Shen Qingqing's eyes filled with admiration, "I have a more profitable job here, are you willing to take it?"
"Auntie, please speak."
"Xue Bao has opened several ready-to-wear stores, and the stores sell clothes designed and made by himself. These clothes are very novel in style and are not available in ordinary ready-to-wear stores. Customers can't even imagine what they look like before seeing the real ones.
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Shen Qingqing said eloquently: "So I would like to ask you to draw a small portrait of those clothes, one for each style, and finally bind it into a book for guests to enjoy and choose. Calligrapher and painter, what do you think?"
Shu Yiyan blushed because of the word "calligrapher and painter", lowered his head and whispered shyly: "I am willing, no matter how much money is required, aunt saved my life and my mother's, I can repay my kindness by painting a few portraits for my aunt."
Already."
"No, no, no." Shen Qingqing corrected him, "The clothing store belongs to Xuebao, and she should pay for it. As for the life-saving grace, you owe me, just pay me back later."
Shu Yiyan was a little confused, "Isn't Xuebao your daughter?" That day he also heard Meng Qixue calling her mother.
"That's right." Shen Qingqing smiled, "Mother and daughter are clearly settling the score. She doesn't lack the money anyway, so don't be polite to her."
Shu Yiyan: "..." These are really mother and daughter.
"This matter has been settled. When Xuebao recovers her health, I will bring her over to you to discuss how to draw it."
Shen Qingqing patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked to the bullock cart opposite to distribute food to everyone with Meng Yuan.
Shu Yiyan raised his head and looked at the beautiful scene in front of him, his heartbeat fluctuating.
The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with red clouds.
A bullock cart was parked under the dilapidated low wall. In front of the cart, handsome young men and women stood side by side, one loading rice and the other packing, their movements calm and tacit understanding.
On the other side, men and women in ragged clothes lined up obediently, communicating with each other and telling each other the joy and luck of being reborn after the disaster.
Everyone's faces were filled with bright and happy smiles.
Even more beautiful than this spring sky.
Shu Yiyan moved his fingers hanging by his side. For the first time, he was so eager to pick up a paintbrush and freeze this beautiful scene.
I still remember that my father once said to him before he started learning painting: "The real purpose of learning painting is not to make money, nor to gain fame and fortune, but to record every heart-beating moment in front of you."
He never understood this sentence.
Dad said that the moment a flower blooms is beautiful and worth painting; Dad said that the way a chick breaks out of its shell is cute and worth painting... But he thinks the flowers will fade after they bloom, and they will bloom again after they fade, and the chicks will grow up.
How can it be commemorative if it becomes a meal on the plate?
Only now did he understand that what is worth painting is not just a flower or a chick breaking out of its shell, but the story behind them or the painter's mood at that time.
At this moment, he had too much joy and emotion that he wanted to express with the brush in his hand.
Shu Yiyan carried two bamboo shoots and left eagerly, without even bothering to collect the food.
After distributing the food, it was already dark. Shen Qingqing handed the remaining medicinal materials to Luo Dashan and told him: "Manager Luo, remember to get up tomorrow morning and prepare medicine for everyone."
Luo Dashan slapped his chest loudly, "I promise to complete the mission!"
"Yes, you look like you are in charge." Shen Qingqing gave him a thumbs up, "But this is not enough. I will teach you a management formula, and you must remember it and practice it."
Luo Dashan kept nodding, "You say."
Shen Qingqing cleared her throat, "Be civilized and polite, speak kindly; don't get angry when things happen, and have a suitable mood; help others, and do it for yourself; the society is harmonious, and everyone is happy."
Luo Dashan read it again after her, with a very upright attitude towards learning. After reading it, he smiled simply, "It sounds quite easy to read, but I don't understand what it means."
Shen Qingqing: "...my fault."
I had no choice but to patiently tell him what I meant. This time Luo Dashan finally understood it, "I understand. You just think I have a bad temper, so you want me to control my temper?"
Shen Qingqing: "You are quite self-aware."
"Actually, my temper isn't too bad. I'm usually quite reasonable..." Luo Dashan muttered in a low voice. When he raised his head and met Shen Qingqing's murderous eyes, he quickly changed his words: "Okay, I'll change it."
In order to be a steward, I can change anything!
"Then let's go home and rest. We'll come back tomorrow." Shen Qingqing waved her hands and said goodbye to everyone.
When everyone returned to Qi's house, it was already dark, and the courtyard was noisy. Qi Xingtang was leading two boys out in a hurry. When they reached the door, they saw that Shen Qingqing and others had returned, and they were relieved.
"You are finally back. I was just going to find you! Olaf is sick again and is making a big fuss!"
When Shen Qingqing heard this, she immediately ran non-stop to the courtyard. Meng Yuan handed a packet of medicine left alone to Qi Xingtang, "Send it to the kitchen and fry it. It will be useful later."
"Okay, I'll cook the medicine right now." Qi Xingtang agreed.
In the backyard, Meng Qixue was lying on the bed and moaning. When she saw that Shen Qingqing had no energy to say hello, her eyes moved, and two strings of wet tears flowed down her eyelashes. She looked extremely pitiful.
Shen Qingqing was heartbroken. Thinking of the half piece of cake, she gritted her teeth angrily, "You, you..." She stood up but held it back. After all, now was not the time to settle accounts.
Ning helped her wipe her tears, turned around and explained to Shen Qingqing: "It was fine when I was eating, but it suddenly hurt after eating. Did you eat the wrong thing again?"
"No, it was not cured yesterday." Shen Qingqing explained and released the beetle, "The detox pill I fed her last night treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Just try another method. Sister Ning, don't panic."
The beetle had one of its legs bitten off by a lazy ball. It was feeling uncomfortable at the moment. It lay limply on the edge of the bed, reluctant to move.
Shen Qingqing urged it: "Go quickly. Once it's cured, I'll beat it up for you."
"Shen Qingqing, watch your face!" Lazy Ball bared his teeth.
Shen Qingqing tugged at its beard and said, "You are making things out of nothing, stirring up trouble, and maliciously hurting insects. Are you still reasonable?"
Lazy Ball drooped his tail, turned around and ran away.
When the beetle saw that it was deflated, it immediately became energetic and swung its wings into Meng Qixue's nostrils.
When Ning saw this, she screamed, "Oh my god! That insect..."
"I raised that insect, and it will come out on its own later." Shen Qingqing was afraid of scaring her, so she specifically told her about the side effects of deworming in advance, such as - it would make her laugh.
Ning was stunned when she heard this, "Hilarious? And it's like this?"
As soon as the words fell, Meng Qixue, who was originally as quiet as a chicken, suddenly let out a string of goose calls.
"Goose, goose, it's so itchy, mother, goose, goose, it's so itchy..."
The little girl was grinning, her eyes were crooked in laughter, and her mouth was drooling. Her little face was flushed with baby fat, and she looked like a dyed, steaming big meat bag. She was so cute.
Taozi next to her covered her mouth and burst into laughter, "Goose goose, such a lady is so cute, goose goose..."
The laughter of the two children, one big and one small, filled the room one after another, making Shen Qingqing get goosebumps all over the place. This chapter has been completed!