After confirming that this matter was not a trap, Wang Qingshan hurried home and brought it up to Liu Mei.

After hearing such a romantic love story that reveals a little bit of romantic in its ordinary state, Liu Mei felt a little moved.

In addition, Liu Mei is quite sure that she just draws a wedding bed.

On that day, she drew several plans and asked Wang Qingshan to take it to Nanmu Village.

Unexpectedly, the bride-to-be took a look at the blue sky and white clouds at a glance, which surprised Liu Mei a little.

This girl will not be like her, she is reborn!

After all, aren’t the aesthetics of these days always retained themselves on the big red and green, flowers, birds, fish and insects?

However, don’t guess what a woman thinks. When a woman is crazy, don’t guess.

For the sake of the child's food, Liu Mei bit her teeth and responded.

Carrying the child, he followed Wang Qingshan to the supply and marketing cooperative, bought all the paints and brushes, and then Liu Mei went to Nanmu Village.

Nanmu Village and Wangjia Village said that they were not far away, but they were not close, and there was just a big green mountain in the middle.

However, the mountain road is rugged and there are beasts. Most people dare not walk like this. They would rather go around the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Wang Qingshan taking Liu Mei to the village chief’s house, Old Man Yang paused for a moment, and a smile appeared on his lips.

His old man's wine seemed to be a little over.

Wang Qingshan nodded to Old Guan Yang from afar, then reached out and knocked on the gate of the village chief's house.

The village chief’s wife opened the door.

Perhaps because there was a big happy event at home, the whole house was decorated happily.

Seeing Wang Qingshan and Liu Mei, Aunt Yang couldn't help but mutter, saying that her wife had no vision and didn't choose so many festive patterns, so she had to ask for blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green waters.

In this case, nothing is right.

Liu Mei and Wang Qingshan looked at each other and closed their mouths silently.

Liu Mei handed the child over to Wang Qingshan, rolled up her sleeves and started work.

Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green waters, and red and yellow flowers lighted by stars.

However, Liu Mei finished painting in the morning. In addition to the bed, she also provided a dressing table to beautify it. The service should not be too appropriate.

Liu Mei hurriedly drew it.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Aunt Yang curled her lips and started making lunch quickly.

Wang Qingshan hugged the child and approached the kitchen, and asked Aunt Yang with a smile: "Auntie, the child is hungry, can you order rice soup evenly?"

Aunt Yang glanced at the baby in the cradle, looked at it as a girl, and curled her lips.

She gave birth to seven girls and got a boy. She prefers boys the most, and she looked at the child with a little contempt.

However, the visitor was a guest, and the other was a master, so he didn't ask for anything else. He just had a little rice soup, and the old Yang family could still take it out.

He took a bowl casually, scooped half a bowl of rice soup, and handed it to Wang Qingshan, "Here!"

Wang Qingshan was not angry either. He took out a spoon from his pocket and fed Yingying bit by bit.

Maybe he was so hungry that the little girl frowned, but she still gave her face to drink.

After drinking, I would still smash my mouth, whispering, as if saying: Have another sip.

Wang Qingshan smiled and gave her another spoonful. The little girl drank obediently, stared at him with big eyes, and gave him a big smile.

The little girl is white and fat, with a big smile, so she is so attractive.

Aunt Yang, who has never liked girls' movies, couldn't help but feel happy when she saw it and asked with a smile: "Is it enough? Do you want to do a little more?"

Wang Qingshan nodded with a shy face.

"This girl has a lot of appetite and always can't eat enough. I'm sorry, aunt!"

After hearing this, Aunt Yang completely ignored the fact that the little girl was white and fat, gave her a little sympathetic look, and murmured: "I only drink a little rice soup all day long, so how can I do it!

You parents, don’t you think of other ways?”

Wang Qingshan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "We Wang family village have no fields at all. We rely on the weather to make a living. Sweet potatoes can compete with half a year of food.

It would be nice to eat if you have something to eat, so you can still choose it!

In the second half of the year, there is still some rice soup.

In the first half of the year, maybe what to eat!

Milk, milk powder and other things are all eaten by the nobles in the city. How can we get our turn!"

Aunt Yang nodded, “You are saying that too.

However, there is no way out.

Thinking back to the beginning, our kid was not enough to eat.

I happened to meet an ewe who gave birth to a baby with a little goat milk.

I just rely on a bowl of goat milk every day to raise our boy so fat.

By the way! Half a month ago, the ewes in the team had just given birth to lambs and should have breasts.

But, this sheep is collective..."

Wang Qingshan closed his teeth and said something from the cracks of his teeth, "Let's buy it!"

Aunt Yang immediately raised a big smile, "It's done! As long as it's not a loss to the collective, this matter will be done."

The second house of the Yang family controls the entire Yangjia Village. Although the money cannot be found in their pockets, it is almost the same.

After all, if you pass a piece of fat, even if you don’t take it for yourself, you can still get some oil on your hands, right?

Aunt Yang didn't have the time to make lunch, so she patted the dust on her body and hurried out to arrange the matter.

Anyway, he also made a statement.

The world is big, is the biggest child?

It's about the child, so you have to be more concerned.

Seeing Aunt Yang go out, Wang Qingshan smiled, knocked on the window of the new house, and smiled at Liu Mei inside, "It's done!"

The big stone in Liu Mei's heart fell to the ground, and a big smile immediately appeared, and the movements in her hands also increased.

There was only a little work left to finish, but Liu Mei was excited. Before Aunt Yang could come back, the painting was all done.

Wang Qingshan handed the little girl in his arms to Liu Mei, picked up the paint bucket and brush beside her, and then painted the bed, wardrobe and dressing table.

Although Wang Qingshan is not a professional paint craftsman, he is quite good at doing this work.

By the time Aunt Yang pulled Village Chief Yang back, the three pieces of furniture in the room had changed.

I bought a painter and a painter with him. Seeing that a salary would solve two things, Aunt Yang was so happy that she couldn't stop laughing.

Even Village Chief Yang changed his expression when his stretched face.

What Wang Qingshan asked for was not a big deal. Village Chief Yang filed a board on the spot and used Liu Mei's wages to exchange for the little girl's milk for a month.

Of course, if Wang Qingshan and his wife want to change goat milk in the future, they have to pay for it with money and goods.

No matter what, the little girl's food rations have been settled.
Chapter completed!