Unlimited Supplies: Take the Space Supermarket To Support the Right Minister

  Chapter 86 I am a big girl with yellow flowers, and I am not a flower picker

  This house really has to be lived in to be popular. After Yu Xiaolian looked at the brand-new house, he put a thick stack of label paper on the small kang table in front of Su Jingchen.

  The reason why she came so late was that she had cut two more blank sheets of labels.

  There is a free copier, of course he has to write more, the more the better.

   "Where is Su Jingyue?"

   "Aunt Li said that she lacked a lot of things at home, so she went to the street to buy them, and Jing Yue followed her." Su Jingchen said while studying ink.

  After Su Jingchen dipped the brush in the ink, Yu Xiaolian took out the sample label paper she brought.

   "Write it like this?"

  In order for the label paper to look high-end and elegant, Yu Xiaolian also painted a golden European pattern on the edge of the paper.

  At the beginning, she planned to paint orchids, roses, lilies and lavender according to the smell of the paste.

  Later she tried to draw a few, but gave up decisively.

  She underestimated the extent of her handicap.

  Imagination is beautiful, but reality is slapping.

  The European pattern she drew is also the simplest style, who makes her a handicapped party.

  The patterns in my mind are very elegant and beautiful, but they are not the same after I draw them.

  Yu Xiaolian nodded, "Well, you can just write like this!"

  Su Jingchen nodded and began to write.

   After a while, I finished writing a sheet and handed it to Yu Xiaolian.

  Yu Xiaolian took a look and was amused.

   "Your brother also said that your handwriting is beautiful, isn't it the same as mine?"

   Didn't see what looks good!

  Su Jingchen frowned, "Didn't you say to write like this?"

  Yu Xiaolian was surprised, it turned out that Su Jingchen thought that Yu Xiaolian asked him to write exactly the same as this sample label.

  She said why the handwriting is so familiar, and he copied her handwriting.

   Taking a closer look, even the European-style pattern she drew was overdrawn, and he copied it without any mistakes.

   This man really uses himself as a printing press!

  Yu Xiaolian yelled, "I came to you because I said my handwriting was not good-looking, and you deliberately imitated my handwriting, you guy did it on purpose, right?"

  Su Jingchen pursed the corners of his mouth to hide the smile that was about to overflow.

   "It was my fault. I rewrote!"

  Yu Xiaolian took out a golden color pen, "I'll use this for the edge, and you can write."

  Su Jingchen nodded, and quickly wrote the first one, "Rose freshener, what is a rose?"

  Yu Xiaolian doesn't know if there are such things as roses in this world, but she doesn't have difficulty lying, "Rose is the name of a wild flower."

   Taking the sticky note written by Su Jingchen, Yu Xiaolian examined it.

   The characters written with the brush are actually thinner than those written with a signature pen, it's beyond the law.

  Comparing people to people, it's maddening.

  God is inexplicably partial to some people.

  Holding the golden pen, Yu Xiaolian outlined a simple pattern with a few strokes, and completed a picture.

  I wrote about dozens of rose cleaners, and then I started writing about lavender.

   "What is lavender?" Su Jingchen asked.

   "It's also a kind of wild flower." Yu Xiaolian continued to draw patterns without raising her head.

   Are you so perfunctory? Su Jingchen laughed, and didn't even bother to change the explanation.

  Yu Xiaolian felt Su Jingchen's scrutinizing gaze, and raised her head to meet Su Jingchen's meaningful smile.

   "The golden pen, can I ask?"

"cannot!"

  Yu Xiaolian handed over a stack of papers, "Write quickly, don't try to be lazy!"

  Su Jingchen didn't ask any more questions, and began to write without complaint.

   Two people, one writing and the other painting, gave birth to a sense of harmony.

  It wasn't until Yu Changhe's voice sounded in the yard that Yu Xiaolian hurriedly said to Su Jingchen, "I'm going home first, and I'll come back tomorrow."

   "Tomorrow I will go to the academy during the day, and Uncle Yu will probably not let you come at night. You don't have to come. I have finished writing and let Aunt Li send it to you."

  Yu Xiaolian put on her shoes while getting off the kang, and said, "Well...you don't need to rush to write this, it's more important for you to study, I'm not in a hurry."

   Actually, she was in a hurry, but she realized it just now, and felt that it was not good to enslave Su Jingchen like this.

  Su Jingchen nodded in response, "Go back quickly, Uncle Yu is in a hurry."

As soon as Yu Changhe saw Yu Xiaolian, he frowned and said displeasedly, "I told you a long time ago that you should not come here if you have nothing to do. It's good for you to stay here all afternoon. If I don't come to call you, Don't you know come back?"

  Yu Xiaolian felt that she was like the child who made a mistake at this moment, being reprimanded by her father, she didn't dare to speak back.

  Yu Changhe closed the wooden door of the second entrance courtyard, and continued, "I think this door is redundant, and I was thinking about guarding against others. I think they should guard against you."

  Yu Xiaolian looked at Yu Changhe's tall figure sadly, usually Sun always said that Yu Changhe had a stupid mouth, how could he be stupid?

   Give her a crackling meal and say.

   "I just want Su Jingchen to write some label paper for me, what about you? They should be on guard against me. I'm a big girl with yellow flowers, not a flower picker."

  Yu Xiaolian just said something stubborn, and Yu Changhe was hit on the head.

   "Look at what you said, some girl is talking about flower pickers."

   Yu Xiaolian, who was beaten, covered her head and pouted.

  She was wronged, but she didn't say it.

   If you say it, you will be stubborn, and if you speak stubbornly, you will be beaten.

  Yu Changhe said sharply, "In short, you are not allowed to go to Su's house if you have nothing to do in the future, do you hear me?"

   "Got it." Yu Xiaolian decided to temporarily succumb to Yu Changhe's despotic power as the hero didn't want to suffer the immediate loss.

   "Also, I called you for a long time just now, why don't you come out quickly? What are you doing?"

   "Where did I dawdle? As soon as you called me, I put on my shoes tightly, and I came out after putting on my shoes."

  Yu Changhe's eyes widened, "Wearing shoes? Did you take off your shoes and get on the kang?"

  Yu Xiaolian suddenly felt bad, and even lowered her voice a little, "The kang is so hot, it's so cold now."

  Yu Changhe stared angrily, "Where's your kid? He's on the kang too?"

   "Ah!" That's someone else, and he must stay on the kang.

"So you two stayed on the same kang? Don't you know that men and women have different seats at seven years old? Even if you don't know, doesn't he know that he is a scholar? No wonder this kid came to our house to rent a house. Seeing that this kid has no good intentions."

  Yu Changhe was filled with indignation, "Tomorrow I must build a wall at the arch."

  Yu Xiaolian never imagined that Yu Changhe would be so angry.

  She wants to say, as for?

  But she swallowed the words again, and she didn't have the courage to speak.

  I can only complain about Yu Changhe's fuss in my heart.

  Yu Changhe told Sun about Yu Xiaolian's 'crime' angrily, and said that tomorrow he must build a wall.

Mrs. Sun was making cotton clothes. When Yu Changhe crackled and said to her, Mrs. Sun said to Yu Xiaolian solemnly, "Mother knows that when you were in the village, you didn't have many friends, so you just spent a few days with Zhao Erya. Now you want to make friends, I understand, but men and women are different, you have to pay attention to proportion."

  What can Yu Xiaolian say, the ancients put too much emphasis on the defense of men and women, and she felt that no matter what she defended, it was against common sense.

   The mistake was that she was quick to say that she took off her shoes.

   Can you give me your monthly pass?

   Poor Da Da

  (end of this chapter)