Xia Xiaomu, who saw the information, coughed suddenly when she was choked, and the duck leg in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Xia Qianbai quickly handed him a glass of water: "Mumu, don't play with your phone when you eat."

"Yes." Xia Xiaomu locked on her phone, touched her red ears and lowered her head to chew on the duck.

Jinghan, the geek? Anywhere is OK? It’s free?

Oh my God!

Xia Xiaomu's face gradually became hot. He saw Jing Han's figure passing by. It looked easy to bite, and it should feel very q-like when biting.

No, you may also have teeth chewing.

Ahhhh, don’t think about it anymore! Don’t think about it anymore!!

I was bitten for no reason last night. In addition to being angry, I also felt wronged. I started arguing with Lu Jinghan at that time, but I felt very sad afterwards.

The purpose of making up such a lie to deceive Jingyi was to avoid Jingyi's future tragedy. But how could he explain such words to Lu Jinghan and tell him that he was predicting his future. It was too absurd, and it would be strange if he could believe it.

I originally thought Lu Jinghan would not care about these things, but later, he was obviously angry when he came over to bite him. Did he care about it?

But it's not similar.

What he said: "No one is allowed to touch you like this in the future, you must know to avoid it."

Just as he was warning his sister Jing Yi not to fall in love at school, he warned himself to keep himself clean.

He really thinks of me as his younger brother.

Xia Xiaomu's heart just became a little happier, and then he became a little deeper: Lu Jinghan is really a helpless straight man.

After dinner, he continued to clean the house, clean, clean, and tidy until midnight. He was so tired that his whole body was almost broken, and he finally cleaned the house like a tidy.

Xia Qianbai's studio has also been much neatly organized. Xia Xiaomu classified the oil paintings that were not damp and discolored, and counted more than twenty.

Moreover, each one is a stunning work. If it is re-mounted and framed, each one can be said to be a valuable work of art.

He could see that Xia Qianbai didn't understand the human nature and would not find any way to sell himself, expose his works to the painter circle, and accumulate fame for himself.

How many painters have lost their works to their jewels and lost their lives because they cannot manage their works.

This is really a pity.

Xia Qianbai brought a quilt over and said, "Mumu, this quilt was sunburned today. It's too late. Go to bed early."

"That, dad"

This name is still a bit awkward. Xia Xiaomu touched her ear and continued, "That's right, have you ever thought about taking out your painting and selling it?"

Xia Qianbai put the quilt on his bed: "Haven't I always sell paintings? Otherwise, where would I get the money to support you?"

"It's always been sold, where did you buy it?"

"In the market outside our house, a stall can be set up, and sometimes a painting can be sold for hundreds of dollars."

Xia Xiaomu held his forehead: "Your box of oil paints is more than a few hundred!"

When he returned home in the afternoon, he passed by the stalls, including rows of stalls, including those who bought vegetables and meat, wholesale plastic bags and seasonings, and those who killed chickens and fish on the spot, were full of hawking and bargaining.

The people inside are either small vendors or aunts and uncles who buy groceries. No one can see the true value of his paintings!

Xia Xiaomu felt distressed and bleeding. Xia Qianbai's paintings must be placed in the art painting exhibition, so that professionals can come to appreciate them, and those who like to collect paintings or picture dealers with vision can bid for auction.

Only by estimating the true value of Xia Qianbai’s works!

Xia Xiaomu asked him: "You didn't even think about going to the art exhibition to show your paintings."

Xia Qianbai grabbed his hair and looked troublesome: "If you have that kind of energy, it's better to draw a few more paintings. Tsk, you've really grown up and even speak like your mother."

Xia Xiaomu was speechless. Just spend a little effort to increase the value of your works hundreds of times!

The original owner's mother left Xia Qianbai because she was too disappointed. Who can bear it if a woman follows such a man who can't manage life, can't make money, and is immersed in the world of his own paintings!

Xia Xiaomu: "If you think it's troublesome, I'll help you show it. The school will have a lot of confidence in the exhibition. I'll try to apply for a few more for you when I go back."

Xia Qianbai: "Oh, forget it, just do whatever you want. If you really sell it, you can spend it yourself, don't give it to me."

Xia Xiaomu looked at the family situation and found that the old family building she lived in was left by her grandparents. The furniture was mottled and worn and full of age. Even the curtains were used for decades, and they could break a hole with a pull with their hands.

