The miserable mourning made her cry for sympathy.

Until the cloudy python was completely dumped into meat sauce, the Fourth Sister suddenly woke up and said, "Oh, no, I finally found lunch for the Little Sister, I fell into meat sauce again. It's all muddy, how can you eat it? ”

Mu 'an's mouth smoked, she kind of understood, the people at large are so powerful, how can they be poor like this?

Emotions are either strange or violent. They don't even have enough food to feed them.

……

Through the back door into the free door, Muyan saw his body clear and his third brother in a wheelchair, Chu, left.

Chu Qiu left Yi Qingcai, looked handsome, and had a weak figure.

There is a lake-light mountain in front of it, and the sky is facing the sun.

In the morning light, he was holding a brush and painting on the erected frame.

So, when it's really like the end gentleman, Xiuya, the scholar, and this violent impoverishment is out of line.

As a result, Mu Yan quietly approached him and saw the painting from Chu's end, but he was foolish.

There was no white spot left on that big piece of paper, only a dazzling scarlet color.

Among the orangutans are the ghosts who howl and drill out of the lava of hell.

And that Samson white bone that was being bitten by a ghost.

As if she felt her approach, Chu Qiu turned back and smiled gently, “How do you think I painted? ”

Muang's forehead jumped: I don't know how you painted it, but I feel like you're a pervert.

Faced with such a good lake light in the spring, you can actually draw such a dark and creepy bloody picture.

She barely pulled out a smile, "Painted, pretty good. ”

Chu's smile got softer and softer, "Thank you, little sister! ”

Muang shook his head and quickly retreated.

……

Having seen the perverts of Chu Qiu Li, Mu Yan no longer felt surprised when he saw the bright five brothers. Instead, he felt very kind.

“Five divisions... good morning, sister. ”

Ling Yuxuan raised his head from the embroidery pattern and gave a beautiful look. "Can't you see I'm embroidering? What if I embroidered Faithful? ”

Mu Yanrao said with interest: "What is it that Master Wu embroiders? ”

Ling Yuxuan glanced at her and replied: "Faithful cloud ruffle bag. ”

“Nice embroidery!” Mu Yan looked enviously at Ling Yu Xuanna with his beautiful ten fingers holding a fine needle to travel through the cloth, “I had no skills at all. Sister Wu, you are amazing! ”

Her little baby's clothes were broken at first and bought new ones directly.

Later, when Xiaobao grew up, they were all made up for by Xiaobao.

Her mother is so incompetent.

Ling Yuxuan listened to her praise for her craftsmanship and immediately smiled like a flower. “My little mouth is so sweet, how about I give it to you after embroidery? ”

“Really?”

“Humph, of course it's true, when did the slaves ever speak falsehood! ”

Muay left with satisfaction.

Ling Yuxuan looked at her back and could not return to God for half a day. She muttered: “Don't you really think I'm a strange, disgusting monster? ”

……

Mu Yan spent only two hours walking around the mountain with the Gateway.

She wanted to ask the rain how she could find a way to earn a living and escape from abject poverty.

When I pushed the door open, I saw Blue Rain, the cute teenager, laying on the table with her face down, drawing something seriously.