Early the next morning, Chu Yi came to school, Liu Bo and Wen Yang had already arrived, and the dishes were all loaded into the back basket.

Pei Xuan came out in a blue tracksuit, his hair tied up, and he carried a backpack behind him, not like he was selling vegetables, but like he was engaged in art.

"Sister, what time do you usually get up?" Liu Bo asked.

The child was black and fat, and his little fleshy face was so cute that his mouth was squeezed up.

"Uh, seven."

"In our place, women who rise from seven o'clock are lazy women."

“……”

Pei Xuan laughed, lifted a back basket, and let Chu Yi carry it.

"Not heavy, right?"

Chu Yi tried, "It's okay." ”

"Let's go, then."

On the mountain path, two adults and two children walked to the town in the morning light.

"Our studio is self-built, but the bricks and cement cost money, and my salary is gone, but I haven't bought easel paints and paper yet, so I want to sell vegetables to raise money."

"Shouldn't these things be prepared by the students themselves?"

"In our village, everyone who has the conditions in the family has gone to school outside, and those who are left behind are either their parents who go out to work or their families are poor, so it is unrealistic for them to prepare. Besides, I teach them to draw, I just want them to have fun with it, and I don't want to be a burden to them. ”

Today, there are a lot of people in the town to catch the market, and they say that the fresh vegetables they have just picked in the morning are put on the side of the road, waiting for people to come and buy them.

After selling for a while, the two children shouted that they were hungry, and Pei Xuan went to buy them cakes.

At this time, an old lady came to ask for the price, Chu Yi told her, and she picked up a bundle, but left without giving money.

Chu Yi hurriedly chased after him, but the old lady didn't admit it, so she didn't say that she had already paid.

Chu Yi patiently explained, but the old lady had a bad temper, so she pointed at Chu Yi and scolded, saying that she was cheating the old man. The old lady and a few companions, all of whom were so old, surrounded them at once.

They scolded you, I pushed it, Chu Yi couldn't dodge, and then the mask was ripped off by them.

"Yo, it's hot, it's ruined with a good face."

"It's weird and scary to look at, but fortunately it's daytime."

"No, no wonder you have to wear a mask, otherwise you will be driven out of the door."

Several old ladies turned from anger to curiosity, staring at Chu Yi's face and commenting.

Chu Yi covered the left side of his face with his hand, trying to find a mask, but was trampled on by them.

She looked up in a panic, and everyone looked at her, some pointed at her, some were full of disgust, and some sneered.

When he was helpless, Pei Xuan came back, grabbed her, and buried her face in his arms.

"You are so old, you are going to report to Lord Yama soon, and when Lord Yama asks you if you have done anything wrong, this is a piece now, right?"

"Hey, how do you talk young man!" An old lady said angrily.

"I'm kind enough to advise you to accumulate some yin virtue for yourself."

"You ......"

Pei Xuan ignored them, hugged Chu Yi back to the vegetable stall, and first sent the two children to sell vegetables with cakes, and he pulled Chu Yi to sit down behind.

"Are you alright?"

Chu Yi tied his head very low, and his body trembled slightly: "Can you help me buy a mask?" ”

Pei Xuan thought for a moment, "You wait." ”

After waiting for a while, Pei Xuan came back, but it was not the mask he bought, but the paint.

Chu Yi looked at him puzzled, and saw that he mixed the paint, smeared it on his face against the glass window behind him, and soon had an oil painting face. He called the two children over and painted them as well.

"You can come along."

Without waiting for Chu Yi to say anything, Pei Xuan had already wiped a handful on her face.

Chu Yi hesitated for a moment, put down the hand covering the scar on the left side of his face, and let Pei Xuan paint it. When it was done, she looked out of the glass window and couldn't see the ugly scars.

She turned her head, and the streets were full of people, and everyone who passed by would look at her, and the look was still not very friendly, but she wouldn't dodge.

"It's not your scars that keep you from looking up, it's yourself." Pei preached.

Because of the oil paint on the faces of the four people, they sold out of vegetables very quickly.

"Let's go through the market." Pei Xuan pulled up Chu Yi.

When the two children heard that they could visit the market, they hurriedly put on their backs with excitement.

The two big and two small walked around the bazaar with the oil paint on their faces, and everyone who passed by would look at them, and Chu Yi slowly straightened his waist under so many gazes, no longer dodging.

Since her disfigurement, she is very afraid of looking at others, and always subconsciously wants to hide, wear a mask, and close her heart.

The wound on his face healed, but the wound in his heart was still bleeding and painful.

The money from selling vegetables was not enough to buy painting utensils, so Chu Yi funded part of the money, and then he bought it all.

When she turned on her phone to scan the code, a call came in.

Yan Bei's leaning.

She watched his name pop on the screen of her phone, and suddenly became angry, as if he had been stabbed and the man was holding the knife and gesturing it in her chest.

Because the mobile phone kept ringing, he immediately called in again, and there was no way to scan the code, Chu Yi took a deep breath and walked outside the art supply store to connect the phone.

"Where are you?"

After the phone was connected, it was the first thing he asked, because he was in a hurry, and he could hear heavy gasps.

"Where am I, is it your business?"

"Chu Yi ......" the other end of the phone paused, "Tell me, I'll go find you." ”

"I don't want to see you, never."

"I contacted you with a plastic surgery hospital abroad that can heal the scar on your face, you can hate me, but you shouldn't be stupid enough to refuse this opportunity to restore your appearance, right?"

"I refuse."

Yan Beitian sighed deeply, "Chu Yi, what do you want me to do?" ”

"I want you to stop bothering me."

Yan Beitian was silent for a long time, and said, "Okay, as long as you listen to my arrangement to treat the injuries on your face." ”

Chu Yi hung up the phone directly, and said a few more words to Yan Beitian, she felt very tired.