Crossing the road to riches

Chapter 88 Becoming a Demon
The pressure on Qinglang these days is really great, and he never went back after burning the lights until midnight.

Qinglang crossed his legs in the middle of the room, with the brush between his mouth and nose.

Qingming, who was dragging her feet, died, and that old guy Zhang Painter left, and then she had to become the core figure in all the calligraphy and embroidery workshops, so that Mr. Wen couldn't do without him, and it was the beginning to occupy a place in his heart.

Her goal is not just this little painter, her goal is Mr. Wen, if he can handle all his calligraphy and embroidery workshops, it will be in his pocket.

Mr. Wen's younger sister, Wen Hao, is a character that she can't provoke, she has this self-knowledge, she just avoids her, she is not greedy, all she wants is the embroidery workshop.

Wen Jinmei saw that the candlelight was still burning in the studio, so she knew that Qinglang hadn't left yet, and that the person who had depended on each other for so long had left, and she must feel uncomfortable. Was she planning to use busyness to numb her feelings?

Wen Jinmei is a little pitiful and clear.

I took some supper from the kitchen and went to the studio of the embroidery workshop.

Clear and alert, he stood up immediately when he heard the footsteps, and continued to draw on the paper with a pen, with a serious expression, as if he had reached the point of ecstasy.

Even Wen Jinmei didn't hear her knocking on the door.

Wen Jinmei didn't hear that Renying thought that Qinglang had already left, so she forgot to turn off the lantern, opened the door and walked in, only to find that Qinglang was still painting.

I was so engrossed that I didn't even notice him coming.

Wen Jinmei called Qinglang twice behind her back.

"cool and bright".

Only then did Qinglang come back to his senses, and turned to look at Wen Jinmei, with a tired look on his face, but a little excitement.

"Mr. Wen, why are you here? Just come to see how I painted this one? This is a picture of acacia pomegranates, and the meaning is good. The family is happy and happy with many children."

Wen Jinmei glanced at it, and found that there was no problem with the color matching and it was comfortable to look at. Most of the clear paintings would not have any problems.

"Very good, thank you for your hard work. This is supper, go back early after eating, don't be too tired, your body is important."

Because Qinglang was the only person in the studio, Wen Jinmei didn't intend to come in at first, he thought that no one would step in, and now Qinglang should not stay with him, so he left after saying a word.

Qing Lang seemed hesitant to speak.

"Young Master Wen~".

Wen Jinmei stopped and looked at Qinglang suspiciously, why was she a little strange, but she couldn't tell in her heart.

"how?".

Qinglang shook his head, and smirked at Wen Jinmei, the two pear blossoms on his face were very cute.

"It's okay, I'm just called Mr. Wen. Thank you Mr. Wen for supper. I went back after I finished eating. Thank you Mr. Wen for caring about me. No one has treated me so well except my younger sister when I grow up so old."

Wen Jinmei thinks it's nothing, it's just a supper, and Qinglang does her work so hard that a supper is nothing.

"You're welcome, go back earlier."

I don't know why he thinks that he is clear, diligent, smart, good to his younger sister, and does his best to the work of Zhongzi Embroidery Workshop. He is also respectful and polite to his boss, but he doesn't know why he subconsciously dislikes this person.

It's hard to say what's wrong.

He didn't want to think about it, the matter of painter Zhang gave him a headache, he had already made two trips, and painter Zhang didn't want to see him.

I came to Fufu to see if the two cobblers could find a way out.

"Fufu, I really can't do anything about that painter. Qinglang said a few words that day, but it was not serious. I didn't expect that painter Zhang was so caring, so what should I do?"

"Although Painter Zhang is indeed not as fast as Qingming, nor does she have as many ideas as young people, and she can draw new pictures, but she has been working hard in the embroidery workshop for so long, and she has never been neglected. Suddenly, she left like this in my heart. I'm sorry."

Fufu found it strange, he had met the painter for a few times, and he was a kind old woman, so he wouldn't leave just because of a few words from the new painter.

"Brother, did Qing Lang say something nasty? I see that the painter is a good-tempered one, and he shouldn't just walk away for no reason."

Getting along with Qing Lang on weekdays, everyone in the embroidery workshop praised her, probably not because of what she did.

"Qinglang is a nice person."

One sentence overruled her suspicion.

"Just treat it as my mistake, Fufu, think about how I should make amends above."

This Fufu has experience, he has made his wife angry for a long time, and he has coaxed out of experience.

