doting queen

"It hurts, it hurts! My husband loves me the most!" Zhuang Yan took off his shoes, and then went to untie his jacket, "Nuoer, let me buy you another sweater tomorrow."

"Didn't you buy it last time?" The young master crawled under the blanket and climbed to the head of the bed, leaning on the bed and thinking about his own money, "I'll buy it for you."

"It's going to be winter soon, and your few clothes are not enough to wear. Tomorrow, I will sell the money to give you a spare jacket, and I will give you a pair of fleece trousers. Your feet are cold just now." Saying that, Zhuang Yan went to look for it. Mrs. Tang poured it under his feet to warm it up, and said, "You have to prepare socks too. I'll save up the money later, and I'll change the house for you."

The young master put his arms around his waist, "Brother, why do you always think about me, not yourself?"

"Because I like it."

I just want to dig out my heart and lungs, and give it all out.

Love, how can you count the return.

The young master nestled happily in Zhuang Yan's arms, and said in his heart: "Tomorrow, come quickly, I'm going to the street to exchange money and buy a lot of things for my brother."

Xu Shi, the moonlight outside the window heard his voice, and quietly hid his figure, so that the day would come quickly, so that he could be happy.

When the sky was slightly bright, Zhuang Yan got up and went to the yard to deal with wild animals. The young master also sneaked up, put on his shoes and socks, and sketched. Because it was a rural book, there were no scenes to care about. The young master drew a lot of chapters in an hour.

He thought, this is absolutely not the way to make a lot of money.

Gotta figure out a way to make some quick money.

When a solemn voice came from outside the door, he hurriedly arranged the drawings and sent them quietly to Wu Bao'er's room, saying: "My brother is very powerful, I can't hide anything on my body, can you help me get them and exchange them on the street for money?" ?”

Wu Bao'er turned over his drawing paper, and then looked at him with a look of surprise, "You have drawn so much, you are so fast! All right, Xiao Nuoer!"

The young master is proud of being praised, and the corners of his mouth are raised, "I plan to think of a good way once and for all, I can't always draw with my hands every day, it's tiring!" "Okay, if you think of a way, you can tell me, I'll follow you Let's do it together." Wu Baoer put his drawing book into a box and pressed it.

This will be solemn and Li Yuan has cleaned up the wild things outside, and turned on the stove by the way, "Come back in the afternoon, it's almost ready to eat." The young master hasn't eaten a meal cooked by Zhuang Yan for a long time, staring at the earthen pot I looked at it, then squinted my eyes and said with enjoyment: "Oh, it smells so good, it's delicious!"

"Look at your appearance!" Throwing the small cloth bag in Zhuang Yan's hand to him, he said, "It contains your favorite snacks, which I just took the time to make."

The young master tore open the cloth bag and looked inside, then went to share it with Wu Baoer, and said, "Brother Baoer, come and eat this dried wild fruit, it's sweet and sour."

The two younger brothers were sitting on the bullock cart, eating snacks, chatting, and the young master and the young girl said, "I had a dream yesterday."

"What did you dream about?" Wu Baoer looked at the back of Li Yuan's head.

"I dreamed that all the books you gave me turned into money!" Then he took the money to buy a man, who was tall and strong, and let him sit on a swing.

Then touch him.

The young master whispered for a long time, "In the end he wanted to kiss me on the mouth. When I saw it was my brother's face, I woke up from fright immediately. Alas, it was so fierce."

"Tsk tsk, you're still sighing." Wu Bao'er lay on the haystack of the bullock cart, "Don't you still want to kiss other men in your heart?"

"Oh, you don't understand." The young master glanced at Zhuang Yan who was talking to Li Yuan, and said in a low voice, "That kind of stimulation is so exciting that you can wet your pants."

"You, you are so shameless!" Wu Baoer's voice became louder.

The solemn in front heard it, and he turned around, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just whisper." After the young master returned the solemn words, he said in Wu Bao'er's ear: "Don't say it so loudly, brother will hear you." As he spoke, the carriage drove them into Fucheng.

Fucheng is very big, so there is no need to worry that the Tong family will find it.

The young master couldn't wait to go to the library. He took Zhuang Yan's hand and said, "Brother, go sell your prey. I'll go play with Brother Bao'er for a while."

Solemnly looked at him, then at Wu Baoer, with some doubts on his brows.

The young master slapped him on the face, "I'll buy some books and go home to read, but you won't let me do anything. I'm too busy, so I'll be back soon after I buy it!" The shadow was gone, and he was afraid that he would run away again when he turned around, so he reluctantly said: "I only give you half an hour."

"Okay!" The young master was so excited, he couldn't be happier when he thought of having money!

Zhuang Yan took out a small purse, which contained a lot of broken silver, and said, "Buy whatever you want, but don't plan to run around on the street."

The young master took the money bag and followed Wu Baoer, he would not use the money in the money bag, he wanted to use the money he earned to buy things for Zhuang Yan.

The library was a bit far from here, and the two finally found the library after going around for a long time. Wu Baoer didn't enter through the main entrance, but led him in through the side door.

A middle-aged man was sitting in the room. He was keeping accounts. There were several small wooden boxes at his feet, which contained various drawings and manuscripts.

Wu Baoer put the things on the table, waiting for the boss to count them.

The boss looked at each of them one by one, gave Wu Baoer two taels of silver, and then looked at the pile made by the young master. Seeing that he was a stranger, he began to criticize him.

"There are a few places in this picture that are not drawn well, and the mountain is black. Since you are a novice, the paper will not let you pay, but you will not be paid for this painting."

Although a painting is only a penny, but the young master draws very seriously, there is no such thing as turning the painting into a black mess.

The young master retorted dissatisfiedly, and said: "It's so black, it's like this on the original drawing, I drew it according to the drawing." Then, he found the original drawing and said, "Look, the drawing is like this Yes, why did I draw it wrong."

The boss' face changed. He used a method to save a lot of money in the past. The people who painted this were all for a living, so no one dared to contradict him!

He put on a straight face, "I said it was a mistake if I said it was painted wrong. You painted all this box wrong. If I don't pay you, what can you do to me?"

The young master really can't do anything to him. After all, this is a black job. If he gets it to the government, he will probably be arrested, but what about his money?

Wu Baoer next to him hurriedly said, "Sorry, sorry, boss, this is my younger brother, this is the first time I copy this and I don't understand the rules, don't mind!"

The boss snorted twice, "Bao'er, your brother is so ignorant, I rewarded him with a bite of food, but he dared to show me face! Do you still want money?"

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When the time comes, let the young master hit the boss in the face with silver!

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