a little painter

Chapter 40

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"Okay, Sister Liu, let's go back and rest, I'll be with Big Brother Chu." The joy in the tone was hard to hide, and matched with the girl's smiling face, it was hard to bear to refuse.

It's a pity that the person she met couldn't be treated with common sense, Chu Hui looked at the expressionless Liu Ziqing, afraid that she might have misunderstood, she hesitated and said anxiously: "Ziqing, I'm not feeling well either, Otherwise, let's go back together."

Liu Ziqing raised the corners of her lips in a funny way, when did this dull person get enlightened, but such a reaction really made people feel at ease, she turned around: "What are you waiting for? Don't you want to go back together?"

It was rare for Chu Hui to follow up quickly, as if he hadn't greeted Zhou's daughter yet, forget it, never mind, as long as Ziqing is not angry, thinking like this, his steps are even more cheerful.

Liu Zi listened lightly to the voice behind her, the corners of her mouth slightly widened, maybe it would be nice to be with such a person, although she was a bit stunned, but her mind was simple, she didn't need to try to figure it out, it must be very easy.

Zhou Fei'er on the street looked at the figure who was happily going away, what did she not understand? She turned around and looked at her mother who was still bargaining with the vendor not far away, feeling a sense of grievance in her heart, but her footsteps He walked over resolutely, not thinking about the person behind him who was about to disappear from sight.

Here, Chu Hui, who was empty-handed, followed the beauty, walked to the end of the street and turned around to another street. The two of them tacitly did not mention the matter of going back together just now.

But he kept going on like this without saying a word, when would he go, so Chu Hui, who was determined to take the initiative, couldn't help but speak first: "Ziqing, what's missing at home, we need to buy something to go back home"

Liu Ziqing slowed down, and thought about it carefully, it seems that she and her mother have bought all the food a few days ago, so why is it like this today, she said uncertainly: "Why don't you buy some vegetables and go home?"

So the two of them headed towards the vegetable stall, picked and picked, and bought some seasonal vegetables. Chu Hui glanced behind him subconsciously, followed Liu Zi's light gaze, and what caught his eyes was... chicken claws ?Does Ziqing like to eat this?

She was stunned, and asked softly, "Ziqing, how about we buy some chicken claws and go home?"

Liu Zi lightly retracted his gaze, and looked over lightly: "The taste is okay, but it's troublesome to eat."

Chu Hui laughed immediately, and she guessed right, she blurted out indifferently: "It's okay, I don't mind the trouble."

Liu Ziqing, who was behind her, changed his expression and returned to Gujing Wubo's appearance, as expected, he couldn't expect too much from this person.

Ever since, Chu Hui, who didn't know what he did wrong again, was treated coldly again.

On the way back, Chu Hui looked at the whole body exuding: "Don't mess with me, or you will die in an ugly way." Liu Ziqing's breath suddenly felt that not only his exposed hands were shaking, but also the cold wind in his heart was blowing one after another. Blow, when she got home, she immediately picked up her hand warmer.

Seeing this, Liu Ziqing's face became even colder. After all, it belonged to her daughter's house. Yesterday she felt soft-hearted, but today she forgot to buy it for herself. There was a cool feeling in her hands. Looking at the person in front of her who didn't know it, she lowered her eyes silently. , Is it too late to repent now?

It wasn't until the evening, when he saw the dishes on the dinner table, that Liu Ziqing realized that he had made a mistake, and he smiled awkwardly but gracefully: "Brother Chu is bothering you."

"It's okay, as long as you like to eat." Chu Hui looked at Liu Ziqing who finally showed a smile, thinking that the woman's mind is really hard to guess, whether she is happy or not is inexplicable, making people puzzled.

Seeing that the people on the other side of the table looked foggy, Liu Zi picked up the bamboo chopsticks and clamped a piece of chicken claws of a moderate size. It tastes delicious and convenient.

When she was young, she also ate food like chicken claws, but when she was a little older, she never ate it again. There was no other reason, but she just felt that the appearance of eating was a bit out of place and troublesome.

It turned out that the phrase "I don't think it's troublesome" meant this, and her mind moved slightly, thinking of this person's uneasy appearance along the way, the smile on her face increased: "Brother Chu has worked hard all the way, eat more"

Chu Hui was flattered and stopped his chopsticks. It was winter, why did it feel like spring had come, and there was warmth in the originally slightly cool room, as if the sun was shining on his body, so warm that he wanted to squint his eyes.

"It's not hard, Ziqing also eat more"

The person on the opposite side responded with a smirk, Liu Zi smiled lightly, she had expected such a reaction earlier, it was really easy to be satisfied, but... she lowered her head slightly, because of the few unclear feelings in her heart, it was also Are you satisfied?

Raising her head, Liu Zi lightly looked at the person opposite who was obsessed with delicious food. She was immediately infected, and put aside all the things she couldn't figure out for a while, and concentrated on eating.

After the meal, Chu Hui took the bowls and chopsticks to wash, and Liu Ziqing followed after seeing this. There were too many such things, and Chu Hui no longer refused. He just heated the water silently so as not to freeze his hands.

In the past few days, Chu Hui has been sending a painting to the calligraphy and painting studio step by step every day. Through the promotion of the old shopkeeper, her identity as Wu Taifu's disciple is also widely known. After all, she is the emperor's master. Chu Hui, a protégé, can be said to have enjoyed this honor, and the selling price of her paintings has also risen.

However, Chu Hui himself did not have the awareness in this regard, so since he joined the teacher's school, he only visited her twice, which successfully aroused Wu Taifu's dissatisfaction.

In the Wu Mansion, an old friend traveled long distances in the past. In order to satisfy the curiosity of the old friend, Wu Taifu ordered Wu An to go to the Chu Mansion to pick him up on the grounds of taking the school entrance examination.

"Mr. Wu is really free. I heard that he has taken in a high-ranking apprentice. I wonder if Song will be lucky enough to meet him today?" Song Chen, a former friend and now the servant of the household department, joked.

"You, after all your life, you are still a servant. You definitely didn't come here for my unworthy disciple. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Taifu Wu understood Song Chen's disposition too well. If it hadn't been for the civil and military incidents back then, these civil servants sacrificed their lives for righteousness and bowed their heads to those generals, only then did the intensified situation calm down.

It's a pity that Liu Yunqing, the Minister of Rites in the center of the whirlpool, was imprisoned, and even Song Chen, the Minister of the Household Department, was demoted to be a servant. I thought it was just a temporary disaster, but who knew that it was almost two years later, and no one dared to mention that matter again. Liu Shangshu in the prison lingers in the cell, and Song Chen has never been reinstated.

"To be honest, I went to visit Mr. Liu in prison a few days ago, because the innocent victims of that incident should also be mentioned. I wait for people to speak lightly. After thinking about it, I still have to trouble you, Mr. Wu." Song Chen Nodding his head, he stopped beating around the bush in front of Taifu Wu. It was not for his own reinstatement, but for his former colleagues to go to jail for nothing, so someone should have something to say.

Wu Taifu pondered for a moment: "The Holy One means..."