Chu Haotian looked at the woman standing in front of him with expressionless expression. His sharp eyes were like X-rays and his thin lips slightly raised, and he spoke sarcastically, "Don't think that you can make friends with me if you know me. I'm not interested in women like you who take the initiative to deliver them to your door!"

Chen Yilin was so angry that she was trembling all over by Chu Haotian, and she almost lost her mind. She took a deep breath and told herself that she should not be angry. There are more important things to say, "Chu Haotian, as long as you leave Su Wanqing, I can let you live a superior life!"

Which man is not greedy for power?

She was sure Chu Haotian would not miss such a good opportunity!

Chu Haotian felt sarcastic in his heart, glanced at her faintly, his dark eyes exuded a deep contempt, "..." Who did she think she was!

He wants to live a life that is superior and needs others to give alms!

Chu Haotian was too lazy to say one more word to her, and walked past her and continued to move forward.

Chen Yilin stood there, her face twisted and ferocious because of her anger. She clenched her fists and turned white, and shouted at Chu Haotian's back, "Captain Chu, I hope you don't regret today's decision!"

Chu Haotian curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth, turned to look at Chen Yilin's face that was deformed due to anger, and his cold eyes were not warm at all, "Shut up, I want to vomit when I hear your voice!"

After saying that, he accelerated to leave.

Chen Yilin's eyes were scarlet, her fists were clenched with her hands, and her joints made a creaking sound, and the strong hatred seemed to be about to swallow her.

Chu Haotian, you will regret it!

——

The morning sun shines softly on the treetops, and the birds jump happily on the trees, and the air emits the fragrance of grass, and everything is so beautiful.

Su Jingtian's originally concave cheeks had a little more blood color, and the white round neck and short-sleeved clothes outlined a thin and straight figure, green and beautiful.

He had a paint box on his left hand and a paintbrush in his right hand. He sat in front of the easel, staring at the bamboo forest swaying in the wind not far away. A beautiful landscape painting appeared in his mind. He tried to copy it, but he didn't know how to start writing!

Chu Wenxuan was wearing a plaid shirt specially made by Su Wanqing for him, sitting on the small wooden table next to Su Jingtian, with words written in strokes.

Bang--

Su Jingtian suddenly stood up without any warning and pushed down the easel in front of him maniaclysm, and the pigment in the paint box splashed out.

He trembled all over, looked at the easel that was lying on the ground, his eyes returned to a focal length without squatting, and slowly squatted down with his head in his hands, and let out a desperate roar in his mouth, "Ah-ah-why..." Why! Why can't you draw it!

Chu Wenxuan was immersed in the atmosphere of practicing calligraphy. He was frightened by Su Jingtian's sudden behavior and was about to run away. Suddenly, his feet stopped again, and his soft and glutinous voice trembled, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Why was his uncle angry? He had been writing just now and didn't mess with his uncle!

Chu Wenxuan was very scared, afraid that Su Jingtian would beat him, but he was the only one in the family. Even if he ran away, he could not escape the eighteen-year-old Su Jingtian, so he had to stay in fear.

Su Jingtian didn't say anything, continued to squat on the ground to vent his emotions, and even trampled on the easel with his feet, raised the paint box with both hands and smashed it hard towards the stream. He fell into a crazy decadent state and had no time to pay attention to Chu Wenxuan.

Chu Wenxuan was so scared that his heart was pounding when he saw Su Jingtian's crazy look. He didn't know why he suddenly became like this. Crystal tears flowed down his face, with a crying voice, "Uncle, uncle...what is wrong with you? Don't scare me, okay! Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Although my uncle usually likes to compete for favor with him, he only has one uncle after all. If his uncle hurts him, his mother will definitely be sad! His mother will also be sad!

Chu Wenxuan was obviously very scared. In order not to make Su Wanqing sad, he had to pluck up the courage to walk up and pull off the corner of Su Jingtian's clothes, and asked in a slight voice, "Uncle, what's wrong with you! Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Su Jingtian seemed to be unable to hear Chu Wenxuan's voice, and continued to immerse himself in his own world, making a roaring sound, "Ah———" If you can't draw a good painting, your sister will definitely be disappointed. He doesn't want to disappoint her sister!

