Infrastructure: I survive in troubled times

Chapter 175 Don't be sour (five more)
"Most of today's paintings and calligraphy pursue artistic conception, and it is really uncommon to be so realistic." Han Zhanhu kicked the pony and sat down, placing Hong Wangyue on his lap.

"Uncle Han, can I call Brother Zhongyuan and the others?" Hong Wangyue looked back at him with watery eyes and said.

"Okay!" Han Zhuhu was stunned when he heard the words and immediately put Hong Wangyue down, "Go!"

Hong Wangyue ran on his short legs.

"The young master is close to the Central Plains." Lin Nanzheng said in a sour tone.

"When Mrs. Hong was out fighting with Yi Di, they were all looking after them." Han Jihu shook his head and laughed when he heard the words, "You don't want to eat, this kind of friendship can't be compared."

"The Central Plains didn't kill Yidi." Lin Nanzheng said in surprise, "It shouldn't be!"

"My feet are injured and I have trouble walking. I'm on a stretcher or with a cane." Han Chuhu looked at him with bright light brown eyes and said.

"Why didn't I see it." Lin Nanzheng scratched his head and said.

"Our injured brothers have been getting better one after another these days." Han Jihu stood up and said, "I'll go and bring meals to the young master."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Cao Huaimin stopped him and said.

"What's wrong?" Han Hanhu turned his head to look at him and said, his eyes were willing to leave the map. From the time he came in until now, he blinked reluctantly, showing how much he loves it.

"Chen Xiaowei and the others are coming, there is no room to sit in this room." Cao Huaimin said worriedly, he really didn't want them to come, but he couldn't stop it!

"It's as simple as taking it outside the house. The light outside is good." Han Chuhu pointed to the outside and said.

"It's not that the gauze is too soft. Put it on the ground. You agree, but I still feel bad and don't want to!" Cao Huaimin looked at him angrily and said, "As long as you hold it, the gauze will see through and you won't be able to see clearly."

"This..." Han Yanhu looked at him hesitantly, his dark pupils turned, "Put a straw mat on the back and stand under the corridor, so it's no problem!"

"Hmm! That's it." Cao Huaimin nodded hastily, "Nan Zheng is here to help."

"I'm leaving." Han Chuhu cupped his hands and left the house.

When he came back again, Han captured Hushou with a bowl of vegetable porridge and a wowtou.

Cao Huaimin is bustling outside this house!

They all gathered in front of the picture, pointing and pointing, but no one dared to get started, for fear of breaking it.

"This painting is all right!"

"Look at the tree on the side of the road. I clearly remember that the bird's nest is still painted! I even went up to dig out the bird's nest."

"And the grass figurines here."

"It's amazing."

He was full of admiration.

"Old Cao, who painted this, and what did you paint it for?" Jiang Shuisheng looked at Cao Huaimin suspiciously and asked.

"Building the road. You must have a clear understanding of the road conditions outside our four city gates." Cao Huaimin stood in front of the picture, "Don't stand still, sit down and talk, sit down."

"Hey!" They all exited the corridor one after another, and sat down obediently one by one carrying the pony.

"Give me the young master." Han Jihu walked to the front and looked at Chen Zhongyuan and said.

Chen Zhongyuan put Hong Wangyue down and looked curiously at the meal in Han Jiehu's hand, "Aren't you full? What are you doing with it?"

"This is for the young master." Han Chuhu looked at Hong Wangyue with light brown eyes and said, "Drawing with Mrs. Hong, I haven't eaten for a day, and my stomach is growling from hunger." He reached out and pulled Hong Wangyue, "Go. Ladle water in the tub under the corridor to wash your hands."

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