Shin's painter

He jumped out from the tree.

It was not the frightened Painter Shen who came running, but his own injured subordinate who came to help him.

He asked angrily: "What's going on here?" He arranged the scene of "the hero saves the beauty and promises with his body", what went wrong?

Hearing that Yan's family begged Shen to marry him, he was in a hurry.

Once Painter Shen entered Yan's house, he would no longer have an excuse to see her, and the whereabouts of the treasure would be lost forever.

Never allow.

He will never allow it.

That's why this bizarre Taohualin murder happened.

Shen Xiaozhi raised her head and drank the bowl of ginseng chicken soup, wiped the fat from the corner of her mouth, and felt that she had come back to life!Sandalwood handed her a handkerchief and reminded: "Didn't the girl say she wants to lose weight?"

I drank three bowls of chicken soup in one go, what kind of weight loss is this? !

Wiping her face casually, Shen Xiaozhi put down the veil, and replied confidently: "If you don't eat enough, how can you lose weight!"

Sandalwood sighed, didn't bother to pay attention to her, looked sideways, and saw A Zhi, the gatekeeper, leading the two guests into the room.

The guest crossed the door, stepped into the door, trotted to Master Shen, and asked worriedly: "I heard that you were injured, where did you get hurt?"

Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles.

It's just three pillars of incense. The attack on Taolin, painter Shen, has spread throughout Jindu City.

Shen Xiaozhi replied: "Aunt Mei, don't worry! Xiaozhi was not injured, it was a misinformation."

The woman in front of her, aged 36, is Mrs. Shen's own sister, Cheng Youmei.

She has lived as a widow in the west of the city for more than ten years.

When Cheng's father married her, there were three candidates who asked her to come and ask her, but she chose the oldest one.Puzzled, the maid asked her the reason, and she replied: Older, died earlier.

To put it bluntly, after four years of marriage, her husband died of illness, leaving no son and a half daughter.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Youmei breathed a sigh of relief, and said sarcastically, "Others admire flowers, but you let others admire knives."

"Ha ha……"

The girls of the Cheng family were not easy to provoke, Shen Xiaozhi asked herself that she couldn't afford to be provoked, so she could only smirk.

"Look at you, how do you look like a sister. You have a playful smile!" Cheng Youmei scolded again.Her elder sister is a model in every way she behaves, she is beautiful and delicate, she is gentle and affectionate, but she left prematurely...

Shen Xiaozhi knows that Cheng Youmei admires A Niang, and is a little picky about her incompetence, so that's nothing more than hating iron for not being able to make steel!

She is indeed not like A Niang.

In terms of appearance, the elder brother and the mother are still five points alike.

And she has only a vague three-point similarity.

In terms of character, A Niang is gentle and magnanimous, unhurried, unhurried, and she is delicious, with rough movements, and managed to pretend to be a good woman for several years.

Suddenly someone responded: "I see Master Shen has a lovely face and a pleasant temper. Ah Mei, you are so old and unforgiving." smiling eyes.

"you are?"

"I'm Song Ningning, your Aunt Mei's friend." Song Ningning replied with a smile, and sat down next to Cheng Youmei.

Cheng Youmei snorted coldly and moved a step away.

Song Ningning didn't mind, and got closer again.

Cheng Youmei said angrily, "Enough is enough. Don't embarrass yourself in front of my niece."

"Some time ago, I heard that Ms. Zhang begged a girl from the Sun family! Ms. Cheng has a flower-like face and a cute temperament. It is shameful to admire her!" After that, Song Ningning smiled and asked: "You think so, Shen Painter!"

The ball landed on her head.

Recently, it seems common for women to pursue women.

Shen Xiaozhi saw Cheng's girl's handsome face turned black, so she dared not reply and continued to giggle.The Cheng family girl flicked her sleeves, got up angrily and left.The suitor also got up and left.

The two rushed for a while, leaving only Painter Shen with a stiff smile on his face.

In the middle of the night, as soon as Master Shen got on the bed, he saw the blood-stained belt next to the pillow.This is Sun Ling's belt, and I heard from Tan Xiang that she has been holding on to it.

Why did she hold on to her belt? !

The author has something to say: Recently, I want to sort out the outline and slow down the update.Follow the list, sorry!

Chapter 22

The sound of bamboo is sweet and rustling.

A piece of Yabai cooked Xuan was spread on the stone table, and several green bamboos came to Tuoying to take a souvenir, and then left lightly.The pine smoke ink in the gold silk inkstone was dry, and the ink-stained brush was left to dry in mid-air.

In a secluded corner, the breeze blows and the green bamboos sway.

Shen Xiaozhi tugged her eyebrows, shook her hand, and the ink fell on the white paper to bloom into an ink flower... The whole morning, she was exposed to the wind and sun in exchange for this annoying ink flower? !

She gritted her teeth, held back the rising fire, and called out loudly: "Xiaoyin, change the paper!"

The little girl on the other side is leaning against the pillar and taking a nap, sleeping soundly.

Shen Xiaozhi looked back, grabbed the pen, got up and came to the little maid.The sweet sleep of the little girl is as bright as a flower.She picks up a pen and writes...

At this time, the green bamboos gathered together to form a group of "rustles and rustles" and all came to watch... In one breath, the painting was completed, and painter Shen threw away the brush and left gracefully.

The sound of bamboo was too noisy, Xiaoyin shrank her body, and continued to sleep with her pillow under the warm sun.

Seeing Master Shen approaching angrily, Tan Xiang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Isn't the girl painting?" She said that the spring is bright and beautiful for painting outside, and she is not afraid of fat bamboo insects.

"painted."

Shen Xiaozhi responded casually, and then ordered: "Prepare the carriage, I want to go out!"