

Yan Wo didn't speak.

Looking up at the clothes on my uncle, aunt, and grandmother, I glanced back at the old house and shook my head.

"I won't go for ten taels, unless it is multiplied tenfold! One hundred taels! ”

Yan Zhongyan's eyes widened.

I almost thought I had misheard.

But when he saw Steward Zhang, Bai Wenlin and his grandmother, who were also shocked, he was sure that he had no auditory hallucinations, and the corners of his lips twitched: "Wowo, one inside...... It's just a drawing...... Would you want too much? ”

Steward Zhang was even more shocked.

Does this little kid know what the concept of a hundred taels is?!

I heard from a neighbor that she gave ten eggs, and she also helped draw them, so why did she ask him for a hundred taels?!

This kid looks delicate and soft, and he actually blackmails?

Even if the Kong family is rich, one hundred taels is a lot of expenses.

Yan Wo bit down on a sugar gourd, didn't chew it, and then bit down on the next one, and the cheeks on his little face suddenly bulged high.

She crushed the sugar cube on the hawthorn and spit out the seeds.

"If you agree, this is my first business in the true sense of the word, and a hundred taels is a bargain. Of course, the business has broadened a bit. In addition to painting the portrait, it also includes helping to find other parts of your lady, piecing them together, and then stitching her up, tidying up her appearance and makeup......"

Uncle Yan Zhongyan and Bai Wenlin and others were stunned.

What do you mean, the rest of the parts? Still patchwork, stitching?

Then, as if thinking of something, the hairs all over my body exploded, and the cold feeling rushed from the soles of my feet to my scalp.