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Chapter 317: Painting for Xiaoyu


Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, she didn't seem to understand what Jiang Yi meant.

Jiang Yi nodded, "Well, no," and then, with a sigh, continued, "Perhaps, there was no father since I was born."

My mother said that when she was pregnant with me, a scholar told her that I might be different from others, and that I was an unlucky person who was prone to ghosts.

She said that my father was very angry after hearing these words, but he thought that I would be laughed at forever, and my father felt very ashamed, so he left my mother and me, and after leaving, my mother raised me alone, which was unfortunate."

It's unfortunate that he was indeed said by the Xiangshi, he was born to see many things that others can't see, these things have been bothering him, making him very sad, he wants to avoid it, but he can't avoid hunger and cold all his life, "Before I met Uncle Zhao, I can say that I haven't even eaten a full meal."

At that time, my mother had a serious illness, my health was getting worse day by day, I had no other skills, I failed in the exam, I couldn't carry my shoulders and couldn't carry my hands, I even went to find a coolie errand, and I was scolded for less than a morning, and then I was driven away, I set up a stall in the market, and began to sell my paintings.

But even so, sometimes they can't open for days in a row, and they don't like the ghosts and snakes I paint, maybe they prefer those paintings that make people feel happy. ” "Childe, I didn't expect your life to be so difficult."

Now it was Xiaoyu's turn to pity him, and it was hard for her to think that Jiang Yi would sell paintings when he was the poorest, and because the things he painted were not accepted, those people left without looking at them, and Jiang Yi was powerless to carry all this.

"Actually, it's not particularly bitter, but occasionally when you put it on for a day, you can still sell one.

Although my mother's illness, which was not enough money to live on, was delayed in this way, from the beginning she contracted the wind and cold, and kept coughing and coughing and coughing getting worse and worse, and in the end, it was no longer salvable.

His voice echoed in the room, a little desolate, it was his only relative, and the person he owed the most in his life, "But fortunately, I had already met Uncle Zhao at that time, Uncle Zhao was a good man, he took me in and let me work in his wine shop."

He sympathized with my plight and took care of us very much, and when my mother died of illness, Uncle Zhao actually helped me, so that I could bury my mother without any worries.

I have been living with Uncle Zhao all these years, working in the wine shop during the day and returning to my residence to paint at night. ” "Uncle Zhao is the owner of that wine shop," Xiaoyu asked.

"Well, he's the owner of a liquor store, he's very nice, and he appreciates me probably because we have the same experience, so when he sees me, he thinks of when he was young."

Many of the people who tend to empathize with others because they think of themselves are bad people.

"Just like today, Uncle Chen arrived at the wine shop, and Uncle Zhao was still recommending me to him, and then Uncle Chen would come back with me, and after seeing my paintings, he asked me to help him paint."

Jiang Yi felt that his luck was really good, first he met Miss Xiaoyu, and then he met Uncle Chen, "Miss Xiaoyu, for the first time, I feel that I am not a useless person by virtue of my own painting." ” "That's good."

Xiaoyu said, "How beautiful it is to be able to find what you like to do and find someone you like."

"This, if it's just something you like, then it's okay to say, but if it's someone you like, it's not easy, in the vast sea of people, how can two suitable people meet so easily."

Jiang Yi no longer has much hope for this, he just wants to achieve more in what he likes to do, and hopes that one day, his paintings can be accepted by more and more people.

"Childe, do you often encounter something" Xiaoyu asked timidly, "just like that day" "What you said was the day I went to Su's house to deliver wine" Jiang Yi was stunned, but he remembered what happened at that time, he had just taken in Xiaoyu the night before, but he didn't expect something like that to happen the next day.

"Actually, then again, you saved me at that time, and I haven't said thank you yet."

"However, Xiaoyu saved the son, originally to repay the son's kindness."

Xiaoyu said.

"Miss Xiaoyu, it's just that at that time, how did you know that I was in danger, didn't you stay at home all the time" Jiang Yi couldn't understand, how could Xiaoyu know that he was trapped in the fog when he stayed at home "Because of the breath."

Xiao Yu smiled slightly, "Because Xiao Yu noticed that the breath of the son seemed to be trapped in the demonic energy."

So I thought that Childe might be in trouble, so I went to take a look. ” "Is the breath" Jiang Yi has been painting, but he doesn't know that he can still detect something wrong by relying on his breath, "My breath is trapped in the demonic aura Little Jade Girl, so that day, did I meet a monster?"

Xiao Yu couldn't help but be amused by him.

"Childe probably doesn't know what happened to me that day?"

Jiang Yi became a little embarrassed, "Actually, since I was a child, I have encountered too many things like this, so I don't particularly care about it, sometimes I keep walking and walking, and I come out."

And that day, I thought I was just meeting a ghost hitting the wall, because I had such a physique since I was a child, and I didn't think much about Xiaoyu girl, so what did I encounter at that time?"

"It's just a feral cat."

Xiao Yu said, "Childe don't worry, although such a wild cat demon has some cultivation, it will not hurt people, it just traps you in the demon qi and sucks away some of your vitality, and it will not harm your life."

However, if Childe is sucked in vitality, his body will be affected to some extent, such as tiredness, fatigue, and easy to get sick."

"Oh, that's the case," Jiang Yi figured it out now, "I said, since I was a child, I was often trapped in that kind of fog, and sometimes it was easy to get out, but then, it was inevitable that I would get sick because these little goblins sucked away my vitality." ” The words blurted out, and Jiang Yi realized that he had lost his words, frowned, and wanted to slap himself a few times.

"Little Jade girl, I didn't mean it, don't be angry, I don't know what's wrong with me" Qingwu Youqi said :