Affair in Linyue Town

Chapter 64

In the past, Mrs. He thought that He Congming was a fool and a burden to the He family, but now she even put away even a piece of waste paper that He Congming had drawn as a treasure.

She thought to herself, the grandson's first painting sold for 500 yuan, and the pile in her hand only sold for 1000 yuan, which is not a good deal.

Xie Zhenzhen looked at the painting in the hands of the old lady of the He family, and then looked into her eyes, which should have been loving eyes full of greed.

She almost laughed out loud, but finally held it back.

Just now she did praise He Congming and thought that He Congming painted well, but that's all.She can also take the initiative to pay some money to buy a painting by He Congming, but it is by no means a gift like this when someone sells it by force.

She straightened up, with a mocking look in her eyes.

The old lady of the He family didn't realize it, holding the stack of paintings and trying to lobby, Lin Yue came over.

As soon as Lin Yue came over, he held Xie Zhenzhen's hand intimately, and said to the old lady of the He family: "The reason why I bought Clever's first blessing painting is to encourage Clever. Although Clever is talented, it still needs a long time. Practice." She knew that Mrs. He was ignorant and didn't have two grandchildren in her eyes, but she didn't expect that she would focus on money.

Jin Jin also came over, with red hair on his head, and echoed: "The shopkeeper Lin is right. Although the clever kid is already considered to be the best among his peers, his brushwork is still very immature, and he won't sell much." 1000 yuan, It's like a lion opening its mouth.

The old lady of the He family looked at Jin Jin's red hair, and obviously didn't believe it: "Young man, are you telling me that I am old and don't understand the market? During the live broadcast today, someone kept praising my cleverness, saying that I will become famous in the future Well, the sketches he practiced must be worth a lot of money. I have kept the price so low for you, and in the future, you can sell tens of thousands of them. Thousands of them are still as low as I said. "

"Live, is Auntie always streaming?" Lin Yue looked at Mrs. He with a cold look in his eyes.

It was only then that Mrs. He remembered that she had made a slip of the tongue, but she was confident: "Smart is my grandson, and his current guardian is me. As long as I don't abuse him or break the law, I can live broadcast it."

This old lady He has a flexible mind and knows how to refute them with their previous words.

Zhang Haotian said: "Auntie, didn't I tell you? You can't use people's sympathy to over-consume, otherwise people will not buy it after a long time."

What is excessive consumption, Mrs. He does not understand.

She opened her mouth and said, "I don't want you to help my grandson broadcast live, I will do it myself. Also, when you broadcast live for the first time, didn't someone reward you? You take out the money and give it to me."

The people who tipped the live broadcast for the first time were all from their homestay.If Lin Yue hadn't discovered He Congming's painting talent, how would he know that he could make money from live broadcasting?How could Mrs. He have the nerve to do this matter of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?
Lin Yue really didn't want to pamper her: "The money from the live broadcast has already been used to offset the money I paid for buying painting tools for Clever, and it's not even enough. If you don't believe it, you can go to the stationery store and ask the price of these painting tools."

Xie Zhenzhen crossed his arms and looked at Mrs. He: "This world is really bad. The world is getting worse, especially white-eyed wolves."

Zhang Haotian felt that Xie Zhenzhen's words were referring to Sang scolding Huai.

Mrs. He held He Congming's stack of paintings, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she would not seem to have made a mistake.But how could someone like her admit her mistakes?
So she put on a stubborn face and said repeatedly: "Then I don't want you to help my grandson live broadcast, I will do it myself."

She doesn't believe it, isn't it just a live broadcast, the same person, but with a different phone, is it really different?Didn't the son say it, he only broadcast live for a while, and someone tipped him off.

Zhu Rui and Qi Xing murmured: "I heard that there are troublemakers in the poor mountains and rivers before, I still don't believe it, but today it is true."

Qi Xing glanced at him: "There are tricksters everywhere, but I just happened to meet them here." After he finished speaking, he turned back to look at He Congming's painting.

