after marrying stepbrother

Chapter 183 Portrait
Chapter 183 Portrait
It was dark, and strings of lanterns had been lit beside the stalls, echoing the full moon in the sky, which was very appropriate for the occasion.

The two stalls at home have been set up, one is on East Street and the other is on West Street.

The east-west long street sells food and gadgets, while the north-south street is a street with various lights. At the intersection in the middle, there are the most distinctive ice lanterns in the Northland.

Craftsmen chisel ice from the river, and then carve it into various shapes, which are crystal clear and beautiful.

"Little girl, the Master is here."

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Chen greeted the guests swiftly.

"What kind of powder is this? We each have a bowl."

The guests at the first table were probably from out of town, and they were hungry at the moment. Seeing the steam rising from the booth, they just wanted to have a quick bite so as not to delay the visit to the lantern festival.

Lin Yuesha introduced to the guests that the pure hot and sour powder costs eight yuan, and adding some minced meat costs only ten yuan, and the taste is even better.

Of course, if someone can't eat spicy food, she can also make a clear soup. The hot and sour powder is neither sour nor spicy. This is her last stubbornness.

After eating a bowl of hot and sour noodles, the soup base was completely drunk. Several people were full of praise. After a table of guests left, new customers joined in one after another.

There are not too many people, and the family is already busy.

Zhang Qing'er and Jiang Baozhu came over, and they invited Lin Yuesha to go shopping with lanterns.

"Let Light Green stay and look at the stall, let's go shopping."

Zhang Qing'er pulled Lin Yuesha, determined to keep the light green.

"How does this work!"

Light green is Zhang Qing'er's big maid, and she doesn't do menial work on weekdays, and everyone wants to see the lantern show, so she can't do it.

"Miss Lin, it's okay, leave it to the slave."

Light green didn't mind at all, she had discussed with her own lady in advance, she would come to help, and change Lin Yuesha for a while.

The main reason is that her young lady hired a painter to keep the portraits of the three of them as souvenirs.

"Sister Yuesha, come with me."

Zhang Qing'er had a sullen face, this might be the last chance for the three sisters to hang out together.

Her father received the transfer order and rushed to a southern prefecture to be the magistrate after the year, and the transfer order came down during the day, which caught Zhang Qing'er off guard.

In the final analysis, Lin Yuesha contributed a lot to Daddy's sudden promotion after a few years without moving his position.

"It's all up to you to overthrow bloody recognition of relatives, but it's my father who gets the benefits."

Zhang Qing'er thought that the yamen should reward Lin Yuesha with a large sum of money, instead of dismissing her with a hundred or so taels.

"Master Zhang has always been honest and upright for the people, it is a great thing to be promoted!"

Lin Yuesha was sincerely happy for Zhang Qing'er, and when she went to the south, she would still be a good sister who could communicate and was worth caring about.

"If Mr. Zhang doesn't get promoted, will it make me an official?"

Lin Yuesha pursed her lips and smiled, and handed over the apron in front of her to Light Green. If so, she really wanted to be with Zhang Qinger.

Tomorrow will be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the Zhang family is packing up their things and preparing to leave, and the chances of the two meeting each other are becoming less and less.

"Sister Yuesha, Baozhu, I can't bear to part with you."

Zhang Qing'er's eyes were slightly red. The news came too suddenly. Although her parents were very happy, she didn't feel any joy at all.

I haven't known Lin Yuesha and Jiang Baozhu for a long time, and the three of them have different temperaments, but they have an inexplicable understanding.

And she was about to travel far away, before the three of them got married, they didn't know if they could meet again.

Her mother, Lin, also had a close sister before she got married. She followed her husband to the Northwest and wrote a letter for a year or so. Maybe she will never see her again in this lifetime.

Just thinking of this, Zhang Qing'er couldn't help being sad.

"Sister Qing'er, we are destined, we will always meet."

Lin Yuesha was also a little bit reluctant, but she couldn't control the other party's departure.

"Qing'er, you often write letters back from the south. I heard that there are many delicious foods in the south. You don't want to taste all the delicacies in the world. The south is a rare place."

Jiang Baozhu comforted Zhang Qing'er, and Zhang Qing'er smiled through tears.

Yes, although she can't see each other for the time being, she can write letters, buy some beautiful gadgets in the south, and give them to her sisters.

"I didn't discuss it with you. I found a painter and asked him to give us portraits. In this way, even after a few years, I won't forget what you look like."

Zhang Qing'er was feeling sad again while talking.

"Okay, but if I become more beautiful in a few years, I still have to re-portrait!"

Lin Yuesha adjusted the atmosphere, brushed her hair, and at another stall, bought a rabbit hosta of not-so-good condition for a tael of silver.

"The lotus lantern was made by a craftsman hired by the yamen. Let's stand in the middle of the lotus."

There were many people around, and when it got dark, there were more and more people.

Thin small snowflakes were floating in the air, and after a while, Lin Yuesha's head was covered with dots of white, as if wearing plum blossoms.

"Miss three, you are all together, just smile."

Zhang Qing'er was generous, and invited three painters, the three of them immersed themselves in painting, and three pictures of beauties appeared in a short while.

"Sir, you can see Sister Yuesha and Baozhu in your painting, but who is this stunning beauty?"

Zhang Qing'er looked carefully, but there was no one behind her.

The painter was very embarrassed, and said with a smile, "This is you, Miss."

Painting for the magistrate's daughter, he is not good at making people ugly, especially when the other two are more beautiful than her.

Afraid of being criticized, the artist had no choice but to make some changes to make Zhang Qing'er a beautiful woman.

"I look like this, why don't I know!"

After Zhang Qing'er thought about it for a while, she understood the painter's thoughts and was very annoyed.

The portrait was kept as a commemoration, and it's not Bimei. If you collect this portrait and give it to Lin Yuesha and Jiang Baozhu, will they still remember her?
"Draw it again, I want the most realistic one, if I can't do it well, I'll tell my dad to go!"

Zhang Qing'er doesn't need to be flattered, she has repeatedly stated that she wants to be in the most natural and authentic state.

Whether a person looks good or not is given by her parents. Although she is not that beautiful, her family background is already very good. She has no worries about food and drink, and has never suffered a big grievance. If she is not satisfied, God will not see it.

The painters were taught a lesson, you look at me, I look at you, the three of them looked at each other, and finally reached an agreement, according to what the lady said.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the new portrait was completed. Zhang Qinger expressed her satisfaction with the new portrait. The smiling girl with a round face was definitely her.

The three of them snuggled together, their smiles were reflected by the lamplight, and there was a small light flowing in their eyes.

"Sister Yuesha, Baozhu, each of you choose a painter and a location."

The group photo of the three of them is completed, and the next step is to create independent portraits. At least three of them must be made and collected separately.

For Zhang Qing'er's trip, she might never have the chance to return to the Northland in her life, and this was the only way she could think of as a souvenir.

Maybe when you get married and have children in the future, seeing these, you can still think of the days back then, which are all good memories.

"Okay, sir, follow me."

Lin Yuesha chose an old man with a gray beard. As for the location, it was her hot and sour noodle stall, and the plaque had Mr. Zhang's words on it.

(End of this chapter)