Chapter 13, Devil's Luck at Night

After 10 o'clock in the evening, the workers of state-owned enterprises who worked the night shift in the west of the city left work one after another.

Lu Ann also closed the stall.

I don't know what's going on?

Every night, as soon as this point arrives, there will be a sudden decrease in the number of people on the street, and those who close their shops will close their shops, and those who will close their stalls will go back to their own homes and find their own mothers. It seems to have become a conventional phenomenon.

Seeing that he was reluctant, the aunt who sold toys next to him solved his puzzles: "You have a young experience of tender teeth, and you don't understand it yet."

This Baoqing under our feet, people are in charge during the day, and all that appears on the street at night are ghosts. ”

At this time, Shao Fen, that is, the ex-girlfriend of her cousin, the female stall owner who sells clothes, is concerned and says:

"Lu An, after 10 o'clock, no matter how good the business is, you have to close the stall in time, otherwise you may work in vain in one day, and you will have to lose money to go in."

Lu An reacted: "You guys are...?" ”

Shao Fen said fearfully: "Aunt Wang and I were robbed twice, and Aunt Wang was beaten into the hospital once. ”

Lu An understood, he had heard from his classmates about this before, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Because the school evening self-study is usually at 9:30 after work, he doesn't need to walk for ten minutes to get home, and he won't go out again after he gets home.

Aunt Wang added fuel and vinegar, and described vividly: "Just the night before yesterday, probably in the early morning, I was awakened by the noise outside, and bent down to hide in the window to take a look.

Yo ho! Boy! Guess what I saw?

I found that the road was full of people in Wuyang and Wuyang, all of them were young people who pinched out the water, those with sticks and machetes, and the two groups were fighting with stubble, so scared that our family didn't dare to turn on the lights in the second half of the night, and didn't dare to close their eyes. ”

Speaking of this, Aunt Wang slapped her hands violently and shouted: "There seems to be a group of people called the Mulan Gang, led by women." ”

Mulan Gang? Women first?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Lu An tried to remember, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but this incident did leave traces in the depths of his memory.

Shao Fen's family is in the west of the city, and he has to cross the river to go back, and there is a way to go.

Aunt Wang and Shao Fen are on the same road, but they don't have to cross the river, the two of them face each other across the bridge, they are very close, and they come together every day.

As for Lu An, he turned around and went home in a few steps.

Putting the stall in the corner of the yard, he found a change of clothes and prepared to take a bath with sweat.

But this time he learned to be obedient, after glancing at the dark window on the second floor of Widow Zhang, he carried two buckets of water to the kitchen to wash, anyway, it was also built with linoleum cloth, the space was spacious, the floor was cement, and he was not afraid of getting wet.

When he was taking a bath, he inexplicably remembered what Liao Shiqi said today: My mother said that you are developed.

Developed?

Lu An gave a look, tsk! Isn't it developed, he himself was scared, and the Kun is so big that the general grassland can't fit it.

It's no wonder that in the past and present lives, Widow Zhang never forgot to be in love with herself, she wanted to peek at herself, the capital was really good, and she really couldn't blame others.

After taking a shower, he began the part of the fun that was full of interest: counting the money.

No matter how much money he had, he loved to count, and it was one of the few happy moments in his poor days.

Pour out today's zero votes from your pocket, put them on the table, and count them one by one.

Three pieces of 10 pieces, two pieces of five pieces, five pieces of one piece, some gross ticket coins.

In total, a total of 48 pieces of 3 cents.

In addition to the cost of more than 3 yuan, the profit is more than 45 yuan.

Well, it's good, you have to work four and a half days in the town to have this income, and he's quite satisfied.

This is his first income after being reborn, Lu An counted it twice before locking it in the drawer, and if he continues to keep it like this, soon the eldest sister will be able to have a sewing machine of her own.

It is said that contentment is always happy, and contentment is always happy.

Lu An, who was in a good position, took the math textbook and turned on the mode of reading books and doing problems.

At two o'clock in the morning, it suddenly rained heavily, hitting the corrugated eaves with a bang, and the temperature was dropping and becoming a little cold.

Luan looked up out the window, the rain line was a little white in the faint kerosene light, with a breeze coming in.

I don't know why, he was still obsessed with math problems just now, and he suddenly lost interest, and even a little excited.

After a pause, recalling the past of his past life and this life, he suddenly remembered a painting in his previous life before he set out to meet his confidant.

To be precise, it is a painting that he himself strives to make to break through his own bottleneck.

In order to raise his painting level to the next level, he went to France, Switzerland, Italy, England and RB.

Along the way, I participated in many celebrity art exhibitions, and observed and learned many famous oil paintings up close.

