Just as Wang Fan stopped writing, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Wang Fan raised his head, but saw a child by the door, and looked into the store.

As soon as the young man saw Wang Fan staring at him, there was a hint of hesitation on his face, and he was about to decide whether to enter or not.

His eyes were attracted by the paintings around him, and he involuntarily walked in and said in surprise: "Uncle, are these paintings by you?

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed to a white-haired tiger on the wall, but he had chosen one for himself.

It was a beast that Wang Fan had seen in his childhood, and fortunately he was an innate martial artist at that time, otherwise he might not be able to deal with this tiger.

At this time, Wang Fan had already put down the paintbrush, and after putting away Li Qiang's painting, Wang Fan stood up, came to the young man's side, squatted down and asked gently, "Is that the tiger you are talking about?"

"Hmm!" the boy nodded.

Seeing this, Wang Fan stood up without hesitation, took down the painting on the wall, rolled it up slowly, then tied it up, and then handed it to the young man.

After the young man took the painting, he immediately cheered, hugged it in his arms, and said to Wang Fan crisply, "Thank you, uncle!" After speaking, he left Wang Fan's shop in a hurry.

Hearing this, Wang Fan smiled slightly, it's just a painting, what about giving it away.

Wang Fan walked to the door, looked up, the young man was the child of the restaurant seller opposite, and when he walked to the door of his house, he said loudly: "Daddy, I have a tiger, look at it!"

Hearing this, a man and a woman walked out of the wine flag, looked at their child kindly, and touched his little head, which made the young man a little unhappy, and the three of them smiled heartily.

Seeing this scene, it evoked memories in Wang Fan's heart.

When he was a child, he seemed to have had this experience, and now it seems that everyone has had this experience.

The boy's father took the scroll and took a closer look at it, and even though he was just a sake brewer, he knew that he couldn't just take other people's things.

But looking at the happy eyes of his children, he was a little unbearable.

After a little silence, he pulled his wife and children over and said, "Little brother, the child is not sensible, how much is this painting?"

Hearing this, Wang Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "This is what I gave him, no money!"

Hearing this, the man hesitated, glanced at Wang Fan and said, "You just came here, I haven't seen you before!"

Wang Fan nodded and replied, "That's right, in Xia Wang Fan, he has only moved here for a short time, and I don't know the eldest brother's surname?"

"In the next surname Zeng, Minglin, this is my wife, as for this kid, it is our son, Zeng Lei, whose name is Xiaoshi. ”

"Zeng Lei!" Wang Fan muttered in his mouth, and exclaimed: "Two trees become forests, three stones become mountains, and they will become big timber in the future, which is a good name!"

Hearing this, Zeng Lin and his wife showed a smile on their faces, they were extremely happy with Wang Fan's words, who would hate other people's praise!

Zeng Lin smiled heartily at this time and said: "Little brother, if you don't dislike it, come to my house for dinner tonight, it will be regarded as the fate of you and my two families to know each other, how can you do it without eating and drinking some wine." ”

As for Zeng Lin's wife, she also had a smile on her face, and her impression of Wang Fan was not bad, after all, Wang Fan gave Zeng Lei a painting, no matter what, you have to express it, not to mention that you will have to get along in the future.

Hearing this, Wang Fan's heart was filled with an unspeakable emotion, something he had never felt in a stranger since he had practiced.

After a moment's hesitation, he nodded.

Seeing this, Zeng Lin's family all smiled, only to hear Zeng Lin smile and say, "Since this is the case, then tonight, you must come at that time!"

After speaking, Zeng Lin returned to his shop.

When leaving, Zeng Lei trotted to Wang Fan's side, and said uneasily: "Uncle, my father's fruit wine is delicious, remember that you must come tonight!

As he spoke, he made the strange face of a puppy on his face, and trotted away.

In this regard, Wang Fan smiled slightly and nodded again, he didn't want to be treated as a puppy.

......

When night fell, Zeng Lei trotted to Wang Fan's shop, lay on the cabinet and said, "Uncle Wang, my father asked me to call you for dinner." ”

Hearing this, Wang Fan looked at the unfinished painting on the table, thought about it for a while, and then gave up continuing to paint and put down the brush in his hand.

At the same time, Wang Fan did not forget to reply: "Okay, you go back first! I'll clean up and come over immediately." ”

Hearing this, Zeng Lei left first, children, things are always done in such a hurry, and he was like this at this time.

At this time, inside Zeng Lin's wine flag, a boxy table was placed in an empty space, surrounded by some wine jars, which contained all kinds of wine.

There were a few home-cooked side dishes on the table, and Zeng Lei, who had been playing for a day, couldn't help but be hungry, and he raised his chopsticks to eat.

As a result, he was stopped by Zeng Lin, who was holding a wine jar, and shouted: "Your Uncle Wang hasn't eaten yet, so you have to use chopsticks?"

Seeing this, Wang Fan immediately said: "It's not in the way, children, I'm hungry after a day of playing, come here, Xiaoshi, uncle will clip a chicken leg for you, eat it quickly." ”

Hearing Wang Fan say this, Zeng Lin naturally wouldn't say anything more, after all, this is his own son, isn't it clear to him what is going on on weekdays?

Then Zeng Lin walked to the table and sat down, removed the wine seal, and gave Wang Fan a bowl, and then also brought himself a bowl.

At this time, Zeng Lei, who was eating chicken legs, suddenly shouted: "Dad, I also want to drink fruit wine." ”

Hearing this, Zeng Lin showed a wry smile on his face, and had to pour a small cup for Zeng Lei, his son inherited the tradition of the old Zeng family.

Like himself, he has been drinking since he was a child, and he is a lover of wine, and the craft of winemaking will definitely be passed on to his son in the future.

At this dinner, Wang Fan drank fruit wine and ate home-cooked food, his mood became more peaceful, and the spiritual power in his body flowed involuntarily.

Especially this fruit wine, just like Zeng Lei said, it is really good, but it aroused the wine worm in Wang Fan's belly, which makes people have an endless aftertaste.

After this day, the relationship between Wang Fan and Zeng Lin's family quickly warmed up.

So much so that in addition to painting every day, he drank the fruit wine sent by Zeng Lei, and his life was very comfortable.

And his shop was already full of paintings he had made, except for the figures, the rest were some monsters he had seen.

On each painting, there is a huge amount of spiritual power condensed, and mortals naturally can't see anything, and if a cultivator comes, he will definitely be surprised.

Because the higher the cultivation of the human beings, or demon beasts on these paintings, the greater the spiritual power consumed by Wang Fan to paint, so the power of these paintings is also greater.

For example, one of the paintings has a dragon painting, which is a demon beast in the middle of the Yudan that Wang Fan slaughtered at the beginning, so this painting is also equivalent to the full force of the monk in the middle of the Jiedan.

Therefore, these paintings are basically equivalent to those one-time use talismans, and the value is extremely high, but until now, no monk has discovered this small shop opened by Wang Fan.

After all, this place is too remote, and Wang Fan didn't think about going over to publicize it.

Outside, in the store, there are all Wang Fan's original paintings, and in the depths of the store, there is a series of cabinets full of scrolls.

These were all made by Wang Fan later, and because the store could no longer be placed, Wang Fan put them on the cabinet.