In the past, Mrs. He thought that He Congming was a fool and a burden to the He family, but now she even has to put away a piece of waste paper that He Congming drew as a treasure.

She pondered in her heart that her grandson's first painting was sold for 500 yuan, and the pile in her hand was only sold for 1,000 yuan, which was not too cost-effective.

Xie Zhenzhen looked at the painting in the hand of the old lady of the He family, and then looked at her eyes, which should have been full of greed.

She almost laughed, but eventually held back.

Just now, she did praise He Congming, and she also felt that He Congming drew well, but that's all. She can also take the initiative to contribute some money to buy a painting by He Congming, but it is by no means an expression of being forcibly sold to return a gift.

She straightened up, a sarcastic look in her eyes.

The old lady of the He family didn't realize it, holding the pile of paintings, and trying to lobby, Lin Yue came over.

As soon as Lin Yue came over, he held Xie Zhenzhen's hand intimately and said to the old lady of the He family: "The reason why I bought the first blessing painting of wisdom is to encourage wisdom. Although smart is talented, it still requires a long period of practice. She knew that Mrs. He was ignorant and didn't have two grandchildren in her eyes, but she didn't expect to get into the eyes of money.

Jin Zi also walked over, with a red hair, and echoed: "Shopkeeper Lin is right. Although the smart child is already considered the best of his peers, the brushstrokes are still very immature and cannot be sold for much money. "A thousand dollars, it's like a lion's mouth.

The old lady of the He family looked at Jinzi's red hair, obviously disbelieving: "Young man, are you tricking me for being old and not understanding the market?" During today's live broadcast, someone kept praising his cleverness, saying that if he was smart and became famous in the future, the sketches he practiced would definitely be valuable. I'm going to give it to you so cheaply that you can sell it for thousands of copies in the future. Thousands of them, all of them are still low by me. ”

"Live broadcast, has Auntie been live all the time?" Lin Yue looked at Mrs. He, her eyes were a little cold.

Mrs. He remembered that she had lost her words, but she was confident: "Clever is my grandson, and his current guardian is me, as long as I don't abuse him and don't break the law, it's okay for me to broadcast live." ”

This Mrs. He has a very flexible brain and knows how to refute them with their previous words.

Zhang Haotian said: "Auntie, didn't I tell you? You can't use people's compassion to overspend, or people won't buy it after a long time. ”

What is excessive consumption, Mrs. He doesn't understand.

She opened her mouth and said, "I don't want you to come to help my grandson live broadcast, I'll do it myself." Also, when you broadcast live for the first time, didn't someone give a tip? Give me the money. ”

The people who gave tips for the first live broadcast were all from their homestay. If Lin Yue hadn't discovered He Ming's talent for painting, how would he know that he could make money with live broadcasts? How could Mrs. He be embarrassed to do this thing of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?

Lin Yue really didn't want to indulge her: "The money from those live broadcasts has been used to offset the money I bought painting tools for Smart, and it's not even enough, if you don't believe it, you can go to the stationery store and ask the price of these painting tools." ”

Xie Zhenzhen clasped his arms and looked at Mrs. He: "This world is really good, the world is declining, and there are especially many white-eyed wolves." ”

Zhang Haotian felt that Xie Zhenzhen's words were referring to Sang scolding Huai.

Mrs. He hugged He Congming's pile of paintings, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she didn't seem to have done something wrong. But how could someone like her admit her mistakes?

It was because she held a strong face and said repeatedly: "Then I don't want you to come to help my grandson live broadcast, I'll do it myself." ”

She didn't believe it, isn't it just a live broadcast, the same person, changed a mobile phone, it's really different? Didn't my son say it, he just broadcast live for a while, and someone rewarded him.

Zhu Rui and Qi Xing muttered: "I heard that the poor mountains and bad waters came out of the people, I didn't believe it yet, but today it is true." ”

Qi Xing glanced at him: "Diao Min has it everywhere, but I just happened to meet it here." After he finished speaking, he turned back to look at the painting drawn by He Congming.