Such a talented painter would not be so depressed if he had a little ability to take care of himself.

So Xia Xiaomu felt that even if he sold the money to him, he would never be able to take care of this person. It would be better to take it for him and use it slowly.

Since I have become such a family, I can take care of his father for the original owner in the future.

At two o'clock in the morning, Xia Xiaomu finally lay down on the bed with her tired body.

Because the heat inside the house was insufficient, and the person was a little cold for a long time. He felt chill all over and curled up in the quilt. He used to brush off his phone before going to bed, and he immediately saw Lu Jinghan's message:

---Are you asleep?

Three hours ago?!

Xia Xiaomu quickly replied to him:--It's going to sleep.

But I couldn't press the thumb abdomen on the sending button for a long time. It was so late. Brother Jing Han should have gone to bed.

After hesitating for a few minutes, he finally pressed the send button.

As soon as I put down my phone, I received a reply from Lu Jinghan with two "buzzing" sounds.

--Sleep so late? When will I come back tomorrow?

Reply so quickly!

Xia Xiaomu:--The car was about the afternoon, and it should be evening when I got home.

Lu Jinghan:--Did you think where to bite?

The hand holding the phone shook, and the phone fell to the pillow, and the body huddled in the quilt, curled up tighter.

He knew that Lu Jinghan was apologizing.

But he always unconsciously thought about it. It's just that Lu Jinghan is too good-looking and handsome. He should be bitten.

He pinched himself hard and warned himself: Brother Jing Han is so kind to you, you can't think of him like this!!!

Before going to bed, he threw his phone aside and looked at the round light bulb on the top of the room and thought: How great would it be if Lu Jinghan was also a bend!

The next morning, Xia Xiaomu woke up from the cold. He shrank his body and got up, picked up his clothes and put them on himself, and sneezed several times.

"This room is too cold. Is the heating broken?" He trembled and put on his shoes and socks, went to wash, turned on the faucet, and the cold water rinsed on his hands, making him tremble all over again.

The water heater seemed not very useful. The water flowed for a long time and it was still cold. He had no choice but to sniffle and went to the kitchen to burn hot water.

There was no food at home. There were still a lot of leftover food that Xia Qianmo bought last night. He put it in a pot to heat it as breakfast for the two of them.

Xia Qianbai got up: "Mumu, why do you always have a runny nose and have a cold?"

Xia Xiaomu: "The heating in my room is not hot and it's frozen, so it's okay. Can I eat breakfast just by chance? I'll buy some vegetables later and make it well at noon."

"It's a good idea, what kind of food is to cook, and you can buy whatever you want to eat downstairs."

Xia Xiaomu looked at Xia Qianbai, and she was still full of beard, covering her original appearance, her eyes were scattered and dull. She stepped on her slippers and went to the studio again.

I clearly told him last night to make him shaved off his face.

There is really nothing to do.

Xia Xiaomu shook her head, not knowing how this father brought the original owner up.

But Xia Qianbai is not good for a long time to live like this. He only relies on takeaway food and never had a meal. He was okay when he was young, but when he got older, he would always ruin his body.

And I am still in school and I can't take care of him.

Xia Xiaomu thought about it and went to the supermarket near the family building after dinner.

He bought all kinds of ingredients and frozen foods that were easy to be easily conditioned, and put three large bags in his hand and walked home.

When I arrived downstairs of the family, I saw a black car parked very familiar, and I couldn't help but take a look at it.

Hell, his heart will be beating faster when he sees a car exactly like Lu Jinghan. Xia Xiaomu, you are really helpless!

He turned his head and continued to walk forward two steps, hitting someone's arms "bang".

"Well, to Brother Jing Jinghan?!"

Xia Xiaomu was shocked!

Lu Jinghan was wearing a dark blue long coat and was standing in front of him. He was tall and handsome.

It is in sharp contrast with the mottled red brick old family building behind us and the noisy environment full of the wells of small cities around us.

But there seemed to be a hint of tiredness between his eyebrows.

In an instant, Xia Xiaomu felt that she saw an hallucination.

He asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Lu Jinghan took the bag from his hand calmly: "So many? Still so heavy?"

Look at the transparent bag of soybean milk powder, sesame paste, frozen fish balls, and dumplings and ask: "What did you eat?"

Two bags in Xia Xiaomu's hand were taken away, and it became much easier in an instant: "I bought it for my dad. It's convenient for him to eat these alone at home."
To be continued...