"oh."
Hearing Zhang Cuilian's words, Ning Huanxin nodded. At this time, she suddenly saw a bucket of latex paint placed in the corner of the yard. It was a big brand! And this taste…
"This latex paint is good. The formaldehyde content is very low. It is a big brand and guaranteed."
Ning Huanxin said nonchalantly: "In addition to the beauty of decoration, the most important thing people care about now is environmental protection."
"Oh, yes."
Hearing Ning Huanxin mention the latex paint, Du Jiutian's eyes flashed as if he was a little embarrassed.
"Ms. Ning, it's cold outside, why don't you come inside?"
"okay."
Ning Huanxin didn't refuse and went directly to the room.
Not long after she entered, Zhang Cuilian brought her a lot of fruit.
"Miss Ning, eat some fruit."
"Thank you Aunt Zhang."
Ning Huanxin had a meal here yesterday and was familiar with Zhang Cuilian. Seeing that Zhang Cuilian was not as reserved as yesterday, she asked gently.
"Aunt Zhang, is the person in the yard also from our village? Is he a decoration master?"
"You ask Lao Liu? He just knows a little bit about everything. There are not many young people in the village now. Anyone can come to him for any problems at home. He charges not much and can make a living by himself, so everyone in the village can benefit from it. "
Speaking of this, Zhang Cuilian sighed: "Actually, the sixth man is very good, honest, and willing to endure hardships. Unfortunately, he is too honest. When he was young, his wife went out to work and ran away with others. Later, he never went out again and stayed here all the time. In the village, it’s just that he is old, his family is not rich, and all the girls in the village want to marry in the city, so they keep putting it off, but he is not young anymore, he is still an old bachelor!”
Zhang Cuilian seemed to feel pity for Lao Liu.
but…
Different people have different choices.
Ning Huanxin didn't say much. What she cared about more was the bucket of paint.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Cuilian went to make dinner, while Lao Liu washed his face and hands and entered the room. When he saw Ning Huanxin, he nodded towards Ning Huanxin, as if he didn't know what to say.
Ning Huanxin looked at this man. Ning Huanxin didn't look carefully that day, but when she looked carefully today, she saw that this middle-aged man named Lao Liu was really tall and strong.
It seems that he should be responsible for the labor of the whole village.
As if he felt that Ning Huanxin was always looking at him, Lao Liu felt a little uncomfortable and raised his head to glance at Ning Huanxin.
"Miss Ning, haven't I washed my face?"
As he said this, he felt a little embarrassed and touched his face.
"No no."
Ning Huanxin smiled at the side: "I just feel familiar. Uncle, did we meet yesterday?"
Ning Huanxin asked knowingly and pretended not to know him.
Hearing her words, Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Ning Huanxin, and then said sincerely: "We met at the end of the village yesterday. I heard the village chief said that you were a guest in the villa. I thought You left yesterday."
"Ha ha."
Hearing his words, Ning Huanxin laughed: "I don't have a good memory. I just remembered it. Thank you uncle for reminding me yesterday, but... I went to see that house, and it seemed like nothing."
"What house?"
At this time, Du Jiutian walked in from the outside, heard Ning Huanxin's words, and asked casually.
"It's the vacant house at the entrance of the village."
Ning Huanxin said nonchalantly, quietly paying attention to Du Jiutian's changes.
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Du Jiutian was stunned for a moment. Neither he nor Lao Liu looked good.