She is sweet and soft in the cannon fodder of the book, the educated youth is really fragrant

Chapter 207 His Caution
The four of them worked hard for another hour and a half at night, and finished the hair ring and hairpin.

Early the next morning.

The three set off again to set up a stall.

This time there is one more thing, that is, Shen Jiaomei wants to help others draw portraits.

Some comrades who find it strange will actually spend [-] cents to buy a glass bead hair tie and a painting by Shen Jiaomei.

They chose under shade this time.

Shen Jiaomei is very capable in sketching.

It took about ten seconds to draw.

It is also a big portrait painting method provided by Wen Xiaomei, which can improve Wen Xiaomei's speed.

The comrade looked at the picture and smiled from ear to ear: "Not bad."

He casually folded the picture and stuffed it into his pocket before leaving.

Hmm... It's not going well.

Hair circle business is still bleak.

Because of the addition of colorful beads, the price is a bit more expensive. For everyone, two cents can buy two meat buns, so there is really no need to buy this hair tie.

So the three of them sat on the bench again.

Shen Jiaomei drew three pictures in a row, she wondered, "Little sister, is my painting not good? Why don't they seem to like it?"

"I do not know either."

Wen Xiaomei doesn't know if the ones in her memory are useful, but from the current point of view, I'm afraid it's hanging.

Shen Jiaomei was a little disappointed, and also became suspicious of the person who suggested it: "Brother Huo is not very reliable, he may still not understand girls. By the way, did Brother Huo also prick the hairball for you today? sloppy!"

Miss Wen snorted.

No positive response.

Because it belonged to Huo Moza, he still tried it on the top of her head with the reason of helping the child tie her hair in the future.

Wen Xiaomei, who gave people this reason, expressed her sadness.

Today's love brain is stuck in the hair.

Shen Jiaomei clicked her tongue: "Little sister, little sister, you are so happy with your date, so why can't you let your brother come? I also want to have a date!"

"Then I don't know when they will be able to have a holiday." Xiaomei Wen shrugged, and she took a rubber band to tie Shen Jiaomei's braid.

"Also, I didn't..."

Miss Wen paused.

Only then did she remember that there was an outsider beside her.

Liu Xiu didn't know whether she should exist or not, she said with a smile: "Jiaomei's words remind me, Comrade Huo is really good to you, little sister, he seems to be full of eyes on you, we sit together to eat, he can also Notice what dishes you can't pick up, and help you pick up some chopsticks."

Miss Wen thought about it.

It is true.

I don't know when it started.

The beef before?

Wen Xiaomei didn't realize it after thinking about it for a long time, but she heard that Liu Xiu and Shen Jiaomei suddenly became CP fans, chatting happily as if she didn't exist.

For example, Huo Mao would help put her hammer back in place every time.

Also, when she was tired, Huo Mao would say a word or two.

It's all details that Wen Xiaomei didn't notice.

It was Shen Jiaomei who talked a lot.

Wen Xiaomei pulled her aside: "Didn't you stop me before? Why do you think we are suitable now?"

"Then I can't beat mandarin ducks! And I compared the pot in front of me, I think Brother Huo is really good!"

Shen Jiaomei said it as a matter of course.

Little sister Wen has nothing to do.

The three of them didn't sell for too long this time, and they went back to the house very quickly, and happened to meet the fat landlord at the door, and she gave them an unhappy look.

Then she left.

The small gossip group from the small shop opposite quickly got together.

Summed up a conclusion: "The child was finally picked up, and now she needs a lot of money to chase after her, and she has to lure people to rent houses on the street."

As for why the fat landlord stared at them.

no one knows.

They put the hair ring aside, and the two students started to do their homework.

Come dinner.

Mr. Huo unexpectedly sent a car to pick her up again.

As the foil, Shen Jiaomei could go or not, before going out, she grabbed Wen Xiaomei's clothes for a long time, tangled for a while, and decided to get in the car and go together.

Why should she accompany her.

Shen Jiaomei said: "I think I can make a lot of money by following you."

Someone will give her a red envelope!

Miss Wen was puzzled.

Due to the housekeeper's presence, she could only resist her curiosity and asked about Mr. Huo's situation.

The housekeeper said with a smile: "Thanks to you, little sister, the old man is in good health. He is recovering well now. I will go to my old comrades to play chess and compare each other."

"It's also because Grandpa Huo is in good health. It's not my credit." Miss Wen replied.

She asked curiously again: "The old man can eat meat now?"

The butler smiled and said nothing.

Miss Wen always knew the answer, but it wasn't very good.

After all, it is the grandchildren who eat.

Now that I'm wandering around the capital again, I can see him from time to time, the guilt only increases, and the pressure on the old man's heart also doubles.

She was about to change the subject, but the housekeeper took the initiative to say: "I heard that you are reselling eels? The business is not bad? I heard that the old man used to like this one, and he ate it after roasting it."

Miss Wen nodded.

This is not a secret.

According to what Xiang Zhe said, the family members were watching Huo Mao's jokes.

However, their small workshop is doing well, and now that they have grown eels, they can only envy them.

Of course, they all felt they made a bunch of money.

It's just Miss Wen... I feel like I don't have money in my pocket.

Miss Wen came back to her senses and added: "Brother Huo also baked it for us. It's delicious. I heard that it can be served with other methods."

The butler didn't respond.

His silence means that there is no way.

Miss Wen didn't waste her tongue.

When I arrived at the destination, I saw Mr. Huo leading a reluctant fat boy to practice Tai Chi with his skinny bones.

That kid is the third child.

Liao Feiying's two sons are more like the Huo family, not like her at all.

Otherwise, this youngest, I'm afraid no one wants it.

When Mr. Huo saw them, he stopped his movements and patted the third child casually: "Go eat."

The third child said: "Grandpa, I ate outside."

Mr. Huo was silent for a moment, and the next second he picked up his crutches and hit the third child on the leg to make him roll.

The third child looked gloomy.

Gouged out a look at Miss Wen.

Wen Xiaomei made eye contact with him for less than two seconds before Shen Jiaomei stood on tiptoe to block him, and stared back fiercely.

Mr. Huo saw it, and snorted coldly: "Huo Mao is worried about you coming to my place? I have to give you a bodyguard!"

Wen Xiaomei was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that what Shen Jiaomei said about making money might be the money she made by accompanying her.

The mood is a bit complicated.

Shen Jiaomei is not the same as her!
What's the use of letting her come?
Kill with an eye knife?

However, she also had some doubts about Huo Mao's cautiousness. Facing Mr. Huo's stinky face, Miss Wen said: "Mr. Huo misunderstood. Sister Jiao lives with me. I don't feel relieved to leave her alone."

"Alone." Mr. Huo repeated, turned around and walked inside.

The housekeeper explained to Wen Xiaomei: "I heard that the young master rented another courtyard of the Siheyuan to the young master of the Lu family. Everyone in the courtyard knows about it."

(End of this chapter)