However, this is for the best.
Young people? It's hard to grow without experiencing some ups and downs in love.
As you grow older, you'll realize that most emotions in life are superficial, and the simple things like a meal or a bowl of porridge are more real.
...
The sound of Xie's voice echoed in the kitchen.
A short while later.
Huang Erlan ran over again.
He leaned close to Su Jiaoniang and said, "Something's happened! Everyone in the county is going crazy over it. They say our magistrate was attacked by an assassin yesterday and his lower body was cut off. He's now a eunuch. He's really in a terrible state!"
When you're in a really bad situation, you find out that someone else is in an even worse situation.
It was a strange kind of happiness.
Huang Erlan experienced it.
It just so happens that the county magistrate's social status and knowledge are far superior to his.
But so what? The county magistrate is now a eunuch.
"Who's so bold?" Su Jiaoniang asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.
His gaze shifted between the two perverts in his own household.
Lu Wujiu continued to process the letters sent by the State of Qi.
Fu Tu held a medicine hammer in his hand, quietly pounding medicine. Ever since Song Qian became the county magistrate, Fu Tu had rarely read books.
Every now and then, he would gather some strange herbs and experiment with them himself.
Song Qian is really...
This has had a huge impact on their family's life.
"It's really quite tragic. You should hurry up and find someone to settle down with. If something unexpected happens one day, you won't even have children. What's the point of working so hard to earn money then?"
"Could it be that it's for the child's expenses?" Huang Erlan vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Su Jiaoniang's statement.
But it seems there's no problem.
Men earn money so that their wives and children can spend it.
Especially since he had no parents and was raised by his uncle from a very young age.
...
Huang Erlan staggered away.
Su Jiaoniang packed the purified alcohol into containers.
“Mother, the way you’re trying to fool Huang Erlan is so strange!” Futu suddenly said.
Su Jiaoniang smiled.
Was she just bluffing?
They felt that Huang Er was too lazy and arrogant. Now that he had a family and needed to spend money more, he could continue to work honestly.
She's starting to resemble an unscrupulous boss.
From then on, all business owners spoke kindly and gently to young men.
Men who have families and children, especially those with mortgages, tend to be less respectful in their speech.
Fu Tu thought Su Jiao Niang was behaving well at this moment.
He reached out and took Su Jiaoniang's pulse!
Su Jiaoniang's lips twitched. Couldn't she be a little mischievous?
This kid has to be so serious... he deserves a beating!
"Dean, I brought you something," Su Tong's voice rang out.
Su Jiaoniang looked outside.
Su Tong was holding a painting in his hand.
It's a very large painting, made of rice paper, with all the edges and corners covered up.
“It was drawn by the younger children at the orphanage for the disabled. They missed you and knew you hadn’t had time to visit recently. They were worried that you missed them too, so they spent their own money to bring it to you.”
As Su Tong spoke, he carefully observed Su Jiaoniang with his eyes.
If the dean doesn't like this method, he won't send gifts anymore.
If we can accept this... then our younger siblings will have more joy and more to look forward to.
At the very least, I can draw with more anticipation every day.
Instead of staring at each other with wide, ignorant eyes, playing in the mud all day long, we just stared at each other.
People's lives should be more fulfilling.
Su Tong was very nervous.
Su Jiaoniang's eyes lit up as she stared at the drawing on the paper. It was very childlike, and although the brushwork wasn't particularly good, the artist had tried their best to bring out their most distinctive features.
Some people have only one eye.
Some people have pockmarked faces.
Some people had a small tiger painted on their bare arms.
She didn't know when it started, but the characteristics of each of these children were imprinted in her mind.
The moment you see the painting, you can connect the person to the painting.
"It's very pretty, I like it very much!" Su Jiaoniang rolled up the flower in her hand and hung it in the study.
Futu saw this and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.
Doesn't it seem strange to hang this kind of painting in a room?
The person was drawn to look like a ghost, with very bold use of color, including green. If a thief saw it at night, his heart would probably jump out of his chest.
But Mom thinks it looks good!
Never mind, Mother's taste has always been strange!
Perhaps, she just thinks it looks good!
Su Jiaoniang looked at Feng Yuwei in the courtyard and said, "Mr. Feng, could you please draw a portrait of me as well? I won't be going out for now, so I'll let the children see the portrait of me in the shack."
“Okay!” Feng Yuwei himself was a master painter.
The moment she picked up her pen, a woman with a blend of boldness and gentleness appeared on the paper.
During this time, the little girl would occasionally let out a "waaaaa" sound.
As she watched, Xiao Ya also took out a piece of paper and started drawing while staring at Su Jiaoniang.
Both of them finished writing at the same time.
The person Xiaoya drew had huge limbs and a short body, looking just like a spider.
But its head is enormous!
In short, when Su Jiaoniang saw the painting, she didn't think it resembled her at all.
Feng Yuwei glanced at what the little girl had drawn, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes. Was he still a master?
What did his students draw?
The drawings that Mingming produced during his lessons looked quite impressive.
"Little girl, is this your mother?" Feng Yuwei asked Su Jiaoniang first.
He looked a little nervous, thinking that he was about to be fired as a teacher.
“Yes, that’s Mom!” the little girl continued, “Mom is very busy and tired, and her two hands are not enough, so I drew her hands to be much longer. She is busy every day and gets thin from exhaustion, so her body is a little smaller?”
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