Chapter 90: Shen Changan slept in the same bed with Jiang Yi

At night, Jiang Li fell asleep early with his two children, and Shen Changan tutored Jiang Yi with his homework, and came to Jiang Yi's room after a simple wash.

The room is very small and the bed is very small, Jiang Yi is quite spacious to sleep alone, and it is very crowded with a big man like him.

"Teacher Shen, I'm very thin, I don't have much space."

Jiang Yi shrank inside the bed, leaving a large space for Shen Changan.

The windows of the room had not yet been repaired, and the cold wind mixed with the drizzle blew in in gusts of air.

Jiang Yi's room is not only small in bed, but also thin in quilt.

There was only some straw on the bed, and it was as hard as a stone.

Shen Changan glanced at the dark sky outside, listening to the crackling rainstorm, he already wanted to leave in the rain.

"Teacher Shen, you sleep, I specially got you a clean pillow."

Jiang Yi patted the pillow beside him and invited warmly.

Shen Changan fell on the bed and forced himself to close his eyes, he had never slept on such a hard bed even when he was in the barracks, and he had covered such a thin quilt in winter, unless he was marching in the field, otherwise the conditions were okay.

The quilt was cold, the bed was small, and he could feel the temperature coming from Jiang Yi from a distance.

I don't know what to stuff in the pillow, and it's soft and hard after lying down.

Shen Changan is worthy of being a soldier for two years, and his physical fitness is very good, and his body begins to heat up after lying down for a while.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze, when he felt a cold little body pressing towards him.

Shen Changan didn't like the approach of others, so he quickly moved to the side and opened up a distance.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Jiang Yi leaned over again, Shen Changan originally wanted to move away, but he was already attached to the edge of the bed, and if he moved again, he would fall under the bed.

Jiang Yi's body was so cold that Shen Changan couldn't bear to wake him up after all, so Jiang Yi slept with Shen Changan all night.

At five o'clock in the morning, Jiang Li was sleeping soundly, when there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Jiang Li lifted her eyelids and didn't want to get up, she was too tired to take care of the child last night, and she still hadn't slept enough.

Jiang Li was just about to fall asleep, when the knock on the door outside became more and more urgent.

Jiang Li was afraid that the knock on the door would wake up the two children, so he struggled to get up from the bed.

She quickly put on a coat, rubbed her eyes and walked out.

As soon as Jiang Li opened the door, several flashlights came over.

Jiang Li's eyes, which had not yet woken up, couldn't accept such a strong light, and immediately closed them again.

"Jiang Li! Jiang Li! My son is dying, draw a portrait of him! ”

The person who came was Aunt Li from the village, who usually spoke harshly and meanly, and used to say bad things about Jiang Li behind her back.

To be honest, Jiang Li doesn't like Aunt Li very much.

Aunt Li has a foolish son in his 30s, who is still an old bachelor, and on this condition, Aunt Li is still looking for a daughter-in-law for him.

Because everyone else thinks her son is stupid, and their family is really poor, no one wants Aunt Li to spend her lot of energy.

Because of these things, Aunt Li became more and more mean when she spoke and did things.

Jiang Li's reputation in Jiangjia Village was not good, and she couldn't hold her head up because of what she said.

The relationship between the two was so bad that Aunt Li even came to her to look for her portrait.

Although Jiang Li was short of money, he didn't want to make her money.

"Aunt Li, the children at home made a fuss last night, I didn't sleep well all night, and there is no portrait today, which is really inconvenient."

It rained all night last night, and although it had stopped this morning, the ground was muddy.

Jiang Li was about to go back to the room to continue sleeping, but he didn't expect Aunt Li, who had always been above the top, to kneel on the ground with a bang.

"Jiang Li, please help me, please help me! I know that I used to be bad, I didn't have a good relationship with you, and I also said bad things about you behind my back, it's my fault, but it has nothing to do with my son! ”

"My son went like this at a young age, he can't live without a portrait, please do me a favor, okay? If you're still mad at me, I'll ......."

Aunt Li was with me for a while, and Jiang Li yawned sleepily.

Just when Jiang Li was about to fall asleep, Aunt Li suddenly slapped herself twice.

"As long as you promise to help my son paint a portrait, I will get rid of my broken mouth in the future and never speak ill of anyone again!"

"In my life, it's bad in this mouth, I know that this problem is not good, but I just can't change it, this time in front of everyone, I, Li Cuiying, put the words here, as long as you help my son paint a portrait today, I will change, I will change!"

This Aunt Li knelt down and slapped herself, and Jiang Li was frightened by her operation.

However, if painting a portrait can help a woman with a broken mouth to change her ways, Jiang Li feels that it is still worth it.

"It's your business whether you change it or not, and the money for the portrait can't be less."

"That's for sure, that's for sure."

Aunt Li got up from the ground excitedly, and quickly took out a piece of money from her pocket and handed it over.

Jiang Li stepped forward to take the money, and she took the initiative to open the courtyard door.

Jiang Li was about to go out when he saw several strong men coming in with stretchers.

The stretcher was covered with a white cloth, the white cloth had been soaked with water, and Jiang Li looked carefully and found that there was still water running under the stretcher.

"What's going on?"

"Didn't it rain last night? My son ran out on his own in the middle of the night, but fell into the river and drowned, and I got up in the middle of the night to go to his room to check the situation, and when I took someone to look for it, I found that he was ......."

Aunt Li couldn't cry anymore when she said this, someone helped lift the white cloth, and Jiang Li saw that the corpse lying on the stretcher was swollen and white, and the whole person was completely devoid of human appearance.

Jiang Li frowned imperceptibly, how can he paint a portrait like this?

"Aunt Li, how do you ask me to paint a portrait of your son?"

This Aunt Li is not a good person at first glance, and if the painting is not good, she will definitely have to fight at that time.

Jiang Li is a person who likes to be quiet, and he doesn't like to mess himself up in these things.

Since she knew that there would be trouble from the beginning, she simply refused.

"Just don't draw him stupidly, whatever you want."

This Aunt Li was so good at talking this time, Jiang Li was a little unconvinced.

The villagers also helped to say good things, and Jiang Li reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Shen Changan had been a soldier and slept relatively lightly, he heard it as early as the first time he knocked on the door outside, and then Jiang Li opened the door and went out, and he also quietly walked out of the room.

"I'll say it first, whether you're satisfied or not, like I only paint once, you can take it and leave when you're done, don't say anything superfluous."

"If you can't agree to my condition, then leave right now, and don't look for me at all."

Jiang Li said this very directly, and Aunt Li nodded with tears in her eyes, "Don't worry, I will recognize it no matter how you draw it." ”