Chapter 24

"Coquettish?" When Xu Qingyi got home, he couldn't wait to shout.

Sheng Jiaoyang sat up and looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qingleng next, think daughter has changed a lot.

"Why are you so thin? Is the game too tired? " The pain on Xu Qing's face.

"No, I'm just stronger."

Sheng Jiaoyang couldn't stand being looked at like this. He got up and walked around in front of Xu Qing to prove his words.

Xu Qing smiled. She felt that her daughter seemed more lively in front of her. Now she has no time to think about anything else, just want to make up for her daughter.

Look at the thin one. The flesh on the cheek is gone.

"Jiao Jiao, you play at home. I'll buy some vegetables and cook." Then go out.

Sheng Jiaoyang is quick at eyes and hands. He immediately takes Xu Qing's hand and goes out together. He says, "we won't cook today. Let's go out and have a good celebration."

"But..." Xu Qing has a lot of worries. She knows that her daughter should have some money in her hand. But school is just around the corner. There are too many places to spend money. If she can save now, she will save.

"Don't worry, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry. I have enough money for my tuition in the next few years."

Xu Qing stopped, turned around and looked at Sheng Jiaoyang and asked, "Jiao Jiao, what do you draw that can sell so much money?"

It's not that she doesn't believe her daughter, but she didn't know her daughter had a talent for painting. She never saw her daughter's paintings, and she doesn't have art cells. It's hard for her to imagine what kind of paintings she would have to draw to sell at a high price.

"I said you don't know, so tell you, that day I went to the old city commercial street to sell paintings, and then a super rich enemy boss took a fancy to my paintings. He thought that my paintings were amazing. If I offered too little, it would insult my paintings, so he gave me a transfer of money."

Sheng Jiaoyang said speciously, of course, she can't tell the truth. Can she say that she was very unlucky to meet the devil Shen that day, and was very lucky to be smashed by him with money.

No one believed it!

"Jiao Jiao, how much did you sell your paintings to my mother?" Xu Qing looked at Xiasheng's face and asked cautiously.

After thinking about it, Sheng decided to tell her so that she would not worry about it all the time.

She held out a forefinger.

"Ten thousand?" Xu Qing felt that the number was within the range of imagination.

"Poof! Ten thousand is not enough to pay the deposit for our rental. " Sheng Xiaoyang chuckled. It's true that the poor are used to it. This ideology is not open enough.

It's obvious that someone forgot that he only wanted so much money from devil Shen in the first place.

"One hundred thousand?!" This number has gone beyond Xu Qing's imagination. Her eyes are wide open and her face is unbelievable.

What is the concept of a painting of 100000? It will take two or even three years for her to make so much money. If the number of famous painters' paintings is not expected, Jiao Jiao is just a young girl who just finished the college entrance examination!

"A million." The sun will not bend.

These three words are like a stone shaking, which makes Xu Qing speechless. A million! If you don't buy a house or a car, it will be enough for them to eat for a lifetime.

"Jiao Jiao, you are really so powerful!" After a while, Xu Qingcai calmed down.

"So, you don't have to worry about me at all. You see I can make money so much, and I will only make more in the future. In the future, if you don't want to work, you don't have to be angry with anyone, because I will support you. " Sheng said earnestly.

Xu Qing's eyes turned red in a flash. Her daughter had said the same thing before, but although she was moved, she felt that her daughter was still young. At least she had to finish college to realize such a good wish. But now it's different. Her daughter proved that this was not empty talk with facts.

There was no moment when she could feel more than now that it was the most correct decision in her life to have a daughter after divorce. These years, people's gossips and family's admonitions and accusations were not equal to her daughter's "I will raise you".

Sheng Jiaoyang reaches for Xu Qing.

"You should be happy. I will not be your burden any more."

"No, you'll never be my burden. You're the belief that I can survive." Xu Qing's voice was choked, but her tone was firm.

Sheng Jiaoyang is deeply touched. She also has a great mother. Her mother firmly gave birth to her when she knew that her life would be in danger and her life would be reduced. In order to take care of her for several years or even miraculously break the doctor's diagnosis, she stayed in the world for five years.

