The person who spoke was the housekeeper of the Lu Mansion or an elder, Shen Jiani respectfully put down the chopsticks in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at the old man who was talking to her in front of her, as if she was thinking about something, and blinked innocently a few times.

"Mober, you said you want to find a worker to make furniture, then can I draw a picture myself and show you?"

"Absolutely." Mo Leng was afraid that the furniture he hit, the young people didn't like it, so he said that he wanted to find workers, if there was a ready-made appearance, then the feelings were good, he didn't need to find workers, and he could finish it when he was bored.

Shen Jiani's peach-like face became beautiful because of that sincere smile, and she nodded and said, "Then I'll give it to you later." ”

"Okay." In Mo Leng's eyes, there are only two kinds of people, one is a man and the other is a woman.

In his world, there are only two kinds of women, one is a good woman and the other is a bad woman.

And the little girl in front of her is not the two kinds of people in Mo Leng's eyes, she is the third type.

He can't tell what it is, he just thinks she resembles him. Division. Fu has an indisputable fairy aura with her.

“……”

Light dinner, let. Not. Meat. No. The three of them are happy, and they eat without taste.

Lu Zilean was the first to get off the table, and when he was leaving, he touched his stomach, which was not full at all, and patted Mo Leng on the shoulder.

"Mober, don't forget the supper for us in the evening."

Mo Leng patted Lu Zi back, and said with a smile: "Young master, don't worry." ”

"The portion must be more, to be honest, I didn't eat anything at all." Lu Zileaning on that cold face, a rare smile appeared, glanced at his stomach, and slowly shook his head.

"The soup is waterless, and there is really nothing to eat." Mo Leng glanced at the dishes on the table, and he collapsed when it was light, in fact, it was just a bowl of porridge and a few plates of pickles.

"Haha. Mo Ye still understands us, Nizi, let's go too, go back first, and watch me come to the bowl and bucket noodles to pad the ground! Han Ziling pulled Shen Jiani to stand up from the chair, wanting to leave this tasteless table immediately.

Shen Jiani eats noodles, which are better than the porridge.

After eating a bowl, the child in the belly, as if protesting against not letting her eat, retched a few times, and then left the table with Han Ziling and went back to her room.

Shen Jiani, who entered the room, picked up her backpack, took out the picture book, and drew the cabinet she wanted, but she suddenly thought of the child's bed and desk, and was painting selflessly at this time.

I didn't eat lunch at lunch, and I ran around for a long time, if I wasn't hungry, it was fake, Han Ziling took out two boxes of instant noodles, looked at the snack bag, and threw the pistachios to Shen Jiani: "Nizi, you can't eat instant noodles, give the bag of your pistachios, eat and play!" ”

"Okay, I just ate a bowl of noodles and I'm not that hungry." Shen Jiani didn't want to make trouble for the uncertain person, and the inked charcoal was drawing on the paper, but she didn't have time to move the bag of pistachios.

"That bowl of noodles, there is not even a single shredded meat, the clear soup is low in water, I think you eat evil. Heart. Han Ziling walked over to Shen Jiani with instant noodles, and after taking a look at the painting she painted, she nodded slightly, sighing, this Nizi's painting is really expressive.

The dexterous hands were flying back and forth on the white rice paper, Shen Jiani drew what she was thinking without blinking, and replied to Han Ziling without knowing what she said: "Hehe, it's okay, just lose weight......!" ”