Shan Yunong woke up hungry in the morning.

Although I had some cakes last night, I couldn't hold anything. Today, no one knocks downstairs.

It seems that no one cares about her today?

After a while, the smell of braised chicken legs came from downstairs, which really made people salivate.

Shan Yunong felt his stomach. He didn't want to be hungry. He went downstairs and opened the door. A few little girls at the door are sweeping. When they see her get up, they call Miss Sheng Shan one after another.

In front of the door, there was a big table full of delicious food and appetite.

Su Tingchen is sitting on the edge of the table.

Su Tingchen was dressed in white and had a book in his hand. The white silk in his hair was floating in the wind. He became a graceful young man from the painting.

The man sat down with the delicious food. He was full at a glance.

The so-called beautiful food, is probably such a look.

"Ah, it's good-looking - I don't think my soul has gone." Shan Yunong muttered and went to the table.

Sue didn't move when she heard the dust, so she just sat there.

"Good morning, Mr. Su."

Su Tingchen put the book down and looked at her, "I was hungry all night last night. Today, it's cheaper for you."

Shan Yu Nong laughs when he hears this. It's good. Since he wants her to remember the painting, how can he please her if he doesn't do it well?

Shan Yunong sat down and said, "Mr. Su, you are a smart man. You must know how to ask for help. You have to be good."

Su listened to the dust and did not speak. She looked at her with a smile, as if she agreed.

Shan Yunong tore the drumstick and put it into his mouth. "Only when you are full can you have strength, and only when you sleep well can you have spirit. If you serve well, there will be paintings, don't you think? "

It's very reasonable, isn't it?

Su listens to dust to seem to nod, "can need this childe to wait on personally?"

Shan Yu Nong's face complacent, "this need not - evening, beat a back to go."

Soon, a drumstick fell.

Su Tingchen said slowly: "I heard that there is a kind of poison. After eating it, people will be more obedient."

The chopsticks fell to the ground.

"What did you say?"

Su Tingchen continued: "I'm very afraid of trouble. I asked someone to buy some, but I failed -- "

" did I eat worms? " Shan Yunong opened his mouth, "you mean, you gave me worms?"

Su Tingchen pinched her chin. "It seems that this insect does not affect her intelligence."

"Su Tingchen, what a vicious heart you are! You just poison me! " Shan Yunong stood up and kept buckling his voice.

"You know how to cure and poison. What should you do if you solve it yourself?" Su listened to the dust and looked at her with a smile, "don't worry, this insect can't come out if it touches the body - unless there's a medicine to relieve the poisonous insects."

"Su Tingchen!" Shan Yunong gritted his teeth.

"Well behaved, you can die wherever you like. I will never stop you." Su listened to Chen's understatement.

Shan Yunong's complacency will disappear.

I know that fighting with such people will not come to a good end.

God, what is he afraid of? If you have any handle, please give her some!

Online and so on, very urgent!

"No, it's a picture. I'll draw it for you!" Shan Yu pushes the bowl and turns to enter the room. After thinking about it, he turned back and took a drumstick from the table. "Anyway, there are poisonous insects, and I'm not afraid to eat more."

Shan Yunong chewed the chicken leg all the way to the desk. He almost had enough to eat. He pressed a greasy hand on the paper and put the bone under it like a fan. He couldn't help laughing.

This person who loves painting will never pollute his canvas and painting tools. She -

Su listened to Chen's disgusting glance at her and couldn't help shaking her head.

Shan Yunong picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink. He looked at the pictures he bought. It was quite simple, that is, a big lump on the paper.

You can put a pen on your own drawing paper. I don't know which one to put.

She simply spread the drawing paper on the canvas that she had already painted, and prepared to copy it and print it first.

Although the paper is very thin, it is of good quality and can not be seen clearly. In the end, even the original painting was stained with ink.

Shan Yunong frowned and threw the pen away.

Raise your head and listen to Su's eyes full of stardust.

His eyes, how beautiful.

"Why?" He asked.

"I remember that painting. It's in Shan's house." Shan Yunong opened his mouth and said.

Su Tingchen's eyes narrowed, and the meaning of danger was conveyed all of a sudden.

Shan Yunong lied calmly, "really, I didn't cheat you. That painting is in Shan's house. But I don't really remember where it is

"Are you sure it's at Shan's?" Su listens to the blue veins on her forehead and jumps twice.Shan Yunong pretended to be surprised. "Do you still want me to go back to Dan's house to get the painting? A single family is a wolf's nest. Don't you know that Shan Haidie is going to kill me? I don't know if she came out of prison

"Shan Yunong --" Su Tingchen said almost every word.

"I know that nothing against you will come to a good end, so I dare not cheat you, really. I believed in the Shan family and the son of a bitch Shan Chaifeng, so I put the painting in the Shan family. I don't know. They will do this to me. " Shan Yunong lies with eyes and nose.

Su Tingchen didn't speak for a moment.

Shan Yunong is complacent and thinks, fighting with my mother, you still have thousands of years of cultural history!

Su listened to Chen's silence for several times, and finally said, "it seems that you can't remember the painting?"

"Well, I don't remember."

"It seems that I am too hard for you."

"Young master, you are a great man. I know that you princes will not support idle people. How about I go to the hospital to help? "

"I'm not just raising idle people." Su listened to Chen slowly.

Suddenly, a doorman burst in and interrupted the conversation.

The doorman gasped and ran in a hurry, "young master, young master --"

"said

"There's a patient outside who's suffering from hemiplegia and needs to visit because of a bleeding stroke."

Su Tingchen frowned, "who is sick?"

"Shan Chaifeng."

Su Tingchen looks at Shan Yunong with complicated eyes.

Shan Yunong has no response. She thinks that Shan Chaifeng's illness has nothing to do with her.

For a long time, she scolded again.

She didn't react for a moment. Shan Chaifeng is the father of the original owner. Now she is her father.

Her father is sick. It has a lot to do with her!

What's more, the disease of partial withering.

Hemiplegia is a traditional Chinese medicine, to put it bluntly, hemiplegia. Hemorrhagic stroke is hemiplegia caused by cerebral hemorrhage. That is, half of the body is unconscious and cannot move.

Paralyzed patients, eating, drinking, sleeping all in bed, spitting have to be followed.

But Shan Chaifeng was ill. According to the common law of Liang state, it was only his own daughter, Shan Yunong, who went back to serve him.

Liang Guo attached great importance to filial piety and set up a special supervision system to supervise the elderly. If an old man is sued in the Yamen for his unfilial children, most of them will be sentenced to death.

"I can't go home alone." Shan Yunong cried, "can I not go back?"

"Just right, the painting is also in Shan's house." Su listen to dust skin smile meat don't smile of say.