Chapter 3 Mu Qing

From the first moment she saw him, Hu Xiner felt that his jawline was smooth and his facial bones should be good. She thought that there might be some irreversible scars on his face, so he disguised himself.

Who would have thought that a person who looked like an immortal and resembled Pan An would actually dress up as an ugly person!

Every facial feature was as delicate as a sculpture. Hu Xiner's hand fell on his thin lips, the pink and rosy color of which could not be mixed with paint.

beautiful!

It completely suits her aesthetic point of view as an art student!

She stared at him straight, and the "tramp" looked away, avoided her sight, and tilted his head.

"Don't look at it."

Hu Xiner came to her senses and realized that she was like a nymphomaniac.

She smiled shyly twice, "Just a look, I'm not going to eat you."

"What's your name? Why are you disguising yourself?" Hu Xin'er asked as she found a broken earthenware bowl at the cave entrance, filled it with water and brought it to him. "Wash your hair, too."

"No, I don't have a name." The man refused decisively, and as he said that, he grabbed a handful of black mud and tried to smear it on his face.

"Don't!"

Hu Xiner hurriedly grabbed his hand, thinking that the villagers said he had lost his memory and might have forgotten his own name, so this would save a lot of trouble.

She was thinking in her mind and smiling at the man with a gleam in her eyes.

"Do you want to fill your stomach and live in a big house?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"Ah? You don't have any dreams?"

Hu Xin'er was dumbfounded. She thought she could lure this handsome man into her trap with material things.

The handsome man continued to shake his head.

ah--

Hu Xiner just wanted to scratch her head and bang her head against the wall, but she endured it and put on a fake smile.

"You don't have what I have, but you said we are husband and wife, didn't you?"

The handsome man's gaze subconsciously moved down to her belly, and a look of loneliness flashed across his eyes.

"Once your injury is healed, you can leave at any time."

"Leave your head alone!"

Hu Xin'er couldn't help but spit out sweet words, "Are you stupid? I'm not pregnant. Now that you've said that, you have to take responsibility. I don't want you to support me, but you have to help me make money!"

"No...no?" The man's lips trembled, and his face showed no emotion.

Hu Xiner stood up, put one hand on her waist, and pointed to a pile of green plants and materials by the pond.

"That's the money I made. Wash your hair and I'll give you a name. From now on, you can't live in a muddleheaded way anymore, okay?"

She was inexplicably powerful, and the handsome man was very confused.

What can those leaves, unknown fruits and stones do?

Hu Xin'er was already immersed in her vision of the future, stroking her chin and thinking carefully.

"What name should we choose... Hmm... The young man looks like a beautiful woman, so the name is Qing, Qing, Mu Qing?"

She turned back happily, "How are you, Mu Qing?"

There is no doubt that the handsome man, his eyes are as soft as water, "As long as Miss Hu likes it."

As he spoke, he seemed to have let go of his worries. He stood up, walked towards the pool, and began to wash his long hair. "Miss Hu has done me a favor. I will never be able to repay her in this lifetime."

Tsk, this salted fish is quite loyal and knows how to repay kindness!

Hu Xiner swept away the haze she had experienced since traveling through time, and her mood suddenly brightened up.

At this moment, she had rolled up her sleeves and was sorting the materials.

Indigo is a blue dye, gardenia is mainly red, and turquoise is green.

Once green, blue, and red are gathered, plaster can be used as white. Once the most important original color tone is revealed, everything can be painted!

After the four kinds of paint were prepared, she busied herself with making pens out of pine needles and picking up some wood as a drawing board.

Mu Qing watched her busying around the whole time, completely bewildered. "Miss Hu, what do you want to do?"

Hu Xiner had been busy all morning, her head covered in sweat. She rubbed it with the back of her hand and her attention returned to the man's face.

At that moment, I was so surprised that I couldn't speak.

The black hair moves in the wind, and the man is handsome and elegant. Just a static picture is enough to explode one's heart.

beautiful!

Hu Xiner was so moved that she wanted to cry. God was so kind to her, she got such a handsome man for free!

"Husband, come on, I'll help you get rich!"

Hu Xiner grabbed his sleeve, carried her belongings on his shoulder, and led him to the market.

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Shuangxi Village is not very big, with only about five or six hundred households.

It was noon, and the streets were filled with hawking sounds and lined with vendors. Under the scorching sun, there were not many pedestrians, and it felt a bit quiet.

Mu Qing was much taller than Hu Xiner and followed behind Hu Xiner.

Washing the mud off his face felt like peeling off a layer of skin. He lowered his head, wishing he could bury it in his stomach.

"Have the awareness of being a handsome man and hold your head high!"

Compared with Mu Qing, Hu Xiner walked with the wind, and every step seemed to have its own BGM, and people who passed by her all looked at her sideways.

Sure enough, no matter what era, appearance is justice.

She took a quick glance and saw the landlord's lavish courtyard.

The eldest sister wanted to marry her to the landlord's stupid son. Hey, she didn't marry her off, and she even went to do business at his doorstep. Isn't she angry?

"Don't miss it if you're passing by. Ten copper coins for a portrait!"

She put down the wooden board, placed the paint aside, and called out in a crisp voice.

It was not until this moment that Mu Qing figured out what she was up to.

Painting is a craft, can she really paint?

Mu Qing doubted her ability, while the onlookers flocked to Hu Xiner's stall and started talking about her.

"Ten coppers for a portrait? They're robbing people in broad daylight!"