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Chapter 56, White Snake Dreaming (thanks to the leader of Three Dreams a Day)
That night.

After eating supper, it was already very late, and Lu Ann was arranged to sleep in a bedroom on the west side of the second floor.

Coincidentally, the left side of this bedroom is the room of my sister Meng Qingchi.

Across the aisle lived his younger sister, Meng Qingshui.

"Sister Qingchi, are you alright?"

Looking at Meng Qingchi who was blushing, Lu An stretched out his hand to help her go upstairs, and asked with concern.

Meng Qingchi took a funny look at his exaggerated movements: "My sister blushes when she gets drunk, and she is not drunk. Don't worry, I know it."

"Look, it's already started to talk nonsense. People who are drunk say they are not drunk. No, I have to take you back to the room myself."

Lu Ann didn't let go, and helped her to the door of the bedroom.

Hold the doorknob tightly with your right hand and turn it, the door opens, and you turn on the light in the dark, one person follows the other person into the door with a deadpan face.

The bedrooms are spartan.

A desk was placed under the window, and it was neatly piled up with medical books.On the left there is a wardrobe with a bed inside.

Seeing him keep looking at him, Meng Qingchi smiled and asked: "I tried every means to come in and take a look, does it disappoint you?"

The old man automatically filtered some words, leaned on the chair with his right foot, sat down and said, "Disappointed? Not at all.

On the contrary, just like your temperament, Sister Qingchi, the bedroom is simple, clean and atmospheric, which is my favorite type. "

Hearing this, Meng Qingchi tidied up his clothes, and said later: "If you like, then sleep here tonight, and I'll go to the opposite side to squeeze with Qingshui."

Lu An's eyes lit up, pretending to be embarrassed: "Ah, that's so bad, I'm afraid I'll make your bed dirty."

Meng Qingchi said: "It's okay, after you leave, sister can wash the bedding and sheets."

Lu An was depressed: "It seems that I still think I'm dirty, and I'm still not welcome to sleep here."

Meng Qingchi smiled, raised his right wrist to look at it, and said calmly: "It's getting late, it's almost 12 o'clock, your body needs to recharge, go to sleep."

Thinking of the lies he had told, Lu An had no choice but to get up, "Then don't read books, grandpa celebrates his birthday tomorrow, so you have to get up early."

Meng Qingchi has the habit of reading before going to bed, usually for half an hour, or longer if he has enough time.

"it is good."

Meng Qingchi responded, watched him leave quietly, and then closed the door.

However, she didn't follow Lu Ann's suggestion, and still took a book to read after going to bed.

After about half an hour, the door opened, and my sister in pajamas came in.

Meng Qingshui locked the door, walked straight to the bed, took off her shoes and went to bed, hugged her sister's right arm and said with a look of fear:
"Sister, I just had a nightmare, I was so scared."

Meng Qingchi put down his book and asked softly, "What nightmare, do you still remember?"

Squeezing her body into her sister's arms, Meng Qingshui described with lingering fear: "In my dream, I was rowing and playing in the lake, and suddenly a big white snake emerged from the lake.

Just like that, the white snake swept me into the air with a flick of its tail, swallowing me alive inch by inch. "

Meng Qingchi was thoughtful, smiled and said: "No wonder sister-in-law's "Legend of the White Snake" disappeared, so you took it."

Meng Qingshui twisted her body, and said coquettishly, "It's too boring to do the questions from morning to night every day. I want to adjust my emotions and relax."

Regarding the plot of the novel "Legend of the White Snake", the two sisters had a rambling conversation for about 20 minutes. Finally, Meng Qingchi saw that her eyelids were about to close, so he reached out to pat her on the back and comforted her:

"Sleep, sister is here, the white snake dare not come."

"Ah."

The very sleepy Meng Qingshui hummed softly, closed her slender eyelashes, and slowly fell asleep.

Looking sideways at the face in front of him that was not inferior to his own, Meng Qingchi didn't feel sleepy at all.

