This matter, I have the final say

"Do you have supper tonight?"

"Generally do not eat."

"Let's make a living first, I'll be working on it tomorrow. Are you full? Go, wash your hands and go upstairs to rest. You can draw and sleep as you like."

"By the way, there is only one bathroom, downstairs."

"I like to use well water in summer. Every household in our house has a well. It's very comfortable to carry a bucket of water and pour it from the head."

"Poor health."

"Okay, go take a bath, I don't want to watch you take a bath."

Xu Haodong is very sensible, Fang Zheng thought about it, there is nothing he didn't say clearly, went upstairs to get clothes, went downstairs to take a shower, Xu Haodong was cleaning the room, don't look at Xu Haodong's rough old man, the housework is done well, the pillows and quilts are all I want to buy it again tomorrow, so I'll spend a night together today.

Fang Zheng went upstairs, closed the door, and began to draw.

I took out the picture book and drew a picture of the hospital ward, Uncle Cha took care of Aunt Cha, Hongyang in the photo also appeared at the bedside, and the family of three finally reunited.

While writing, I'm sorry.

The agent called and said he had sold a painting.

"Mr. Fang, the merchant who bought your painting last time wants to invite you to paint a figure painting. The price is up to you. Would you like to come?"

"Don't go."

"Teacher Fang, you really should come out. It's really too closed up there. You can go to other places and see other landscapes."

"The mountains and rivers here are enough for me to see for a lifetime."

"There are more opportunities here. It is very good to open a personal studio with your reputation. I will sell paintings for you. It is very convenient for you to open an exhibition and start selling. Cultivate popularity and participate in various activities. You will become a new generation Grandmaster."

"I'm fine."

"You're burying yourself. Teacher Fang, sometimes Qinggao really can't be taken for granted. Maybe fame and fortune are not important now, but fame as a painter is still very important. When you figure it out, I will help you You arranged it yourself."

The arrogance of literati and artists is just something that hinders progress, not for the sake of five buckets of rice. How can there be fame without hype or business?Who buys paintings without fame?No matter how good the painting is, no one will recognize it.

Sometimes the so-called selling paintings is selling fame.

They all want to leave a name, and they all want to be a famous figure in the future generations. Who knows if they live in seclusion in the mountains.

It is not the time to visit famous mountains and rivers in ancient times to find hermits, but to join the world and manage.

Fang Zheng hung up the phone, browsed the Internet casually, and heard the sound of water in the yard.

Tengyun Town still maintains some very old things, water wells.

Even if every family has tap water, the wells still haven't withdrawn from residents' lives, and they still maintain the habit of putting watermelons in the wells to freeze them.But most people's wells are also sealed.Running water is very convenient.

The well in their house is not sealed, and there are flower pots around it. Fang Zheng sometimes likes this kind of things with traces of time, especially the sense of age.

Through the window, I saw Xu Haodong was wearing a pair of baggy underpants, pouring water on his head.

He doesn’t have any underpants that don’t show off. This time, he’s wearing white underwear with a red heart-shaped pattern. He’s a big man. His muscles are strong and his body proportions are very good. In the eyes of the painter, his figure is very beautiful. , with a tough line, but it's a waste of a good figure, how nice to wear a pair of black underwear, sexy and handsome, just wear this kind of flamboyant one.

And that clothes, sometimes I can't bear to look directly at them. On the day of the blind date, he wore a leopard print shirt.

Fang Zheng felt pain in his eyes just thinking about it.

Stepping on slippers, pulling the rope vigorously with his arms, he fetched a bucket of water from the well, put it in a basin on one side, and put a bucket of water on the other side.

This is to take off the panties.

However, he was still very vigilant. He looked around, put his hands on top of his trousers, like an old cat catching mice at night, stretched his neck and stared, sure it was safe, took off his trousers, and started Scrub brush.

Rubbing the front and then rubbing, rubbing the legs, rubbing the waist, rubbing the chest muscles, humming while rubbing, the lively and cheerful bath can wash like a fish in the water.

After a while, five words floated from the sky.

Bend over and pout, and then admire yourself.

Oh, my legs are so long.

My waist is really strong.

My abs are so beautiful.

I am not beautiful enough.

Fang Zheng laughed out loud, it was top notch.

Xu Haodong picked up a bucket of water, raised it high, and rushed down from head to toe. The cold well water washed over his body, and the water droplets slid on his body.

He shook his head and laughed.

"Cool!"

Some stuffy summer nights, drenching a bucket of water, the whole body is cool.

The water flowed across the body like a meandering river, from the back of the neck to the upturned buttocks of the waist.Let all the muscles on his body glow.When illuminated by the light, it is very beautiful.

Fang Zheng became short of breath, picked up a notebook, and began to draw.

Xu Haodong's figure is really beautiful.

Just make a draft in a hurry.

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