four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 96 Either draw two or don’t draw one at all!

The negotiation between the two parties had just finished, before Mrs. Miao had time to come forward and praise Yuan Bao for doing a good job.

Liu Xianhua's sarcastic voice came from outside the door: "This bitch is so hypocritical! Mr. Wan Mo gave you some colors, and you bargained for a price to open a dyeing shop? You just won't paint if you don't want to. You are such an unlucky guy, and you will bring trouble to Mr. Wan Mo. Lose money.”

Liu Xianhua squeezed through the crowd, pushed away the hand of the village chief's wife Ou Shi, and rushed in holding her son.

First, she slandered Yuan Bao and said she was an unlucky person.

Miao's face turned cold: "Liu Xianhua, you remember to eat but not to beat, right? Do you want to be beaten or do you want to pay?"

Liu Xianhua thought of the two taels of silver that had been blackmailed by the Jin family, and she immediately felt itchy with hatred: "I'm not here to trouble you today, I'm here to see Mr. Wan Mo! If you don't block the way, good dog, get out of the way."

Liu Xianhua did not dare to face Miao's power, so she twisted her hips and dragged Tan Zugen to Master Wan Mo.

"Young Master Wan Mo, look, you Mo Xuan are already willing to draw a beautiful girl, but are you still missing a golden boy? Look at my family's ancestral roots, they also have round faces."

This is the advantage of their old Tan family. He was born a fat boy. Even Liu Xianhua wouldn't believe it if he said he was not the reincarnation of a good boy from heaven.

Wan Mo really needed to draw another golden boy so that the pair of New Year pictures could be sold easily, so he looked at Tan Zugen up and down.

After reviewing his qualifications for making New Year painting dolls, he finally shook his head.

"Sister-in-law, your son is too fat to be a golden boy."

Tan Zugen's appearance was quite good, and he was somewhat similar to Yuan Bao. He believed that they were siblings.

But Tan Zugen's childish face was filled with a touch of ferocity and domineering that should not appear at this age.

With such an attitude, how can she be qualified to be a New Year painting doll?He was making New Year pictures, not paintings to ward off evil spirits.

The flattering smile on Liu Xianhua's face faded:

"Whose son are you calling fat? Do you have any vision? You are blind, right! You can draw my daughter, but why can't you draw my son? Let me tell you, this damn girl Yuan Bao crawled out of my belly. , I know exactly what kind of disaster she is, she can make New Year picture dolls, why can’t my ancestral roots!"

She hates people calling her son a fat boy. How come Mr. Wan Mo from this city is so ignorant of the rules?Is there anyone who says that about a little doll?

Wan Mo snorted, "I'm just telling the truth. Young Master Ling is really appalling in appearance, and there is no joy at all."

"No matter what you say, in short, if you draw my daughter, you have to draw my son as well, otherwise you two won't be able to draw, and the hard-earned money will have to be more expensive than that damn girl, it costs 60 taels!" Liu Xianhua! Pushing his son into Young Master Wan Mo's arms, he opened his mouth.

Wan Mo was a little embarrassed and looked at Miao, hoping she could explain to him what was going on.

Miao was too lazy to explain to Wan Mo and had already rolled up her sleeves. As soon as Liu Xianhua finished speaking, Miao called her daughters-in-law behind her to rush forward.

First, he grabbed Liu Xianhua's bun.

"Who are you calling the disaster star? Try calling me another one! Fourth daughter-in-law, while you are painting here with Yuan Bao, I want to ask carefully whose daughter Yuan Bao is!"

"You were so happy when you abandoned your children and spanked them before. Now that you see that Yuanbao can make money, you are chasing the father on the left and the mother on the right!"

"Liu Xianhua, can you show me one more person?"

Mrs. Miao straightened Liu Xianhua's hair and dragged her out.

(End of this chapter)