Miserable Muyan would hold back tears of sympathy for her.
It wasn't until the moiré python was completely turned into a meat sauce that the fourth senior sister suddenly woke up, "Oh, no, the lunch I finally found for the little junior sister was smashed into a meat sauce by me again. Alas, everything How can you eat it when it's covered in mud!"
The corner of Muyan's mouth twitched, she sort of understood that people from Xiaoyaomen are so strong, how could they be so poor
The feelings are either weird or violent. When the food is in their hands, they don't even hold the leftovers.
…
Entering the Xiaoyaomen from the back door, Muyan saw Chu Moli, the third senior brother who was dressed in a clear and bright body, sitting in a wheelchair.
Chu Moli was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a handsome appearance and a slender figure.
In front of me is a pair of lakes and mountains, blue sky and rising sun.
In the morning light, he was holding a paintbrush and drawing on the easel he had set up.
That appearance really looks like a dignified gentleman, elegant scholar, incompatible with this violent and impoverished Xiaoyaomen.
As a result, Muyan approached quietly, and when she saw Chu Moli's painting, she was dumbfounded.
I saw that there was no blank space on the huge drawing paper, only a dazzling scarlet color.
Among the scarlet is a ferocious roar, a ghost head drilled out of the lava of hell.
And the dense white bones being bitten by the ghost head.
As if sensing her approach, Chu Moli turned his head and showed a gentle smile, "What do you think of my painting?"
The veins on Muyan's forehead twitched: I don't know how well you draw, but I seem to feel that you are a pervert.
Faced with such a beautiful lake and spring scenery, you can actually draw such a dark, treacherous and bloody picture.
She forced a smile, "It's pretty good."
Chu Moli's smile became more and more gentle, "Thank you, Junior Sister, for your compliment!"
Muyan shook her head, and quickly backed away.
…
After seeing Chu Moli's abnormality, Muyan didn't feel surprised when she saw the fifth senior brother with light makeup and bright colors, but felt very kind.
"Fifth Master... sister, good morning."
Ling Yusheng raised his head from the pattern being embroidered, showing a beautiful face, and said angrily, "Didn't you see that I was embroidering? What if I made a sudden noise, and I ruined this mandarin duck?"
Muyan asked with great interest: "What did Fifth Senior Sister embroider?"
Ling Yusheng glanced at her, but still replied: "Mandarin duck and cloud pattern purse."
"It's so beautifully embroidered!" Muyan looked enviously at Ling Yusheng's slender and beautiful ten fingers, holding a thin needle and shuttled back and forth on the cloth, "I don't have this skill at all. Fifth Senior Sister, you are amazing!"
Her Xiaobao's clothes were all torn and bought new ones at first.
Later, when Xiaobao got older, it was Xiaobao who made up for it.
She is so incompetent as a mother.
Ling Yusheng immediately showed a flowery smile when she heard her praise her skills, "Little mouth is so sweet, so what if I give you this purse after I embroider it?"
"real?"
"Hmph, of course it's true, when did my family ever tell lies!"
Muyan left satisfied.
But Ling Yusheng looked at her back, unable to recover for a long time, and muttered in his mouth: "Don't she really think that I am a different kind, a disgusting monster?"
…
It only took Muyan two hours to visit Xiaoyaomen, including the front and back mountains.
She wanted to ask Luo Yu how to make a living and get Xiaoyaomen out of abject poverty.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lan Luoyu, a cute boy, lying on the table with a solemn face, seriously drawing something.