Tian's wife is fierce

Chapter 235

Lu Er, whom I saw in a narrow alley where no one passed by.

Holding on to the green moss-covered wall with difficulty, Lu limped forward with difficulty. His clothes were wrinkled, his hair was messed up, and he looked completely disfigured.

At this time, a silver key fell in front of Lu Er.

Lu Er's eyes lit up, and he rushed up like a vicious dog, grabbed the silver handle and limped away quickly.

Lu Er was so mean, he took the money and didn't think about buying some food, so he ran to the casino again.

The people at the casino saw that Lu Er could come in with the money, but they didn't stop him.

Lu Er is betting again!
Lu Er's arm was broken, and he wanted ten taels of silver from the casino. The casino let the thugs carry people and throw it to the Lu family, but the Lu family... really couldn't come up with any money, and the casino only found one tael of silver. My son, cursing and cursing as usual and leaving.

Lu Er, who was unconscious and dying, was thrown outside the gate of the Lu family, and the Lu family couldn't ignore it, and carried him in first.

When mother Lu heard that Lu Er was about to die, how could she stay outside the gate of Yan's house, and hurried back.

Lu Er's right hand for gambling was completely broken.

Lu's mother cried and wiped away her tears, and stayed beside Lu Er's bed, taking care of him non-stop. For a while, she didn't have time to block the gate of Yan's house.

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The next day—

It's the day of the indoor painting exhibition——

The county seat seems to be a big place, but it is actually not as big as the state capital. Logically speaking, it is impossible for this art exhibition to be held in the county seat, and the county magistrate in this county is not in place yet!

But it was done in the county seat.

All the people in China who were moved by the news rushed here.

All the inns and rental houses in the county are full of people, and there are still people rushing to the county.

People in the county town and the villages near the county town felt that there was money to be made here, and many people rushed to the county town to set up stalls with big or small bags or carts. For a while, the county town was as lively as a state capital.

The art exhibition is held in the largest courtyard in the county, which is the main residence of old Dean Luo.

With a simple change, all the walls became a place to hang pictures or put paintings, and there were two or even five bodyguards guarding each painting to prevent any accidents.

As soon as Yu Jiaoruan arrived, she saw Dean Luo and others at the gate.

Yu Jiaoruan hastily bowed to the old dean Luo and others, don't call her Shigu in front of so many people, she will die in society, let her go.

Old Dean Luo gave Yu Jiaoruan a helpless and doting look, and didn't call Yu Jiaoruan his aunt in front of everyone.

"Hello, Dean Luo," Yu Jiaoruan greeted Dean Luo.

Old Dean Luo smiled and nodded: "Okay, go in and see if you are satisfied."

"Satisfied, satisfied," Yu Jiaoruan hurriedly waved her hands, leading Yan Xiujiu to escape in a little embarrassment.

Regarding the fact that she is Qianchuan, she hopes to keep it a secret for a while, at least she has already gained a lot of limelight because of her status as a doctor!

As soon as she entered the house, she noticed a group of people walking in one direction, and she followed the crowd.

"Walk around, I heard that there are old Jiang's paintings over there!"

"There's also Jiang Lao's last words!"

"It is said that there is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!"

"Among this school of painting skills, who can beat Mr. Jiang?"

"..."

The sound of discussion came to Jiaoruan's ears, and she blushed a little embarrassedly.

She guessed it, guessed that the masterpiece they were talking about was the one she painted of Mrs. Yan.

When they arrived at the center of the exhibition, the surrounding area was already full of people.

In order to allow people behind to see the painting, the painting was hung very high, at a height of one foot.

"This is Mr. Jiang, right?! Who drew Mr. Jiang, so vivid! It's like injecting soul into the painting!"

"Who is that? Why do I have the illusion that I'm face to face with an old man?!"

"..."

Yu Jiaoruan didn't expect that all the paintings hanging here are her paintings!

She is... uh...