A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 197 I Always Feel I Missed Something

Seeing that Yin Heng was about to get up, she just lay down casually with one leg bent.The black hair in white was hanging loose on the couch, he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, his brows were full of laziness.

Meng Yan had seen Xu Chenfang's lazy appearance before, and thought it was the most seductive, but she had rarely seen Yin Heng's lazy appearance.

Seeing it right now, Meng Yan was suddenly blessed, and realized that when a man is in trouble, there is really nothing wrong with a woman...

Meng Yan always felt that under this invincible beauty, she seemed to have overlooked something, but that flash of light flashed in her mind, and disappeared so quickly that she couldn't catch it.

For a moment, she couldn't remember what she had overlooked, just as Mrs. Xia called her again, she responded and went to the kitchen.

After the meal, Meng Yan carefully took out the paintings in Yin Heng's room and showed them to Mrs. Xia.

Seeing this, Xia couldn't help being amazed, and then looked at Yin Heng who was playing with Monkey Bugui, his expression was always a little complicated.

Scholars such as Meng Yan's grandfather, Mr. Xia, and Meng Yan's biological father, Meng Yunxiao, the Xia family can see a kind of bookishness in them at a glance.

But Yin Heng didn't have it, but he could write and draw well, with such grace and leisure in his pen and ink, how could he be an ordinary person?

Xia family no longer cares whether he can stand up in the future, as long as Meng Yan likes it, it doesn't matter if he stays like this for the rest of his life.But the only thing she can't worry about is his origin.

Meng Yan was putting away the drawing paper when she heard Xia whisper in her ear: "How can ordinary people draw such a picture."

Meng Yan laughed and said, "Mother, don't underestimate people, there are people outside of them."

Xia said: "Mother meant that. Ah Nai didn't ask him, who is he?"

"What's there to ask about."

Xia's language earnestly said: "Your future husband-in-law, you should always find out where he came from, otherwise you will marry someone with unknown background in a muddle-headed way, how can your mother feel at ease?"

Meng Yan tied the scroll with a thin rope, and said casually: "I'm not very interested, but if my mother is worried, I can ask him the day before the wedding." She raised her head and looked at Xia Shi again. , "By the way, when will Ah Heng and I get married? Do you want to find someone to see the date or something?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xia didn't bother to pay attention to her, so she got up and left.

The next day Meng Yan took the painting to the street market to sell.Originally, she expected to sell only five taels of silver, but unexpectedly, a temporary stall was set up on the side of the street, and when the painting was unfolded, more than one person came to inquire.

Although the city is small, there are also literati and inkmen, and those who know the goods will naturally be able to tell at a glance that this is a good product.

If Meng Yan only offered five taels of silver, he might have been bought out early in the morning.It can be seen that everyone's spiritual consumption is still very confident, and she underestimated it before.

So in the end she sold it for ten taels of silver.

Mrs. Xia was also very surprised, she didn't expect a painting to be so expensive in the city.

Meng Yan smiled and said to Xia Shi: "Look, Ah Heng is not only beautiful, but now he can earn money to support his family."

Xia Shi could not refute.

In the past, she really felt that Yin Heng was useless except for being good-looking, and she couldn't stand up, so she could only sit in a wheelchair and let Meng Yan take care of her.But gradually she found that, except for the regret that he couldn't stand up, the rest didn't affect his usefulness at all.

Afterwards, Meng Yan bought Yin Heng better ink and painting paper.

Later, Meng Yan accidentally saw Hou Bugui dragging two wooden sticks into Yin Heng's hands, and asked, "Bugui, why did you give the sticks to Ah Heng?"

Hou Bugui looked at the stick, then at Yin Heng, then at Meng Yan.

Yin Heng patted its head and said, "It probably wants me to play with it."

Meng Yan was suddenly blessed, her expression became solemn, and she said, "I finally remembered what I overlooked that day."

"When?" Yin Heng looked up at her.

Meng Yan said, "The morning when I entered your room and you were still lying on the bed."

Yin Heng asked: "Then what did Ah Nan ignore?"

Meng Yan looked at him and said, "When I left, I saw you were still lying on the bed."

Yin Heng: "Yes."

Meng Yan added: "One leg is still bent."

Yin Heng: "..."

Meng Yan said, "Your legs can bend and stretch freely?"

Yin Heng pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Did you read it wrong?"

Meng Yan was very sure: "I remember your every move very clearly, because it is indeed quite seductive."

Yin Heng said seriously: "That may be because I didn't notice it myself."

Meng Yan came over, squatted in front of Yin Heng, tried to lift and stretch his legs, and asked him how he felt.

Although Meng Yan found it unbelievable, she still said: "It may be that you used to do that kind of action habitually, so when you do it now, your brain subconsciously thinks it is very normal, so you don't even realize it yourself."

She tried both of Yin Heng's legs, and found that she could really flex and stretch normally.

When Meng Yan looked at Yin Heng again, there was light in his eyes, and he asked him: "Can you make Shangli?"

Yin Heng half-opened his eyelids, his eyes fell on her face, her expression seemed to be able to illuminate him.At that time, he couldn't bear to let the light in her eyes dim, so he replied in a low voice: "Maybe it can be done a little bit."

Meng Yan said happily: "After several months of raising her, she is finally getting better. Now that she can use her strength, Ah-Heng can no longer sit like this every day, and has to start practicing walking."

Yin Heng chose to remain silent with a harmless face.

Meng Yan explained: "Your legs have been resting for too long, and it is impossible to walk freely overnight. If you don't practice, your legs will be inflexible and uncontrollable."

When she turned her head to look at Monkey Bugui and the wooden stick it dragged in, she was all smiles, and stretched out her hand to tickle it, making it feel comfortable and moaning.

Meng Yan said: "No return, don't you want Ah Heng to use this wooden stick as a handrail? What a good and understanding monkey!" She looked at Yin Heng and said, "Sometimes the perception of animals is more sensitive than that of humans. , plus not returning to the original is very smart, it must have realized that you should use this."

Yin Heng said: "Okay, then I will try."

Meng Yan hurriedly leaned over and put Yin Heng's arm on his shoulder; his other hand supported the handle of the wheelchair, and Meng Yan slowly helped him up.

Meng Yan said to the monkey, "If you don't return, quickly bring a wooden stick."

Monkey Bugui then dragged the stick with ease and handed one end to Yin Heng.So Yin Heng supported the wooden stick with one hand and Meng Yan's shoulder with the other, and finally he was able to stand up.

Meng Yan looked up at him, only to realize that when he stood up, he was much taller than herself.

Her heart was pounding inexplicably, she didn't know whether it was because she was too happy or too nervous, but he couldn't hold it for long, so he sat back on the wheelchair again, this force dragged Meng Yan down, and fell directly into his arms.

(End of this chapter)