"Follow what you like, think about what Master Zhang likes on weekdays, you go to the door with a gift, once can't do it twice, twice can't do it twice, twice can't do it three times, even if you go a dozen times and don't see you, you will definitely be moved."

Thin-skinned people can't do this, but Wen Jinmei now looks down on these things, and what is shameless is not that important to him.

"I heard that Master Zhang likes wine, how about I bring some to the door next time, and buy a set of calligraphy?".

Now that I know what Zhang painter likes, it will be easy to handle.

"Going a few times will always succeed."

However, the matter on Master Zhang's side has not been resolved yet, and there is another headache in the embroidery workshop.

It's not a big deal, it's like being bitten by a mosquito, it doesn't hurt but itches.

I don't know who said that he was alone in the studio with Qinglang at night, and that Lang had a lover, and he always matched him and Qinglang with both inside and outside words.

"Mr. Wen, don't blame me for talking to each other. Although Qinglang is a little younger, she is a good person. She is energetic and hard-working. She is older when she is older."

I really don't know who saw it that day.

"Misunderstood, the two of us are boring, that day only the studio was lit with candles, I thought no one was there, so I went to blow it out."

Everyone is leaving the lights out, who would be so careless and cover up after all this, but it's not surprising, men are mostly embarrassed.

"Boss Wen, don't be shy, major events in life are important."

……

It's hard for him to explain this kind of thing with his mouth, so he simply doesn't explain it. After a long time, he can naturally see whether it is interesting or not.

Qing Lang was holding plums in his hands, these plums were not cheap, even though there were only more than 20 plums that couldn't be eaten, they still cost hundreds of dollars.

A strange blush leaked from his face, and he walked up to Wen Jinmei and stuffed plums into his arms.

"Thank you for the supper that Mr. Wen gave me that night. Please accept this little thing, otherwise I will be embarrassed."

Anyone can see the color of the girl's first love.

Now it's time to make a real deal, and Wen Dong's family is embarrassed.

Qinglang is such a coincidence, I really can't explain it clearly now.

Qing Lang looked at the eyes of everyone, suddenly realized that he was misunderstood, and immediately explained in a hurry.

"Things are not as they imagined. There is really nothing between Mr. Wen and I. That night, Mr. Wen's family thought it was too late to visit me and gave me a midnight snack. Don't get me wrong, even if I had, I wouldn't be worthy of Mr. Wen."

This explanation was nailed down. Wen Jinmei, who was originally in a bad mood, was now in a mess.

What happened last night was indeed due to his lack of consideration, and what Qing Lang said was the truth, but the more you explain this kind of thing, the easier it is for people to think wrong.

Unable to argue, he escaped from Zhongzi Embroidery Workshop.

Now he regrets recruiting Qinglang very much. It's not that she did anything wrong, nor did she do anything wrong, but there are many disasters caused by her.

If he couldn't explain it, he just avoided it, and went to the door with something to find the painter Zhang.

It's just that the door was closed as always, and Master Zhang still hid in his room and could not come out.

Even the painter Zhang and his wife are Wen Jinmei.

"Dong Wen's family, my old lady has a stubborn temper, don't bother you, take these things back, she won't come out."

Wen Jinmei didn't stay for long each time, but she never took anything away.

After Wen Jinmei left, Master Zhang came out of the room, but his face softened a lot. He was a little greedy looking at these things, so he snorted coldly.

"Fake hypocrisy, I don't care about it."

Wen Jinmei has been here so many times, Zhang painter's wife has a good impression of Jinmei, and said a few words for her.

"Old lady, what about you, I think Dong Wen's family is a good one. He has been here three times, and this time he didn't leave empty-handed. Where is the person who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge and doesn't want to see the old man? Maybe it's his own idea."

Painter Zhang thought that the little doll was a few years younger than Wen Dong's family, where did such a big idea come from, it must have been hinted by Wen Dong's behind the scenes.

But now it seems that Wen Dong's family has come to make amends several times, and it is not a lie to ask her to go back.

It's just that she is old, and she really doesn't want to fight with a young man, making a mess.

"Oh~ I'm old and don't want to do it anymore. Don't touch these things. Find a chance to send them back later."

After Wen Jinmei left, Qinglang's mouth was not idle.

"Brothers, you really misunderstood, what's the matter, Mr. Wen is so good, how come he likes me, just give me a supper."

The older brothers made fun of Qing Lang.

"Where are men giving women supper for no reason, or meeting alone after dark, this must be because Mr. Wen also has you in his heart. Miss Qinglang is very lucky, so don't hurry up."

Qinglang was said to be flushed.

