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Chapter 140 What did you draw?

He said that the requirements were not high, but Guo Wenping suddenly felt a little sad.

Of course it was not because of Xia Xiaoxue.

He was interested in Xia Xiaofeng back then... but later he met someone.

That is the real woman, noble identity, gentle and kind heart.

When he met her, he suddenly felt that...it was okay to marry anyone.

That person wants him to marry Xia Xiaoxue, which is Xia Xiaoxue.

Before remarrying, Guo Wenping looked at the distance and remembered the old things he should have forgotten long ago! Perhaps he was still a little unwilling to do so.

To the east of Jiangnan Academy, there is an alley half a street across it, called Tianshui, and there is only one family in the alley.

The heads of this family were surnamed Xia. They were ordinary in their early years. When they reached their parents, they were lucky enough to have a relationship with the emperor who had traveled to Jiangnan. From then on, they made their fortunes with small mutton soup. Now they are considered to be a local prominent family in Jiangnan. Officials at all levels respect the Xia family.

At this time, a little woman was dressed up at the back door of the Xia house. The woman in her twenties stood sideways, revealing her gentle side face.

She looked bad, her eyes were red, she looked up at the shadows in the corner of the alley, and lowered her voice: "If I hadn't been able to hide my words, I wouldn't know... Why are you so brave? You dare to take someone to chase Xia Xiaoxue! Are you crazy?"

A low sigh came from the shadow.

"What are you afraid of? The Rong family thought someone was targeting the young master of their family. After checking for a long time, didn't he find anything?"

The woman took a deep breath, her hands trembled slightly, grabbed the hem of her clothes, and whispered: "You are still deliberately implicating Rong Mansion?"

"Anyway, I've taken action. I don't like that guy. Killing one is also a slaughter, and killing two is also a slaughter."

The people in the shadow say this, but they bring a little tenderness.

The woman's tears fell and she growled: "I stopped my father from then on and knew that there was no way to know that his biological daughter had a clue. The one who really had an engagement with Brother Rong was his father's biological daughter Xia Xiaoxue, not me, as my adopted daughter. Once Xia Xiaoxue comes back, there must be no change in the marriage."

"I can't let any problems with this marriage."

"Now that I have married Brother Rong, everything is a foregone conclusion. Now it's best if we find an opportunity to bring Xia Xiaoxue to my father and let it all come back on track. Do you understand?"

The people in the shadow finally restrained their unscrupulous madness and fell silent.

The woman sighed, "Dad is a gentleman. She will not treat me as her adopted daughter just because she has found her own daughter. She has no hindrance to me... In short, I will deal with this matter. Please don't mess around in the future."

The person in the shadow was silent for a moment, but did not speak, but just left the sweet water alley quietly.

The woman frowned. She was married. She went home to visit her adoptive father today and also visited her own parents. Unexpectedly, she knew about this thing that made her at a loss.

"Fortunately, it didn't really cause irreparable consequences..."

...

Guo Wenping was thinking about his dream goddess in his mind, and he listened casually to the matchmaker's tongue-in-law's words.

As he listened, he suddenly came back to his senses, his expression changed from plain to disbelief, and then to extreme disgust.

His eyebrows were beating, and he tried hard to hold it back, and finally he didn't curse.

But my heart was filled with anger, and my mouth was dry and my throat was blocked by something foreign body.

The widow, Jin, has a son and a daughter, who is only twenty years old and is as beautiful as a flower. He is willing to get married for only fifty yuan in betrothal, but there is no one in his husband's family and he has to take care of his children.

Guo Wenping: He pretended that he had never seen Jin's big buck teeth.

The second one is a yellow girl, who is a little older, twenty-eight years old, her father is a hunter, and her mother dies prematurely. She can discuss it without too many betrothal gifts.

Guo Wenping:...It was the salivating girl who burned her brain when she was a child and was a little silly?

The third wife of the Li family, who has been in the twentieth year of life, is from Tongping Town. She looks beautiful and has farming and studying at home. She has several acres of land and has read and written words.

