Pei Shaoyin looked down at the wooden hairpin in the second brother's hand, her red lips were raised, and the corners of her eyes seemed to be stars blooming.

"Thank you, second brother, I like it very much."

She picked up the hairpin and inserted it into her long black hair.

"Is it pretty?"

Her eyebrows were flying, and she asked the second brother with a radiant look.

Pei Xiayun smiled weakly, and he replied softly and glutinously: "It's good-looking, the sound is the best!" ”

Shaoyin was also laughing.

Pei Qiufeng: "............"

I couldn't help but glance at the two of them, and it felt like the world was spinning.

If that had been a month ago...... No, even before today, he couldn't imagine that one day they and Pei Xiaowu would have brothers, friends and sisters?

He wanted to be a little cheap, but he endured it, closed his mouth, and didn't dare to be as stinky and angry as before.

"Go, wait a few days to get paid, and the second brother will go back to see you. You're good, it's a long way back, let Sanqiu carry you, don't be tired of yourself. ”

Shaoyin 'hee': "Okay, then let's go back first." ”

Pei Xiayun saw off his third brother and sister until the two walked away.

The smile on his face disappeared cleanly, his thin two lip flaps were slightly pursed, the corners of his lips pressed down, and the whole person looked very dull.

Pursing his thin lips, he lowered his head without saying a word, kicked the small stone on the side of the road, and walked back in a gloomy manner.

Moyunju.

"Brother Xia, are you back?"

Brother Yu, who is also an apprentice painter, saw him and ran over to greet him with a surprised face.

Pei Xiayun nodded politely, but did not say anything.

Brother Yu looked strange, thinking to himself, how did this Brother Xia become a stuffy gourd?

When he came to the studio upstairs in Moyunju, Pei Xiayun sat on a wooden chair.

He stared blankly at the paper spread out on the table, on which an unfinished painting was spread.

He stroked the drop-off area.

This gentleman's picture came from his hand, and the inscription was called 'Liuzhen'.

He looked in a trance, thought for a long time, and then gently pursed his lips again......

……

"Waste, waste! You useless shit! ”

Out of Yecheng, the third brother carried Pei Shaoyin up the mountain on his back.

They came back in the night, and when they arrived at Wushan Village, it was already dark.

As soon as she entered the village, she saw Ann Shuyi like a crazy woman, holding her man, punching and kicking, and cursing endlessly.

Shaoyin lay on the third brother's back, looked at it, and then the corners of his lips twitched.

"Pei - Shao - Yin ——!!"

An was angry, and suddenly saw Pei Shaoyin, his eyes were split, and he looked like he was crazy with hatred.

"You slut, I lost such a big person, you wait for me, I can't spare you!"

Shaoyin raised her eyebrows and was about to speak, but the third brother who was carrying her stiffened.

Pei Qiufeng's face sank, and he rushed over abruptly and kicked on the man of the An family.

"You scold again?"

Ann was stunned.

Pei Qiufeng's cold and sharp eyes were like a pressing eagle.

"You scold, I kick him, you scold a dozen sentences, Lao Tzu kills him!"

An freehand glared: "You, you, you!" ”

She was so angry that her nostrils were suffocating.

"Yes, yes! Okay, your Pei family has a lot of skills, right? Ha! ”

She was angry, and in an instant, a smell of sour fruit rushed out, which was the letter fragrance in An Xiyi's body.

Turbulent and intense.

Pei Qiufeng stumbled, he was sweating profusely and could barely stand, but he urgently put Shaoyin down, lest he fall down and hurt his sister on his back.

He was about to kneel on the ground with a bang, when a white and gentle hand supported the crook of his arm, and with a slight force, he supported the force of his knee falling.

Pei Qiufeng looked sideways and saw Shaoyin's expression faint.

But the bright cold eyes seemed to overflow with a bit of ridicule and coldness.