"But... I'm younger than Mr. Wen, so I'm designated as someone who doesn't like me."

A group of old brothers paid attention to Qinglang while embroidering.

"Sister Qinglang, you are too young. Men like to be cared about. You have nothing to do to give more gifts. It will be a matter of time."

……

On the second day after getting the scriptures, Qing Lang took the pastry in his hand again, with an apologetic expression on his face.

"Mr. Wen, I'm sorry. I didn't know that things would turn out like this. If you keep Yunpian Cake, it's my apology."

Wen Jinmei didn't take Qinglang's pastries, and it would be even more unclear if she did.

"You're right, I don't blame you, don't bother sending these to me in the future, put more thought into the painting, I won't implicate you because of this matter."

Qing Lang knew that her younger sister had just died, so this kind of thing should not be rushed.

"Thank you Mr. Wen, I will do my job well."

Qinglang was quite obedient, and sure enough, he didn't send any more cakes for the next few days.

Qing Lang has already noticed that Mr. Wen seems to be extra cautious about feelings. Maybe it is because she is a few years younger than him that he can talk to her a few more words. The rest of the women can avoid it. avoid.

You have to take your time and look for opportunities.

However, Mr. Wen seems to be never tired of the matter of Mr. Zhang, so this is an opportunity.

As usual, Wen Jinmei went to painter Zhang’s house whenever she was free. She couldn’t see anyone from painter Zhang, but painter Zhang’s husband was happy every time. It was not easy to have a chatter, and every time she brought something, she would not be happy. what.

After talking about the family routine, I ended up inviting Zhang painter again. I left the Zhang family, and the way back was the same as usual.

A group of people appeared out of nowhere, they were drunk, they were dressed in sloppy clothes, they looked wretched when they looked at themselves, they were not very good people at first glance.

really!

"Whose old man is this, why is he so ugly, but you are lucky today, I will give you a chance to lick my sister's shoes."

Qinglang hugged Wowotou, just in time to see this scene, and immediately ran up to stand in front of Wen Jinmei.

"What are you doing, go home drunk and rest, and you still want to make trouble in broad daylight."

Qinglang's body looks like it can't be beaten, and it doesn't resist beating.

This was a situation that Qinglang had planned for a long time, she had to suffer a little bit today, otherwise it would be really hard to get close to Wen Jinmei.

Wen Jinmei looked at Qinglang and frowned, and now she couldn't explain why it was such a coincidence every time.

Turning around, picking up the stone on the ground and pushing Qinglang away.

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way."

He gets up early every morning, and he also learned something from brother-in-law Aman, and today he happened to put what he learned into practice.

He took a stone and threw it at the person's shoulder. He should kick and fist.

Several people saw blood. Jinmei used to do rough work before, and she trained with Aman. Her strength is no less than that of a woman.

They are so brave, they seem desperate, although these drunk people have drunk some wine, but they are not really drunk, there is no need to risk themselves for some money, they ran away immediately, thinking about how to ask Qinglang asks for medical expenses.

There was a glint of ruthlessness in Qingming's eyes.

She made a mistake, Mr. Wen really impressed her.

Immediately stepped forward, looked at Wen Jinmei nervously, almost broke Wen Jinmei's body with his hands and looked through it.

"Mr. Wen, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Wen Jinmei restrained her temper and took a few steps back. He really felt that Qingliang was lingering, and every time he encountered something, he could have something to do with her.

But she didn't do it and she can't be blamed directly.

He took a few steps back, avoiding Qing Lang's hand.

"Painter Qinglang, I hope you pay attention to your words and deeds. Don't let people misunderstand whether men and women are in love with each other."

Qing Lang's eyes turned red when she heard this, and she was extremely aggrieved.

"Mr. Wen hates me so much? I'm just a little younger. What's more, I didn't do anything. It's just someone else's nonsense. You want to blame me?".

Seeing Qinglang's appearance of being greatly wronged, Wen Jinmei felt that she had gone too far.

Qinglang has just lost his family and suffered successive blows, maybe he has too much to do.

His tone softened a little with guilt.

"Master Qinglang, I don't mean that, but we are unmarried men and women are unmarried. If we go beyond it, it is easy to be misunderstood. It is not a good thing for the two of us, do you understand? You just need to do it with me. I will not lose your silver, other than that, it is better for us to say a few words."

Wen Jinmei said this in the hope that Qinglang would do more and talk less in the future, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

If the rumors continue like this, he can only be so cruel that he can no longer keep this person Qinglang.

(End of this chapter)