He Congming did have a bit of talent, the brush in his hand was like a swimming dragon, and the characters in his brushes gradually had clear outlines and vicious expressions.

Qi Xing narrowed his eyes.

interesting.

Zhang Haotian put away the mobile phone holder, and said to Lin Yue, "Let's go. Not everyone knows how to be grateful." Anyway, he already has Aunt Huang, a cash cow, and a normal person will cooperate with him to bring goods. It is more promising to live broadcast He Congming's painting together.To put it bluntly, there are so many talented painters, like He Congming, it is because of their flaws that they attract people's attention.If it wasn't for Lin Yue, he wouldn't have paid any attention to He Congming.

Lin Yue glanced at everyone: "Sorry for wasting everyone's precious time."

Jin Zi said: "Shopkeeper Lin, don't say that. You brought us here today to increase our knowledge." Otherwise, he still doesn't know that there are such people in Linyue Town.Not to mention being poor, lazy, ignorant, and ungrateful!The Jin family's previous family background was also very average, but their parents were very hardworking. The windows in the house were always bright and clean, and everything was neatly arranged.Although He Congming is talented, but born into such a family, he will never have any long-term future.

Lin Yue glanced at Qingqing.Qingqing obviously understood grandma and sister Lin, and there was a dispute.She wriggled her lips, wanting to keep Sister Lin, but she didn't know what to say.

At this time, Qi Xing said leisurely: "Shopkeeper Lin, come over and have a look, I think the painting He Congming is drawing is pretty good."

As soon as she heard that He Congming's paintings were good, Mrs. He ran over immediately.

Zhu Rui quickly gave up his position.

Mrs. He didn't shy away from it, and looked Qi Xing up and down: "Young man, do you want to buy a painting?" This young man has weird hair and is young, so he doesn't look like a rich man look.

Qi Xing generously let her watch: "I don't want to."

Mrs. He's face darkened: "If you don't want to buy the painting, then you should leave quickly." She wanted Lin Yue to pay for the tea and pumpkin seeds she poured tonight, but she was afraid that Lin Yue and her Settle the bill, there is nowhere to vent the anger in this stomach.

Qi Xing looked at Mrs. He's distorted face with anger, and found it very interesting.

No wonder the ancients said to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles.No, he used to write about the villains who broke up the male and female protagonists. He was a little inexperienced and couldn't write the essence of the villains.But in the future, he can definitely refer to the old lady of the He family as a model.

He said: "I said this painting is good, purely to appreciate the child's innocent inner world. What he thinks in his heart is all reflected in his paintings. Auntie is not afraid of selling his paintings and being scolded by others." Get bloody?"

When he was speaking, Lin Yue had already come over, standing behind He Congming.

He Congming is still drawing tirelessly.He used extremely strong colors to continuously deepen the outline of the characters.On the drawing paper, a vicious-looking man was chasing a terrified little boy with a knife in his hand.

Mrs. He couldn't understand Qi Xing's words at all: "I sold my grandson's paintings, and I didn't break the law. How could I be scolded? Don't spread rumors here."

Yang Jiaojiao was very concerned about Qi Xing's words. Although she didn't know how to draw, she could see something was wrong: "How can he draw a murderer? This child is so scary!"

Mrs. He's complexion changed: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Yue straightened up, frowned and looked at Mrs. He: "Have you been guarding smart at home? Has anyone come in?"

"No, how could outsiders come in!" Mrs. He said, "Our family is so poor that we don't even have mice. How can there be outsiders? Oh, I must be smart and hate you, so I drew such a picture. You don't buy paintings. , let's go!"

He Congming threw away the paintbrush, pointed at the painting, and said to Lin Yue, "Dad, Dad!" It's not that He Congming can't speak, he just doesn't speak.These two "Dad" are very clear.

Mrs. He was startled, and scolded He Congming: "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking?"

He Qingqing plucked up her courage and said to Lin Yue: "Sister Lin, my brother didn't eat well at dinner today and knocked over the bowl, so my father picked up a hanger and chased my brother to beat him."

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