Thinking to himself: "The Legend of the White Snake, the White Snake and the Green Snake, it seems that Qing Shui is exactly as I guessed, and has always liked Xiao An very much all these years."

the next day.

Meng Wenjie, who was the director of the finance office in the township below, came back.

His wife came back with him.

"Hey, it's strange, Xiao An, you dare to come to our house this time, aren't you afraid of being eaten raw by us?"

As soon as she saw Lu An, Meng Wenjie's wife made fun of him like this.

"Brother, sister-in-law."

Lu An responded with a smiling face.

Meng Wenjie patted him on the shoulder: "Today, there are only a few people in the family, and no outsiders are invited. I may ask you to help serve the food later, and I will be a little tired."

This is a local custom in Baoqing. Nephews, good friends, etc. are usually the ones who serve dishes.

They don't call their elders either. On such a day, the elders are always seated and offered up.

"Hey, no problem, Sister Qingchi told me last night." Lu An did this kind of thing a lot in his previous life, and he has long been at his fingertips.

Although there was no large-scale banquet for the outside world, it was Mr. Meng's 70th birthday after all. Apart from relatives and friends from all walks of life, the nearby neighbors still came to join him.

Meng Wenjie said: "A total of 13 tables are expected. You are in charge of the dishes for 6 tables in the yard, and I will be in charge of the ones in the house and upstairs."

Lu An was surprised: "Today is grandpa's birthday, won't your eldest grandson attend the toast?"

Meng Wenjie glanced at his wife, smiled and did not hide it: "Your sister-in-law is preparing for pregnancy, so she can't drink alcohol for the past six months, but I love drinking, so I thought about keeping myself busy and not having time to drink."

"Okay, leave the 6 tables outside to me." Lu An promised this matter.

The banquet is divided at 1:28.

But he was busy laying hands all morning, laying tables, cleaning stools, arranging bowls and chopsticks, and serving drinks and drinks.

"Xiao An, call me!"

At noon, when he finally had a rest and before he had time to take a sip of water, Li Meng found him.

"Aunt Meng, who is looking for me?"

"The other party claimed to be Zhou Kun, and said he was looking for you to buy paintings."

As he said that, Li Meng asked suspiciously: "Buy a painting, what kind of painting should I buy?"

"Hey. I can't tell you clearly at the moment, let me keep it a secret." Lu An took a sip of water in his mouth, and walked across the yard into the living room.

At this time, the sofa was full of people, all of them were chatting with female relatives, sisters Meng Qingchi and sister-in-law were chatting with them.

"There are many people in the living room, let's go to the bedroom. There is an extension there, and it's still quiet." Li Meng said to him, but followed the bedroom.

Picking up the receiver, LuAnn greeted: "Hi, hello."

"It's me, Lu An, when are you coming back? I came to Concubine Alley early in the morning to look for you, but I was in vain. The call was made through Jing Ni." Zhou Kun's voice.

Lu An said apologetically, "I'm sorry, there is something going on outside, so I just came out. I heard you want to buy paintings?"

"Correct."

Zhou Kun said "yes" and said, "Zeng Xin, who came to your house last week, do you remember? She wants to talk to you and see if I can draw two portraits of her."

Lu An thought he heard it wrong: "Two pictures?"

Zhou Kun glanced at the people in the back seat through the endoscope, and said in a firm tone:

"Two pictures, with different outfits and different angles, the price is negotiable, but I have a small request."

The price is negotiable, so any request is not a request, Lu Ann said: "Let's listen to it."

Zhou Kun said: "I want to watch you paint on the spot and learn from you. I hope you won't take offense."

Luan didn't know what to say.

Of course, it is best to paint alone, without pressure and without restraint. Maybe at a certain moment, you will be full of imagination and inspiration.

But who let the other party be his customer, who made himself not famous now, this is not the first time, Lu Ann pretended to think about it, and agreed.

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(End of this chapter)