Chu Wenxuan cried in fear, "Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a pure white spot on the drawing paper, nothing, his wet eyes mixed with confused doubts, "..." My uncle has been sitting there for a long time, but why is it still blank on the drawing paper? Is it because he can't draw it?

Chu Wenxuan pulled Su Jingtian's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, you are angry because you can't draw well, right?"

Su Jingtian paused, looked at Chu Wenxuan with a pale face, with anger in his eyes, "..." He also laughed at him!

When Chu Wenxuan saw him react, his soft and glutinous voice continued to sound, "Uncle, it doesn't matter if he doesn't draw well. If you draw a few more times, you will get better slowly. When I first learned to write, I couldn't write well, and later I practiced it every day!"

His clear and soft voice seemed to have infinite positive energy. Su Jingtian's excitement slowly eased. He turned around and looked at Chu Wenxuan's black gem-like eyes. After looking at it for a minute, he focused his head and spit out a word from his mouth, "...Okay!"

"Uncle is great!" Chu Wenxuan happily ran to pick up the paint box, picked up the tools on the ground again, and arranged them neatly.

The easel was tilted and it was tilted together, and it was finally barely useful.

Throughout the morning, Su Jingtian did not draw the landscape painting he wanted. He clenched his fists and the blue veins on his forehead thrust, and he wanted to break the brush into two pieces.

Chu Wenxuan ran over and saw that there were lumps of red and green pigment on the drawing paper.

What is this? It is not like a camphor tree or a maple tree! Chu Wenxuan scratched his head and wanted to praise Su Jingtian, but the painting was really... it was hard to describe, and he couldn't say anything against his will; if he didn't say it, he was afraid that Su Jingtian would get angry, so he was so embarrassed!

Su Jingtian's face was so angry that he deformed, and raised his foot and kicked him hard at the easel, "Why still can't..."

After venting, I picked it up again and continued to draw.

-—

As soon as Su Wanqing entered the room, Chu Wenxuan was like a little sparrow chirping in her ears and told her about Su Jingtian's abnormal situation.

Su Wanqing frowned and felt suspicious in her heart. Logically, Su Jingtian was obsessed with painting, so this should not happen. "Let's go, let's take a look 1"

Chu Wenxuan held Su Wanqing's hand and said angrily, "Mom, I'll take you there!"

Next to the Nanzhu Forest, Su Jingtian was still sitting in front of the easel. His white top was stained with colorful paint, and his hands were not much better. He was black and covered with black paint, and there was no focal distance in his eyes. The brush in his hand was slashing hard and pulling the drawing paper.

Su Wanqing twitched the corner of her mouth, "..." She felt a sense of déjà vu when dealing with her enemies!

Without making a sound, she walked over with Chu Wenxuan's hand, and there were painted papers everywhere on the ground.

Su Wanqing's eyebrows hopped and she walked over to pick up one of the drawing papers.

Compared to other terrible pieces of paint on the drawing paper.

This drawing is just a simple pencil sketch of characters.

A strange and thin figure suddenly appeared beside the bushes, with his eyes drooping, and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Wang Xiaofang?

Wang Xiaofang on the drawing paper stood in front of the bushes, staring at the front with a pair of sinister eyes, her expression vividly and vividly.

Su Wanqing's inspiration flashed. Could it be that Su Jingtian had met Wang Xiaofang before, "Jingtian, do you like to draw people? Don't like to draw scenery?"

Su Jingtian heard a familiar voice and looked up at Su Wanqing. Seeing that there was no disappointment in her eyes, she was stunned for a moment before nodding, "...no... don't like it!"

Su Wanqing let out a long sigh, because she was negligent. There are many types of paintings, including watercolor paintings, sketches, and oil paintings... Everyone likes differently. Maybe Su Jingtian likes sketches and paintings!

In the past, I wanted to determine whether Su Jingtian could stick to it, so I bought him some painting tools and let him draw randomly.

