Abandoning my husband and son, I raised my six daughters to live happily

It turned out to be a painting.

The painting shows Meng Suisui and her two daughters buying dried meat at the entrance of the market.

Meng Suisui was stunned when she saw it.

The paintings are so good and so vivid, everyone is so vivid and as real as a photo.

After admiring it for a while, Meng Suisui said helplessly.

"It's too expensive, I can't accept it."

"It's just a painting. This painting was originally meant to be given to you because I guessed that you would definitely come."

Being able to complete such a large painting in just one night shows how deep Huslow's painting skills are.

Meng Suisui admired talented people from the bottom of her heart, and suddenly felt that Huslow's beard looked more pleasing to the eye.

Meng Suisui asked: "What if I didn't come?"

Huslow said calmly, "Then just think that I've misjudged the person. Just find someone to sell the painting. You can still make some money, so it's not a loss."

This man spoke straightforwardly. Meng Suisui liked his personality very much and it was not tiring to get along with such a person.

At the same time, she also realized that it must not be so simple for people who can sell paintings if they want to.

The second daughter likes to draw and has a certain aura for art. If she can find a good teacher to guide her, even if she cannot become a talented person, she can develop an interest.

Meng Suisui had a plan in mind, so she accepted the painting.

By taking the other person's things, she would have the opportunity to interact with him more in the future.

After thanking her, Meng Suisui took the painting that the woman had wrapped for her and left.

When I returned to the stall, the braised meat and pork rolls had been sold out, and the stall had been packed up.

There was no longer a long queue in front of the stall, and there were only three daughters, Wen Hao, and Wen Hao's four bodyguards in black.

The third child ran over to meet her and asked excitedly, "Mom, what is this? I will help you get it."

Meng Suisui was afraid that her third daughter might damage the painting with her rough hands, so she quickly told her, "Be careful, there is a painting inside."

"Oh, okay, I'll hold it carefully."

The third child said, his movements obviously relaxed a lot.

Wen Hao stood up and greeted Meng Suisui, who asked casually.

"Wen Hao, have you heard of the name Huslow? He is a painter."

Wen Hao asked in surprise, "Auntie, you actually know Huslo!"

Sure enough, you asked the right person.

Meng Suisui quickly asked, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know much about him. I only know that he is very famous, and it is still hard to find a painting. He moved here from the south a few years ago. It is said that he came here to hide from the crowd, because not many people here know about him. , not many people can afford to buy his paintings.”

Huslow turned out to be more powerful than she thought.

She had never heard of such an awesome person living in their town. It seemed that Huslow had done a good job of keeping it secret.

"How much does one of his paintings usually sell for?"

Wen Hao thought for a while and said, "If you buy it directly from him, you can probably buy an ordinary painting for [-] to [-] yuan, but most people can't find him and don't have the opportunity to buy the painting in person, so they can only buy it from others." If you buy a premium painting, the price is not certain, it could be [-], [-], [-], or hundreds of thousands."

It's so expensive!

In this day and age, a painting can be sold for [-] to [-] yuan, but in the time she lived before, it would have been sold for millions.

She knew the painting was valuable, but she didn't expect it to be worth so much.

Huslow actually gave her a painting so lightly.

While she was shocked, she heard Wen Hao ask.

"Auntie, do you want to buy his painting?" He said awkwardly without waiting for Meng Suisui to answer, "There is no hope of buying a painting, but if you really want it, my old man has a painting by Huslow. , I can ask him to give it to you."

Such a precious painting was given away at the drop of a hat.

One was Husluo and the other was Wen Hao. She unexpectedly met two people who didn't care about money on the same day.

Meng Suisui couldn't laugh or cry, wondering if Wen Hao's father knew his son was such a prodigal.

She declined Wen Hao's kindness, and then asked her third daughter to guard the painting carefully and not to bump into it.

The fourth child asked: "Mom, shall we go home now?"

"Well, let's go back to buy some more things."

Meng Suisui said, taking out ten dollars from his pocket and giving it to Wen Hao.

"Here, here are the wages for the five of you today."

Wen Hao subconsciously put his hands behind his back, with rejection written all over his face, "I don't want it. I said I don't want wages. I help voluntarily, and I'm not short of money."

Meng Suisui had long seen that Wen Hao had an extraordinary background and that he was indeed not short of money, but she could not let him work in vain just because he was not short of money.

What's more, she doesn't want to owe others favors, but anything that can be solved with money is nothing. Favors are the most expensive.

She raised her eyes and said, "If you don't want wages, don't come to help tomorrow."

Wen Hao is actually a little afraid of Meng Suisui. He always feels that this seemingly amiable woman is not that simple. In other words, Meng Suisui looks tough, strong and unconventional, and he can't figure out Meng Suisui at all.

He hesitated and took the money.

"Thank you, Auntie, I will drive you back in a while."

"No need, the bullock cart is waiting over there. We will take the bullock cart back in a while."

Wen Hao pursed his lips into a straight line and asked again expectantly.

"Then I will go to your house to pick you up tomorrow morning and send you back after the goods are sold out. Do you think that's okay?"

This guy is a little too enthusiastic.

Even if it was just to thank her, it wouldn't go to this extent.

At this time, Meng Suisui followed Wen Hao's line of sight and saw her third daughter.

She suddenly seemed to understand something.

The third daughter is 15 years old this year, which is the age when love begins. It is not impossible to fall in love, but...

Meng Suisui had no objection to Wen Hao before, but when she looked at Wen Hao from the perspective of a mother-in-law, she found that Wen Hao was full of faults.

First of all, this yellow hair is not something she can accept.

When she spoke again, her tone was obviously stiffer than before.

"No, we can just hire a car ourselves. Your car is too expensive, and our small family cannot afford to pay for it if it is scratched."

"It's okay. If it's scratched, it's mine. You don't have to pay for it."

"I said no."

Meng Suisui's attitude was firm, and the atmosphere suddenly fell to freezing point.

Wen Hao was a little frustrated after being rejected repeatedly.

He said somewhat helplessly.

"Auntie, it is true that I did something wrong before, but you have to give me a chance to correct it, right? I have no other intention, I just want you to feel more comfortable in the car."

Liu Laidi knew that Wen Hao had just lost a relative, and today Wen Hao helped her out again. She was a little grateful to Wen Hao, but also a little heartbroken.

She couldn't help but pull Meng Suisui aside and persuaded her in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Mom, I think he is quite pitiful. How about we give him a chance? A few of us will ride back in his car in a while, let the ox cart take our things back, and sit there for once to give him some face. Do you think that's okay?"

The third child began to feel pitiful for Wen Hao, which is often the beginning of a woman falling in love.

Meng Suisui tensed her nerves and asked tentatively.

"You're speaking for him, just because you think he's pitiful?"