It took him nearly half a year, until one day he realized that he wanted to integrate the rendering method and spatial concept of Chinese ink into oil painting, and he ended his journey to learn art, and he returned to China impatiently without even going to the United States for the last stop.

After returning to China, he began to paint according to inspiration, a somewhat long process, and after rejecting dozens of sketches, he found the soul he wanted with great precision: the depiction of light and the shaping of space became the core of his brush.

These are the different creative characteristics and styles of his artistic career spanning 30 years, and he named his paintings "Eternity", which means that this moment is permanent.

In fact, Lu An's painting career is somewhat similar to that of the famous painter Wu Guanzhong, who initially devoted himself to Western oil painting, and it was not until the age of 45 that he began to gradually become a Chinese painter.

When creating his "timeless" paintings, he had an ambition in his heart, that is, to use traditional Chinese materials and tools to express the spirit of the times, in order to innovate and break through in the field of Chinese painting.

It's just a pity that God didn't fulfill people's wishes, and he felt that the painting "Eternal", the highest glory of his life, was only halfway through creation, and he died drinking with his confidante and was reborn.

Closing his eyes and thinking of the "Eternal" painting, Lu An's heart rose with an unstoppable desire, and his blood was surging.

He has an inexplicable intuition that as long as he completes this work, his painting skills and vision will enter another field and be promoted to a new world, and his name will definitely be remembered by many awesome peers.

No, he has to create this painting as soon as possible, otherwise it won't be fragrant to eat and sleep, and at this time, he can't help but think about it.

But when Lu An came back to his senses from the rain, he found that the reality was so fucking cruel, there were no brushes, no oil paints, and no canvases.

Damn, money, you still have to earn money!

After a rare burst of two foul words in a row, Lu An is now anxious, how to describe this feeling, it is like you have 200 million in wealth, but you are locked in a dark room and not released.

200 million, what does it feel like to hold back?

When you see a female, you will feel like a beauty.

One word: uncomfortable!

Taking a deep breath and taking several deep breaths in a row, Lu An forced himself to calm down and continue to work on the question in the midst of the bumps.

But there was always a thought swirling in my head: this semester, I had to create this painting.

When the rooster crowed for the first time, it was still raining outside, and he continued to read the book.

When the rooster crowed for the second time, the rain outside was lighter, Lu An thought about it, put down his pen and stretched, if the rain stopped tomorrow morning, he would have to continue to go out of the stall, and it was time to sleep.

Lying in bed, he instinctively wanted to set an alarm clock and wake himself up when it was time. But there are no four walls in the house, and there is not even a paper woman, let alone an alarm clock.

Weekends, 8:30 a.m.

When Lu An arrived at the stall, Aunt Wang and Shao Fen were already there.

The two were warm-hearted, and while helping him set up a stall, Aunt Wang asked:

"Xiao An, why did you come today? Xiao Shao has opened 3 businesses. ”

Lu An was a little surprised when he heard this: "Someone buys clothes so early? ”

Aunt Wang pouted at Shao Fen's stall, "Not only do I buy clothes, but I also buy underwear and underwear." ”

Lu An followed his gaze and was stunned.

Today, Shao Fen's booth has an extra model, a female plaster statue with a severed head.

This plaster statue has a perfect figure, bumpy and convex, what do you want, the key is that you also wear underwear and underwear, the most popular style nowadays.

Seeing Lu An stunned, Shao Fen blushed and explained: "I was also told to me by another sister, saying that it is much better to have such a business. ”

Lu An sat down and asked, "Has it worked?" ”

Shao Fen nodded: "Today's orders are all underwear." ”

She then added: "The buyers are all women. ”

This is something he didn't expect.

There are people who are so avant-garde these days, but the problem is that this is a street, not a clothing store.

"Why are you here again? Is your car's tire punctured by nails again? ”

Soon after the stall was set up, Lu An met an acquaintance, the young woman who sat in the office of the feed mill yesterday.

"I don't know what's going on, when I passed by the construction site, I was pierced by a nail again, little master, you hurry up and help me repair the tire, I'm in a hurry." As she spoke, the young woman quickly took out 3 yuan and gave it to him.

Lu Anle was happy, took the money and asked, "Or are the front and rear tires punctured?" ”

The young woman said yes unhurriedly.

Then she sat down on Luan's little stool and flipped through his history book with her right hand.

The tire repair is very fast, less than 10 minutes before and after.

The young woman didn't say much, put her left foot on the pedal, kicked her right foot on the ground, pedaled again, and then sat firmly on the bicycle. Gone like the wind.

ps: Today is the first day of testing the waters, all the big guys help to support you!