Chapter 438 The Thief's Intentions Are Still There
Lu Qiaoge had been planning to take some time to talk to Shao Le about this, so he got out of the car and whispered to Shao Le, "I wanted to tell you something."
Shao Le immediately asked seriously, "What's the matter?"
"I heard that many people in the countryside play cards now. I don't know if your father is involved, but you should still keep an eye on him. He's not cold or hungry now, and he thinks that since you are taking care of his children, he won't feel any pressure. Maybe he can't help but join in the gambling..."
Shao Le was stunned when he heard this.
Lu Qiaoge added, "It would be best if your father didn't do this. If he does, don't worry. Based on your experience at the police station, just follow the rules. Your situation is special, and I've analyzed it, so it won't affect you."
Lu Qiaoge didn't say more. He believed Shao Le could understand.
Shao Le knew that Lu Qiaoge was capable and well-connected. She knew people wherever she went, and they were all very close. So, even though Lu Qiaoge's reminder wasn't very clear, she definitely knew something.
Shao Le thanked Lu Qiaoge, waved to Deputy Director Huang and the others, and walked towards the path under the road with his canvas bag.
When Lu Qiaoge returned to the subdistrict office, he saw Lin Xiaomin coming out of the subdistrict office. He also saw the strange look on Lin Xiaomin's face that she was trying hard to suppress.
What's going on?
Xiao Cangcang told her that Cheng Wen had been listening to the note these days and didn't dare to go home. Not only that, he was also talking secretly to the air, as if he thought the note was written by his deceased father.
Then Lin Xiaomin must have been wronged by Cheng's mother or did Qu Caifeng say something to her?
Qu Caifeng.
Why is he still so evil?
Lu Qiaoge greeted with a smile: "Comrade Lin, you are back from your business trip. When did you come back? Are you busy? If not, let's go into the office and talk."
Lin Xiaomin and Lao Hu have already met. Lao Hu doesn't care what the painting will be, and lets Lin Xiaomin decide.
He also told Lin Xiaomin generously that she could just tell him whatever she wanted.
Everything at work went smoothly. She had the final say on whatever was being drawn. Old Hu knew very well that an amateur would not command an expert.
Even though she didn't see Lu Qiaoge, she didn't put down the painting and the picture book, mainly because she didn't know how to tell others about it.
Unexpectedly, Lu Qiaoge came back before I even left.
She was just thinking about those annoying things.
I feel that life is so difficult.
She has never hurt anyone, nor done anything wrong to anyone, so why would a woman like this come and annoy her?
If she and Cheng Wen have no feelings for each other, then they can just get divorced.
But the relationship between them is very deep, and neither of them is willing to leave the other.
But now that Qu Caifeng has appeared, even if she doesn't take her seriously, she can't help but be influenced by her.
Lin Xiaomin quietly exhaled, still smiling, and said to Lu Qiaoge, "I just finished talking to Director Hu. I'll go back and design the drawings and start painting this afternoon. In two days... it should be almost done."
As for what to paint, Lu Qiage felt that people who were born in this era and have lived to this day know much more clearly than she does.
So she won't interfere in this matter and won't say a single word.
Lu Qiaoge said, "Comrade Lin, you must be very tired after just coming back from the grassroots. Why don't you take a rest and come back tomorrow? There's no rush. It can be done within a week."
After thinking about it, Lin Xiaomin shook her head. She didn't want to stay at home now. If she didn't need something, she wouldn't even want to go back: "It's okay, I'll start in the afternoon."
Then he said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you for what happened that night. If I hadn't met you, I might have caught a cold."
As for the rest, Lin Xiaomin didn't mention a word, and Lu Qiaoge didn't dare to ask.
Lin Xiaomin handed the painting and picture book to Lu Qiaoge and said, "I drew and bound this picture book myself. The story was compiled based on what I saw and heard during my visits to the grassroots. I wanted to give it to you. I also drew this painting a while ago. If you don't mind, please accept it."
At this time, the two people were in front of Lu Qiaoge's desk.
Lin Xiaomin unfolded the painting, and then Lu Qiaoge's eyes lit up.
She discovered that Lin Xiaomin was indeed talented in painting.
Lin Xiaomin's paintings give people a sense of vividness and life at first glance. The scenery in the paintings is lively, and it seems that emotions are flowing in them.
This may also be related to one’s state of mind.
Lu Qiaoge did not refuse. If he refused again, it would hurt people's feelings.
She said to Lin Xiaomin with a smile: "This painting is so beautiful, I like it so much, I want to frame it well, if you become a great painter in the future, then my painting will be worth a lot of money."
Lin Xiaomin blushed a little and said quickly, "I just like painting. I never thought of myself as a great painter. But I can't tell others like this, or they will laugh at me."
Nowadays, people advocate that humility makes people progress, while pride makes people fall behind.
Lin Xiaomin's reaction was normal. Lu Qiage smiled and said, "I don't talk like that to people." Then he picked up the comic book.
The comic strips were produced according to the current production standards of picture books.
Because it was probably drawn for fun, I used colored pencils, but the composition is clever and the colors are bright. It's similar to the New Year pictures sold today.
This was the cover. Lu Qiaoge asked Lin Xiaomin to sit down. Although she didn't plan to look closely, since they were in the office after all, she still flipped through the pages one by one. Halfway through, she looked at Lin Xiaomin and said in surprise, "Sister Xiaomin, this story is really good. Did you write it yourself?"
When Lin Xiaomin heard this, her eyes suddenly became bright. She felt very proud that her paintings could be appreciated by others, especially by someone as talented as Lu Qiaoge. She nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes, I created it myself."
"Oh, your story is so interesting. It's original and positive, and it promotes an inspiring spirit."
Being praised by Lu Qiaoge, the gloom in Lin Xiaomin's eyes disappeared. Now her face was full of smiles.
Lu Qiage was not exaggerating. It was not that she had never read comic books. On the contrary, she had read a lot of them. After all, they were fun. She had come into contact with all the characteristics unique to this era.
Not counting the usual money and food coupons, there are also picture books, comic strips, canvas pockets, Galaha, tin frogs, bellows, string puppets, making flower-drawing and folding gourds, etc. If you have the chance, you must try them.
By the way, she also jumped rope with a few little girls.
So she knew that the picture book hand-painted by Lin Xiaomin was of top quality.
Especially since it is in line with the current situation and what is advocated and promoted above...
(End of this chapter)
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