Now that he can persist, he should find a professional art teacher for him to help him improve his painting skills and allow him to gain real fun from his progress!

"Jingtian, my sister will find you a professional teacher to teach you how to draw, okay?"

Su Jingtian's eyes were bright and there were dots. Then he thought that there was no school in this area. He shook his head again, "...No... Jingtian... won't leave his sister!"

He held his breath and after a while he explained it clearly.

Su Wanqing reached out and touched Su Jingtian's head, and smiled softly, "Jingtian, you have grown up, and one day you will have your own life! My sister will find a way to ask the teacher to come back to teach you. In the future, you must learn to live independently!"

When he met Su Wanqing's clear eyes, Su Jingtian smiled instantly and nodded in a vague way, "Listen... sister!"

Anyway, he will do whatever his sister asks him to do!

——

On a lazy afternoon, the sun shines lazily on the ground, coated with a layer of golden light.

Su Wanqing and Xiao Yanhong sat in the yard to take stock of last month's income and expenses. The postman in charge of the Tantou Village area carried a green bag and delivered a paper bag containing documents.

Su Wanqing took it by hand and looked at the seal in the upper left corner. She was shocked, "Sui County Court? Xiao Yanhong?"

When Xiao Yanhong heard the words from Sui County Court, she stood up in shock and picked up the file bag in Su Wanqing's hand, and couldn't wait to tear it open.

At first glance, she stood there in a daze. The thin paper seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She held the paper tightly, her hands couldn't help but tremble, her eyes were filled with tears, and she choked in a sound, "I'm divorced, I'm finally divorced! Wanqing, my mother finally divorced!"

She seemed to have taken off a huge burden, and in an instant, she became several years younger!

Su Wanqing congratulated from the bottom of her heart, "Mom, congratulations!"

Finally getting rid of the disgusting Chen Baoguo, Xiao Yanhong held Su Wanqing's shoulder tightly and said in a hurry, "Even if you die in the future, you will have the face to see your father!"

After a pause, he seemed to remember something again, and a bright smile appeared on his face. He immersed himself in his memories, "Before your father left, he left me the key. Mom wants to go back and find it in a few days!"

Su Wanqing gently held Xiao Yanhong's hand, and her gentle voice conveyed the power to calm people's hearts, "Mom, I'll accompany you!"

The two were chatting, and Chu Haotian came over from the opposite side, greeted Xiao Yanhong, and his eyes fell on Su Wanqing again, "Wanqing, I'll put the things in your room!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Xiao Yanhong looked at Chu Haotian's back as he walked away and sighed, "Wanqing, Haotian is a good child! You must grasp it well!"

After Xiao Yanhong said that, she thought of something, her voice became a little higher in vain, "Wanqing, you have been sleeping in separate beds with Haotian? You are a couple, how can you sleep in separate beds? You... you, I am almost angry with you, no, you must sleep together tonight! Wenxuan is five years old, it's time to secretly give birth to a sister for him?"

In this era, family planning is particularly difficult. If the first child is a boy, you cannot have another child!

If it is a girl, she can only have a second child after the age of five!

However, the minority is the exception!

Chu Haotian, who had not yet walked away, heard this, his lips raised slightly, and a smile flashed in his deep eyes, "..." My mother-in-law has always been so unexpected!

Su Wanqing drew a few black lines on her forehead, and she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, "Mom, Haotian is in poor health, the doctor said we can't have sex!"

Xiao Yanhong was stunned and a little disbelief, "Are you lying to me?"

Su Wanqing was talking nonsense seriously, "I didn't lie to you."

He looked serious and his tone was firm.

Chu Haotian, who left, returned to correct the situation, "The doctor didn't say that you can't have sex!"

Su Wanqing's face suddenly became darker than ink. Didn't she leave? Why did she come again! He came here to slander, "I am the doctor. I said I can't have sex, but I can't have sex!"

Xiao Yanhong's eyes were turning around on the two of them, her face became increasingly ugly, and the voice suddenly rang, which made Su Wanqing's eardrums almost shatter, "Su Wanqing, are you... you lied to me?"

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