My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

After finishing speaking, the old lady stared at Xianyu, thinking of the stupid things he did before.

"I'm here to tell you, don't look at other people's pity and want to help them, they are asking for it!"

When the family was separated, I wished I could lie on my body and bite off a piece of meat, but now it was all borrowed by the second wife's family in a few words, regardless of the situation of my own family, it deserved it.

"Mom, how can I be so stupid?"

Xianyu touched his nose innocently. Although he thought he was pretty smart, he had to admit that what the old lady said was right, and it really seemed like something the original owner could do.

"I don't even bother to talk about you in the past. It's almost time for Mingming to come back, right? When Mingming comes back next time, don't make him unhappy again."

While washing the vegetables, the old lady told her youngest son about this.

In fact, she doesn't object to her youngest son loving other children, but this score is clear, only Mingming is his own.

"How dare I make him unhappy, mother, have you found that you love Mingming even more now, but luckily I drove that brat away."

The old lady couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this sentence, and put the washed vegetable leaves aside.

"Why do I hurt Mingming, don't you know? Besides, why did I leave you behind because I hurt Mingming?"

After thinking about it carefully, Xianyu really didn't, so he shrugged helplessly, and continued with a smile: "That's not necessarily true, the new clothes you made for Mingming, mother, I don't have my share."

"Okay, okay, I'll make you a suit next time I go to the market."

In the past, the old lady more or less thought about it when she was eccentric. After all, if they left, her love for the third child might make the boss dissatisfied with him.

But now, because the third child is also capable and Mingming is promising, she does things a little bit more than the third child, and the eldest family will not say a word about her.

"Only one, mother?"

"Just one suit, buy better materials."

"Okay, mother, if it's a bad material, I won't wear it."

When the old lady heard this, she shook her head and went into the kitchen.

The eldest daughter-in-law just heard what they said, and silently fixed the pig grass for the pigs, and raised her head to stare at the light that fell on her face through the gaps between the leaves.

She's a very contented person, especially when it comes to these things.

She doesn't like to stare at what other people have like the second daughter-in-law. She only looks at what is on her body. After changing to a spacious and bright room, she can have a meal every now and then.

Her man also started to learn carpentry from his father, so he no longer had to talk about pain here and there all day long like before.

She heard her mother mention that the eldest son will follow Mingming in the future, and the younger son will send him to learn how to read. It is best to find a job in the town to do it.

With her own man and two children, the little girl doesn't have to worry about her dowry anymore. The more the eldest daughter-in-law thinks about it, the happier she is. After finishing the pigweed, she walked into the kitchen and helped her mother watch the fire.

"Mother, bring the fabric you bought for the third child to me later, and I will make it for him."

The old lady who was cooking nodded when she heard this. After all, the eldest daughter-in-law is much better at making clothes than her.

She is not young now, and she is not very clear when she sees many things.

"Mother, when you go to buy fabrics tomorrow, buy some for Mingming too. When he goes out to study, he must not dress in such a way that people look down upon him."

"Then your three children, why don't you buy some clothes too."

The eldest daughter-in-law hurriedly wanted to refute, she really just thought of Mingming when she mentioned this, and wanted him to take care of Xiaogang more in the future because of the kindness she had done to him.

"Mother, what new clothes do the three boys of my family want to spend in this village all day long?"

"That's it. We'll buy it together when the time comes. The new clothes will look more energetic."

The reason why the old lady was so stingy before was because the family didn't have that much money, but now that she has more money on hand, she is willing to use it a lot.

After Xianyu painted the patterns on a box next door, he beckoned to Shitou, the eldest brother's second son.

He gave him one of the brushes his mother had bought, and under the gaze of Shi Shi with a puzzled expression on his face, he smiled and said, "From today onwards, you will learn to paint with me."

"Uncle, this, this..."

Shitou had been listening to his mother talking about how valuable a box his uncle painted was.

He is a little older than Ming Ming of his uncle's family, so he knows exactly how rare silver is.

How could my uncle be willing to teach him such a money-making skill?

"Would you like to learn from me?"

Although Shitou was flustered, he still nodded vigorously when he heard this sentence.

"willing!"

He also imagined that he was as capable as his uncle, earning a lot of money.

"Okay, then start from the very beginning and draw slowly on paper like this."

It took Xianyu his whole life to study before he got what he is now. Learning to paint is a very long process, especially for those who don't have much talent like stones.

Xianyu also thinks reading and writing are good, but Naihe Shitou has the same name as him.

The last time I sent it to the school, the master returned Shu Xiu, saying that it was a rotten wood that could not be carved.

In the absence of his talent for reading, he lived in a farm and learned painting from himself. With such a skill, even if he couldn't sell it for his price, it was more than enough to support a large family.

Painting on the box, painting on the furniture, basically every family's daughter is willing to prepare a copy for her when she gets married.

When the eldest daughter-in-law heard about Shitou, when his uncle started to teach him how to paint, if it wasn't because she knew that his uncle always went to bed early, she would have rushed over to say thank you to him immediately.

Every time Xianyu said that he went to bed early, it was a lie, but he hid in his room and read the script, and after reading too much, he felt that he was just a gifted scholar and beautiful woman, and there was nothing new.

When I was bored, I planned to try to write by myself.

Before he had time to put this idea into practice, he received the news that his family, Mingming, was coming back.

Xianyu felt that this little guy from his family could definitely be regarded as the most diligent student in the academy, and fortunately his talent was good, so the master was willing to pamper him.

Mingming was looking forward to meeting his father along the way, and hurriedly opened the door after getting off the carriage.

I ran to the room where my father usually paints, and opened the door just now, and saw my father holding the hand of brother Shitou from his uncle's family, as if he was teaching him to write.

Mingming was stunned for a moment, then recovered, his eyes widened and he was so angry that he turned his head and left.