This looks good. Guo Wenping asked someone to inquire about it. This girl had been a maid from Mr. Zhang's family.

It’s nothing to be a maid. Now that the slave registration is cancelled, the maids sign employment contracts, and almost no one sells their bodies.

Moreover, the maids of wealthy families are very knowledgeable and are quite popular in marriage.

But Guo Wenping didn't know others, but he knew what Mr. Zhang's family looked like. The family was not jealous of meat and vegetables. The maids and maids at home, and no one was left with a flat head and a straight face.

The wife of the Li family looked like she was not touching the water and was unable to do laundry and cooking. What did he do when he married her?

Guo Wenping is now very practical. If he doesn’t have a large dowry, he will have to make money to support his family.

I inquired several more later. Not to mention that compared with Xia Xiaoxue, there are no ones who are slightly worse than Xia Xiaoxue, and they all have problems.

After the end of the struggle, Guo Wenping was so upset.

He was bored, and the matchmaker was even more annoyed. If he hadn't paid attention to his reputation, he would have to promote Guo Wenping, an ignorant person.

What did he think? He is already a third-marriage leader, and he has two sons under his knees. He still wants to marry a wife. Not to mention that she is perfect and beautiful?

Go dreaming.

It’s not that there is something wrong with it. If you can’t marry someone very well, who would talk to him about marriage?

In short, it ended in a bad mood. Guo Wenping was over for a few days and even tried to get Xia Xiaoxue back.

If it hadn't been for receiving Wang Tian's letter that Wang Tian and the famous scholar he said would immediately arrive at Dragon King Village, Guo Wenping would probably not be able to hold back and would cause some trouble.

The spring breeze is still cold and the fog is heavy.

Wang Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "Sir, my friend's house is right in front of me. We have worked hard all the way, so why not just sit down.

Qiu Yingyi smiled: "Okay."

The child Wang Tian never hides his thoughts. He mentioned his friend several times in front of him, probably because he was determined to support him.

He has been in a good mood these days, and that old guy Song Ran finally suffered a big loss under his hands.

As long as Qiu Ying thought of the painting that Song Rante liked but bought first, he would be in a good mood.

He and Song Ran have been fighting for more than 20 years. With his face, Song Ran acted well in front of his teacher when he was a child, and later acted well in front of Yunniang. He fought with him, and he always lost more than he won.

Because of this, every time he wins the last time, he will be in a good mood for a long time.

Song Ran has been a good friend since he was a child and has played chess the second. Everyone knows these, but outsiders don’t know them. In fact, his idle interest is his favorite.

The old guy was far more obsessed with painting than others. He couldn't draw well himself, but he still loved it. Because he didn't draw well, he always held it. Others only thought that it was a little hobby for the old man to cultivate his sentiment when he was free.

Although paintings are the elegant interests of literati and elegant people, they are just small ways and have no use in the country or the family. Who would have thought that Mr. Song Ran, the most judicious and judicious, was actually a top-notch painting nerd?

He Qiu Ying is different. He likes it just likes it, but he doesn't pretend like that person.

Therefore, the shopkeeper of the "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting" is of course willing to sell the painting to him Qiu Ying, but he does not like Song Ran very much.

Qiu Ying leisurely led the students into Longwang Village and into Guo Wenping's home.

Guo Wenping was naturally attentive to receive him.

Qiu Ying also gave Wang Tian a face. Although he was not interested in an ordinary scholar like Guo Wenping, he tried hard to make a few words.

Just say a few good things, what's there?

In this regard, he is not like Song Ran. He can say a few good words and it seems like he can kill his life.

After resting for more than a moment, Qiu Ying's legs and feet were looser. After drinking a cup of tea, he moved his lower shoulder blades and prepared to leave.

Just as Qiu Ying stood up, his eyes fell on a drawing that was thrown randomly on the stone table.

“Huh?”

His steps stopped immediately, reached out to pick it up, looked at it for a long time, then looked up at Guo Wenping, with a very enthusiastic look in his eyes.

"Is this what you painted?"
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