Xu Qing is a weak woman, but she is really a good mother. For Xu Jiaojiao, she must have suffered a lot.

"In the future, I will be your pride." Take a step back in the scorching sun.

"You have always been my pride."

Sheng Jiaoyang took out the tissue from the tissue box on the porch to wipe Xu Qing's tears. He said in a playful tone, "let's go. Your little pride is going to take you to a big meal now!"Xu Qing broke into tears.

As a person with particular taste buds, the feast of hot sun is certainly not those so-called rehearsals. What can be called the feast in her mind must be those clean, delicious and stylish.

There is a private restaurant in an alley on Xuefu Road. The curator is a strange person who pursues all kinds of delicious private dishes. His shop has been open for 30 years.

Sheng Jiaoyang knows that here, first her mother brought her here, and then went abroad for nearly ten years. The first thing to do after returning home is to find a dish here and order it. The taste is as good as memory.

Sheng Jiaoyang takes Xu Qing to a lane.

There are still some old buildings in this area. The blue brick walls under the eaves carved with dragons and phoenixes are also painted with cloud patterns of great charm. Even the roads in the alleys are paved with the whole board of bluestones.

"Jiao Jiao, isn't it the right way? It's all residential. " Asked Xu Qing uncertainly.

"Don't worry, I've come here to eat. I won't take the wrong way."

Said, Sheng Jiaoyang has come to a red paint carved wood door, opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, the first thing we saw was a green vegetable field. A half meter wide stone road was paved in the middle of the vegetable field. There was a blue stone road around the vegetable field at the corner of the gatehouse on both sides, extending to the gate of the lobby.

In the lobby, there are several remains on the wall and a screen of landscape painting on the side.

Where is this like a restaurant?

Xu Qing is about to retreat. Sheng Jiaoyang pulls her inside and walks around the screen into the room.

By the door was a cash register, and a young woman was sitting at the back looking at the books.

When I saw two new faces, the woman was not surprised. She just asked, "how many of you have?"

"Just the two of us." When the sun is hot, the way is right.

"There are many guests today. The rooms are all booked. Only the loft has a place. Do you mind?" Said the woman.

"It doesn't matter. I can see your little fish pond in the attic."

There was a trace of surprise in the woman's eyes, and she guessed that the other side should have come to eat when she was not at home.

"Do you have anything to eat today?"

"Let's have a small fish dinner for two and two bowls of treasure rice," said Sheng Jiaoyang, looking at the woman's heavier stomach. "Sit down, I know how to get to the attic."

"Well, take your seats first. I'll send you refreshments and tea." The woman smiled.

"Well."

Sheng Jiaoyang leads Xu Qing to the inside, turns a few corners and goes to the attic.

The windows in the attic are still the old type of extrapolation windows. The windows on all sides are open, and the warm wind blows in the floor.

There is air conditioning in the private room, but not in the attic, so the average person can book a private room without going to the attic.

Each of the three desks and chairs occupies a corner, and the rest is interesting. Two three-dimensional bookcases are placed obliquely. Through the glass cabinet door, you can see that the inside is full of books. In front of the bookcase, there is also a piano that looks old.

"It's not the study, is it?" Xu Qing looked around and said.

"It used to be the granddaughter of the curator, the woman at the door just now, her activity room." Sheng had played here when he was a kid. At that time, there were all kinds of toys here.

The curator is a granddaughter controller. None of his grandchildren have such good treatment and can own a cabinet floor for activities.

In a flash, so many years have passed.

Unconsciously, Sheng Jiaoyang has come to the piano. She looks at Xu Qing and sits down.

Now that she has become Xu Jiaojiao, let Xu Qing know her new daughter again.

The crisp and tonal sounds come together to form a beautiful melody.

This is one of her favorite tunes and the one she plays most often. She just came here without looking at the score.

Xu Qing has been stunned.

Daughter is an all-around genius!

The young man who was walking in the middle of the corridor across the small fish pond suddenly stopped.

"Mr. Shen? What's the matter? " The middle-aged man, who was leading the way on the right, stopped and asked.

"Nothing." The man quietly raised his eyes, glanced at the attic, and went on.