He Congming does have some talent, the brush in his hand is like a swimming dragon, and the characters in his pen gradually have clear outlines and extremely vicious expressions.

Qi Xing narrowed his eyes.

Interesting.

Zhang Haotian accepted the mobile phone holder and said to Lin Yue: "Let's go." Not all people know how to be grateful. "Anyway, he now has the cash cow of Aunt Huang, a normal person to cooperate with him to bring goods, which is more promising than live broadcast He Congming's painting. To put it bluntly, there are so many talented painters, like He Congming, who rely on flaws to attract people's attention. If it weren't for Lin Yue, he wouldn't have paid any attention to He Congming.

Lin Yue glanced at everyone: "I'm sorry for wasting everyone's precious time." ”

Jin Zi said: "Don't say that, shopkeeper Lin, you brought us here today to increase your knowledge." "Otherwise, he wouldn't know that there are such people in their Linyue Town. Not to mention poor, lazy, ignorant, and unthankful! The Jin family's previous family background was also very ordinary, but their parents were very hardworking, and the windows at home were always bright and clean, and everything was neatly placed. Although He Congming is talented, he will never have a long-term future if he is born in such a family.

Lin Yue glanced at Qingqing. Qingqing obviously understood that grandma and Sister Lin had a dispute. She squirmed her lips, wanting to keep Sister Lin, but she didn't know what to say.

At this time, Qi Xing said leisurely: "Shopkeeper Lin, come and take a look, I think the painting He Congming is painting now is quite good." ”

As soon as she heard that He Congming's painting was good, Mrs. He immediately ran over.

Zhu Rui hurriedly gave up his position.

Mrs. He did not shy away from it, and looked Qi Xing up and down: "Young man, do you want to buy paintings?" "This young man has strange hair on his head, and he is young, and he doesn't look like he is rich.

Qi Xing generously let her see: "I don't want to." ”

Mrs. He's face sank: "If you don't buy paintings, then you better leave quickly." She wanted Lin Yue to give the money for the tea and pumpkin seeds she poured tonight, but she was afraid that Lin Yue would settle accounts with her, and there was nowhere to vent her anger.

Qi Xing looked at Mrs. He's angry and somewhat distorted face, and felt very interesting.

No wonder the ancients said that they should read 10,000 books and travel 10,000 miles. No, he used to write about the bad guys who broke up the heroes and heroines, and some of them were inexperienced enough to write the essence of the bad guys. But in the future, he can refer to the model of Mrs. He.

He said: "I said that this painting is good, purely to appreciate the innocent inner world of children. What he thinks in his heart is reflected in his paintings. Auntie is not afraid to sell his paintings and be scolded bloody? ”

When he spoke, Lin Yue had already come over and stood behind He Congming.

He Congming is still painting tirelessly. He uses intense colors to deepen the silhouette of the figures. On the paper, a fierce-looking man, with a knife in his hand, is chasing a frightened little boy.

Mrs. He couldn't understand Qi Xing's words at all: "I sell my grandson's paintings, and I don't break the law, how can I be scolded?" You don't spread rumors here. ”

Yang Jiaojiao was very attentive to Qi Xing's words, although she didn't know how to draw, she also saw that something was wrong: "How can he draw and kill people?" This kid is terrible! ”

Mrs. He's face changed: "What nonsense are you talking about!" ”

Lin Yue straightened up and looked at Mrs. He with a frown: "Have you always been smart at home?" Has anyone ever come in? ”

"No, no outsiders have ever come in!" Mrs. He said, "Our family is so poor that there are no mice, how can there be outsiders?" Oh, I must have been smart enough to hate you guys to draw something like this. If you don't buy paintings, let's go! ”

He Congming threw away the paintbrush, pointed to the painting, and said to Lin Yue: "Dad, Dad!" "It's not that He Congming can't speak, he just doesn't speak. These two "Daddy" are very clear.

Mrs. He was startled and scolded He Congming: "You little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

He Qingqing plucked up his courage and said to Lin Yue: "Sister Lin, my brother didn't eat well during dinner today, and he knocked over the bowl, so Dad picked up a hanger and chased after his brother to beat him. ”