Sad reminder Xiaobai

Within two days, that girl surnamed Mu came here again.

Zhou Ji picked up a towel soaked in water and wiped his face to relieve the fever, but he didn't expect the door to be knocked.

Opening the door curiously, looking at the two familiar people, Zhou Ji turned sideways to let them in, and the girl surnamed Mu sat naturally in the cool chair.

Zhou Ji gave a dumbfounded look, resigned himself to his fate and sat on a stool beside him, staring at the busy little girl.

It seems to be called Xiaoling, yes.If I remember correctly, it should be this name.

Miss Xiaoling, she first poured a cup of tea, then took a fan and fanned it aside, she never stopped

.

Zhou Ji looked tired and panicked.

Biting the pastry, holding a pen in his hand, he was copying the book that Liang Nuo brought yesterday. Most of the characters in it were unknown, but there were some pictures of ghosts and ghosts, which looked quite interesting.

Zhou Ji, who had nothing else to do, took a pen and copied it as a practice.

Listening to the non-stop chirping of cicadas outside, Zhou Ji twisted his neck and flaunted it around to relieve his tired eyes. The door was suddenly pushed open, and Doctor Fu finally came.

After feeling the pulse again, the lying girl finally sat up and asked, "Can this medicine be stopped?"

Dr. Fu shook his head, and replied, "The medicine can't be stopped."

Then the little girl went out with Doctor Fu.

Zhou Ji withdrew his gaze, held the pen, and was about to continue drawing, when the girl who was silent at first said suddenly, "Show me your drawing."

Zhou Ji really wanted to leave with this tone, but he thought it would be better to be more polite.

He took the painting, approached it, and handed it to her. Seeing that the girl seemed to understand quite a bit, Zhou Ji stood aside bored.

After a while, she put down the painting and said, "You draw very well."

"Is this painting exactly the same as that in the book?"

Zhou Ji nodded, reached out to take the book, handed it to her, and replied, "It's not exactly the same, but it's pretty similar."

"In contrast, there are some similarities."

"Have you thought about taking this to get some silver taels?"

Zhou Ji looked at it in bewilderment, thinking, this girl's great business opportunity, could it be that she is also a time traveler?

It wouldn't be so coincidental.

However, in the next second, Zhou Ji was poured with cold water.

"I have a few paintings, you go and follow them, if you can match the real ones, you can get two hundred coins for each painting."

Zhou Ji, listening to the number, is [-] Wen more or less?

But it should be quite a lot. After all, the steamed stuffed buns here seem to cost three pennies each, so there must be more than 60 steamed stuffed buns.

Thinking about it, Zhou Ji thinks this business can be tried.

Wen said, "How soon will you take this painting?"

"There is no time limit, as long as you paint well enough."

"That's it, then bring the painting over and let me have a look."

Before Zhou Ji finished speaking, Miss Xiao Ling entered the room with a big bag and a small bag. Before she could rest, she heard the girl next to her say, "Xiao Ling, show her the painting."

Reaching out to take the painting, it is true that the painting is exquisite, and the painter has a solid foundation. Zhou Ji looked at it and felt that the painting should be a professional.

At some point, the girl lying on the bed was helped to sit up, drinking hot tea with her hand.

"How, how long did it take you to paint?"

"About two months or so, it should be the same size as it is."

"In that case, I'll ask someone to bring the drawing paper over tomorrow."

"Well, you have to prepare all the pens."

"Hey, you haven't even prepared a pen yet, what kind of pen do you use to paint on weekdays?"

Zhou Ji held the writing brush on the table and said, "Here, this is it."

Ignoring the surprise in the girl's eyes, he poured himself a glass of warm water and drank it.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, "My surname is Mu, and my name is Qin. If you need anything, you can find it at Lin Wu Pavilion."

Zhou Ji responded, "Well, I know, my name is Zhou Ji, you can call me whatever you want."

"In that case, I'll go back. I'll come back to pick up the painting in two months."

Zhou Ji almost choked on the water in his mouth, so he turned around quickly, called the girl to stop, and said.

"After two months, I don't live here often. I have to leave here in a few days."

Seeing her turn around in confusion, she asked, "Then where do you usually live?"

"Um, what should I say about the specific place name?" To be precise, Zhou Ji couldn't remember the name of his village at all.

"Why don't I hand over the painting to a person named Liang Nuo. She is my friend. I'll let her hand it over to you then."

listen to this girl

Then he said, "Liang Nuo, this person. I'm no stranger to him. I'm afraid that your friend might not want to come to me on his own initiative."

"However, I know that Liang Nuo is in that Fulin shop, and I will send someone to fetch it."

"also."

Zhou Ji replied.

As soon as she put down the water glass in her hand, the girl said coldly, "The painting in your hand is extinct, and it is worth hundreds of taels of silver."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Ji's little heart couldn't help but thumped a few times, swallowed, and replied, "Don't worry, I will be careful."

After finally watching the two leave, Zhou Ji put the painting in the book and put it on the counter in the corner, so he felt relieved.

Within two days, Zhou Ji received the painting tools. It has to be said that people who have money are self-willed.

And in this half month, there seemed to be only three or two days left, Liang Nuo was busy on weekdays, and when he came back at night, after taking a bath, he didn't say a few words.

Zhou Ji still has question marks about how to get home, but he doesn't know how to ask.

As the days approached, when Zhou Ji was ready to pack his clothes, Liang Nuo, who was originally sitting on the cool chair, said, "Why did you pack up so early? Didn't you leave the day after tomorrow?"

Seeing that Liang Nuo took the initiative to bring up this topic, Zhou Ji came over, sat next to him, and said, "It's nothing, I'm just afraid that I will forget something by then."

She put down the account book she was holding, bent her knees, and sat with her hair hanging down from her shoulders to her cheeks.Seeing her so calm, Zhou Ji felt a little overwhelmed.

However, Liang Nuo didn't say any more, just turned off the light early, lay on the bed, stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Ji's hand, moved closer to his ear, and fell asleep.

Zhou Ji didn't know why she was like this, lying quietly like a log, Liang Nuo's breathing was very light, pausing on one side of her cheek.

As soon as Zhou Ji turned around, Liang Nuo held him in his arms, and Liang Nuo's voice rang in his ears.

"Aji."

"Well, what's the matter?" Zhou Ji asked curiously.

"It's okay, I just thought, the peach blossoms should still be in full bloom on the day Ah Ji returns."

Zhou Ji thought about the days when he saw the peach blossoms last time, and couldn't help sighing that the days passed so quickly.

Nodding his head, he asked, "It should still be open, do you want to watch it together?"

Liang Nuo paused for a while, with his head sullen, leaning close to Zhou Ji's shoulder, leaning lightly, before replying "Well, not necessarily, maybe that day will be very busy."

"Oh, well, it doesn't matter."

"Aji, can you help me draw the appearance of my home? I seem to have almost forgotten the appearance of my home."

Hearing Liang Nuo's low tone when he said this, Zhou Jixin was inexplicably picked up, and he responded softly, thinking, his mind was a little fuzzy, the past.

yes.Needless to say, I have somewhat forgotten what my home was like before.

Alas, I'm tired of thinking about it, Zhou Ji lost his mind and turned around, facing Liang Nuo, stretched out his hand and gently squeezed Liang Nuo's warm palm, and said, "I will take care of your yard and that peach tree at that time." Draw the trees together."

"Okay." Hearing Liang Nuo's delicate voice answer, Zhou Ji felt inexplicably warm in his heart.