I can only see the south wind and not see you

Chapter 59 Poverty Only Makes Me Stronger

Vaguely, she also felt some hostility coming, so it's better to stay here less.

Su Meihong said with a smile: "Good sister, when you finish painting, I will go with you, let's go back together."

Su Qingxiang curled her lips when she heard this, did she make a mistake, she is Su Meihong's older sister, okay?What a disappointment.

The brothers had already spread the rice paper on another table, Hou Biao grinded it himself, and Hou Zhong handed over the pen. Jasmine was really flattered by this situation.

She took the pen, thought for a while, slightly curled the corners of her lips, and put down the pen lightly. When she was learning to paint, she liked to copy Yun Shouping's "Chrysanthemum Picture" the most. Level, but it's still completely okay to fool around in front of these people.

Soon, a beautiful "Chrysanthemum Picture" appeared in front of everyone, and they filled in the first half of Li Qingzhao's words, which was perfect.

After Dongli put the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance.I can't help but lose my soul, the wind is blowing in the west, and the person is thinner than the yellow flower.

Gently putting down the pen, Jasmine smiled lightly and said, "You're done, the little girl will take her leave first."

Hou Biao picked up the painting and said: "Good painting, good words, good calligraphy, the girl is really three good girls."

Everyone laughed, and Hou Biao said, "I'll order someone to frame the painting."

A girl pursed her lips and said unhappily: "I heard that Miss Jasmine's family is not only poor, but also killed several fiancés-in-law, and I heard that the girl still has her hands broken?"

Well, each of these people is more powerful than the other, but in such a short time, they have already figured out her family background.

However, she doesn't care what other people say. It's really superstitious. She is a good young woman in the 21st century. Naturally, it is impossible for her to listen to such nonsense.

Immediately sneered, and said: "That's right, I'm Broken Hand, and my former fiancé is dead, but I haven't even seen their faces, so it's a bit too much to say that I killed them, I can only It means that their fate should be like this. However, it doesn’t matter if my family is poor. The children of the poor are already in charge of the family. For me, poverty is a kind of training, which can make me stronger.”

"Good! That's really good."

Hou Biao took the lead in applauding, and the boys applauded vigorously, and the atmosphere was very good.

Jasmine smiled slightly, turned around lightly, took Su Meihong's arm and left, Hou Biao shouted behind her: "Girl, I hope I can sing poems and odes with you next time, and paint with ink."

Jasmine smiled, and said as elegantly as a chrysanthemum: "Okay, Mr. Hou, there should be a chance."

The lingering sound lingered, people had already left the courtyard, leaving only a faint fragrance, and the fiery eyes of all the talents.

Su Qingxiang curled her lips, and said: "It's just an ominous person with a severed palm, what's there to associate with, but our sisters are good at singing and dancing, are also proficient in poetry and Fu, and also understand piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. My brother doesn’t know how to treat us better.”

"You?" Hou Zhong trembled after hearing this, and hurriedly turned to look for Du Ziteng, but where is the shadow of Du Ziteng?

After thinking about it for a while, it seems that since the competition of drumming and passing flowers, I haven't seen this person very much. It's just that there were so many people at that time, so I didn't pay attention.

(End of this chapter)