Chapter 348 Wen Zhenyi's Painting
Dong Li is now very busy and there are still many people waiting for him in the yard.
"Village chief, we can come to the village to buy land and build a house. Please help our family move here."
Dong Li looked at the large family in front of him and said, "It's not that I don't want you to move, but the village's population has exceeded the limit. I have to go talk to the mayor."
"Village chief, please, it's not easy for us to come here from so far away." The people on the side were still begging.
"I know it's not easy for you, but I can't just move you all here just because you say you want to move. What will happen to the fields in your village?"
"We can sell it and reclaim the wasteland here."
Dong Li only felt a wave of headache. Ever since the news about the private school spread, there were people like this here every day.
I come to him every day hoping to transfer my household registration so that I can send my children to school.
This is what Wen Zhen saw when he arrived: "Grandpa Village Chief, what are you doing?"
Dong Li gestured for her to wait aside, then turned to the people and said, "You guys go back and wait for news. When the mayor responds, I'll find someone to give you a message."
"Thank you for your help."
Dong Li watched them all leave, then he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Wen Zhenyi: "I used to think our village had few people, but now I feel that having fewer people is good."
Wen Zhenyi smiled and said, "Having a large number of people has its advantages, and having a small number of people has its advantages."
"That's true. What brings you to see me today?"
"I want to ask, is there any manpower available in the village right now?"
"what you up to?"
"Make some wooden boxes."
"I'm afraid there aren't many families who can spare any manpower. Besides the people who have to look after the fields, some are already building houses. It's really hard to find anyone for the time being."
"Are you in a hurry?"
"It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's just that the number is a bit too much."
"This is not easy to do. How about asking people from the neighboring villages for help?" Dong Li suggested.
"That's all we can do."
"I'm familiar with the village chiefs in the neighboring village. I'll ask them to come to you tomorrow."
"Thank you, Grandpa Village Chief."
"Don't be polite. It's not that we really don't have the money, otherwise we wouldn't give it to others." Dong Li said the truth.
Wen Zhenyi was in a bit of a dilemma. In the past, Shen Hanxing helped her draw the pictures, but now she really didn't know who to ask for, nor did she know how they were doing.
When Wen Yongman came back from the private school, he saw Wen Zhenyi lying on the table drawing something, and there were some scattered paper balls on the ground.
He bent down and picked up the paper ball on the ground. He opened it and looked at the contents. He almost laughed himself to death: "Sister, are you drawing ghost pictures?"
Wen Zhenyi turned his head to look at the ball of paper in his hand, and then looked at what he was drawing in his hand. The lines were thick and thin, and the painting was abstract, and it really felt a bit like scribbles.
She threw the brush in her hand onto the table. She had no talent for painting. She knew in her mind what she wanted, but when she actually started, the painting was completely different from what she had imagined.
Seeing her frustrated expression, Wen Yongman picked up all the paper balls on the ground and put them away. These could still be used to start a fire and should not be wasted. "Sister, what on earth are you trying to do?"
"I just want to draw a box for snacks." Wen Zhenyi said and looked at Wen Yongman: "Xiaoman, how are you drawing?"
Wen Yongman shrugged helplessly: "Almost the same as you."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the painting on the table and gave up helplessly: "Forget it, I won't paint anymore."
Wen Yongman scratched his head: "If only Brother Shen were here, he would definitely know what you want."
"I wish he were here too, but this is not the case."
“Let’s go find Grandpa Shen, he should be able to draw.”
"Okay, let's go find him."
Shen Xiucai looked at the brother and sister who came into the yard, with a smile on his face: "Why are you two here at this time?"
“Grandpa Shen, can you draw?”
"Yes, but not in such a good way."
"Please help me draw something."
"Okay!" Shen Xiucai said as he took out his writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone: "Go ahead."
Wen Zhenyi described to him what he wanted and then waited for the result.
But when they got the result, both the brother and sister were dumbfounded.
Wen Yongman looked at the painting and shook his head: "Sister, let's find someone else."
Shen Xiucai looked at what he had drawn. To be honest, he didn't know what he had drawn, but he felt that he had drawn it correctly.
"Isn't that right?"
Wen Yongman looked at him and said, "Grandpa Shen, you are only a little bit better at drawing than your sister." As he spoke, he used two fingers to indicate a small distance.
"It's not that bad!" Shen Xiucai began to doubt himself.
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Wen Yongman took out a picture drawn by Wen Zhenyi from somewhere and showed it to him: "Look for yourself."
Mr. Shen took the crumpled piece of paper and fell silent.
Looking at it this way, it seems that I draw only a little better than her.
Wen Zhenyi was a little helpless: “Grandpa Shen, I will think of other ways.”
"Wen girl, why don't you go find those old guys like Wang Yiheng? They should be able to draw it."
Wen Zhenyi went to find Wang Yiheng and others again. The painting was completed, but he always felt that something was missing.
In the end, she didn't bother with it anymore and just made do with it.
She thought that the village chief of the neighboring village would not be back until at least tomorrow, but when she returned with the finished drawings, he had already arrived.
Aunt You was much plumper after giving birth: "Shinichi, the village chief and the chief of the neighboring village are waiting for you in the hall."
“So fast.”
"What so fast?"
"It's okay, Aunt You, go ahead and do your work."
"Okay, I'm going to get busy. Call me if you need anything."
Wen Zhen nodded and walked towards the hall: "Grandpa Village Chief, you are really efficient."
Dong Li glanced at the three people sitting next to him and said, "It's not that I'm efficient, it's that they heard there's money to be made and are afraid that if they run too slow, someone else will get there first."
Of the three people sitting next to him, two were younger and one was about the same age as Dong Li. “Meet the three village chiefs.”
"Miss Wen, you are too polite." The three men stood up and returned her greeting.
Wen Zhenyi sat down next to them: "In that case, I'll get straight to the point."
"You say it, you say it."
Wen Zhenyi placed the paper in his hand on the table: "This is what I want to make. You need to use wood to make it, and there will be some carving. See if you can complete it. Only take it if you can, otherwise it will delay things."
The three village chiefs gathered around the table and looked at the drawings on it. There were round and square wooden boxes with small grids inside.
There are some lotus leaves and lotus flowers carved on the outside of the box, and a lotus flower is carved in the middle of the box.
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