Ping'an County Bank.
Wang Song handed the passbook to the bank teller and said urgently, "Comrade, please help me withdraw all the money in here."
Seeing his anxiety, the teller flipped to the last page of the passbook and her eyes widened in surprise. Good heavens, a full 300,000 yuan!
"Sir, are you sure you want to withdraw everything?" the teller asked.
“Take it all out, my son needs the money urgently,” Wang Song said.
"Please enter your password first," the teller said, pointing to the password input device on the counter. Wang Song followed the instructions and entered his password three times in a row.
After confirming the PIN was valid, the teller asked, "Sir, is there something urgent for your son?"
Wang Song frowned, not wanting to tell her the truth, so he said, "My wife has cancer, and my son and I need to give her dialysis."
The teller nodded. "Since you're withdrawing so much money, you need to make an appointment three days in advance. I'll ask the manager to come down so you can make an appointment with him first."
"Three days?" Wang Song became even more anxious. "Can you hurry up? Can you get the money for me right now?"
"No, the bank doesn't have that much money. You must make an appointment in advance," the teller patiently reminded him.
In the provincial capital, there is a street stall in front of the Brothers Supermarket on Garden Road.
The stall consisted of two folding beds with bamboo poles tied to both sides by ropes, from which various paintings were hung.
There are sketches, oil paintings, anime characters, and traditional Chinese landscape paintings.
These are all works by Li Mingzhu.
Li Mingzhu sat in a chair, holding a drawing board in her arms, sketching a portrait of a beautiful high school girl.
I heard my husband shouting, "Look, look! Li Mingzhu, the national champion of the Qi Baishi Cup, the author of One Piece, a member of the Artists Association, and a famous painter, is painting live!"
"Don't miss out! On-site sketches are 10 yuan each, couple sketches are 20% off, and all the paintings on the stall are 2 yuan each."
"Two yuan, you won't lose out, you won't be cheated, everything is two yuan, everything is two yuan."
The high school girl chuckled, and seeing Wang Peng's comical hawking, she couldn't help but laugh out loud again.
Li Mingzhu smiled slightly, and after the beautiful woman finished laughing, he continued to draw her portrait.
"Mingzhu, will One Piece be discontinued?" the high school student asked. "I love One Piece the most, and the teacher has already confiscated three of my volumes."
"Hehe, my teacher also confiscated my comics," Li Mingzhu said with a smile. "One Piece will never be discontinued, I have a lot of drafts saved up."
"That puts my mind at ease." Gao Zhong patted his chest confidently, while continuing to peek at Wang Peng's shouts.
At this moment, a middle-aged man came to buy a painting. Wang Peng greeted him with a smile, and after chatting for three minutes, the man bought a sunflower painting.
Wang Peng continued to hawk his wares, "Ladies and gentlemen, come and take a look..."
The Brothers Supermarket, which was burned down to a blackened building, is now being used by its owner to sell paintings at a street stall, and he's actually quite popular with buyers.
Some people felt sorry for Wang Peng's plight, some admired his attitude, and many more were simply looking to donate money; whether he painted or not didn't matter, they just considered it a donation.
A young woman stopped her bicycle. "Boss Wang, give me five paintings."
Wang Peng said with a smile, "Big sister, aren't you going to get off the bus and pick them out?"
"I'm not picky, just give me five."
The young woman took out ten yuan and said, "Boss Wang, hurry up and open Brother Supermarket. I went to Huihuang Supermarket to buy plastic basins these past few days, and they all broke in less than three days. It makes me so angry."
Wang Peng picked out five paintings for her and said with a smile, "Don't worry, big sister, Brother Supermarket will definitely reappear in front of you, I promise."
Over here, high school girl Sun Feng asked in a low voice, "Sister Mingzhu, do you really want to live like this?"
"Oh?" Li Mingzhu said, "Sister, just say what you have to say, I'm listening."
Sun Feng said softly, "If I were you, I would never want the child in my belly. I would definitely divorce him and then find a better man."
Li Mingzhu chuckled softly, "Why? Because I love my husband very much."
"Love can't put food on the table. You need love, but you also need bread; you need beauty, but you also need allure."
Sun Feng said, "I can enjoy the good life with a man, but I won't suffer with him. A former millionaire has fallen to selling paintings on the street, and you still want to suffer with him?"
Li Mingzhu shook her head, "I can't just say I love you when my husband is rich. I will tell my husband I love you no matter what."
“Little sister, I actually prefer our current life. I’m in charge of painting, and he’s in charge of selling the paintings. We’re together every day.”
This is the wonderful life that Li Mingzhu has always dreamed of.
“Sister Mingzhu, your thinking is outdated.” After saying that, Sun Feng stopped talking.
After Li Mingzhu finished drawing, she looked at her own sketch, took out ten yuan and gave it to Li Mingzhu, then left with the sketch.
A young couple is sitting on a chair.
The boy asked, "Sister Mingzhu, could you draw cartoon portraits for us, like the One Piece style?"
“No problem,” Li Mingzhu said. “A double portrait costs twenty yuan, but I’ll give you a 20% discount, so you can pay sixteen yuan.”
"Okay, thank you, Sister Mingzhu," the girl said. "I'm also a fan of One Piece, and I like Luffy the most."
"Thank you too." Li Mingzhu smiled slightly and picked up her brush to draw their portraits.
Just then, a little girl of about five or six years old walked up to Wang Peng, looked up at him, and asked, "Are you Brother Wang Peng?"
Wang Peng quickly squatted down and said with a smile, "Little sister, I'm Wang Peng."
The little girl turned to look at Li Mingzhu, quickly shoved the note in her hand into Wang Peng's hand, and then turned and ran away.
Wang Peng scratched his head. "What's going on now? Is this some kind of underground party rendezvous?"
He opened the note the girl had given him. It read, "Third floor of Hongyun Cafe across the street, Room 302, Li Mengjiao."
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