Seven Zero: The vicious female supporting role pampered four little villains

At night, Jiang Li and the two children fell asleep early, Shen Changan helped Jiang Yi with his homework, and after a simple wash, he came to Jiang Yi's room.

The room was very small and the bed was also very small. It was quite spacious for Jiang Yi to sleep alone, but with the addition of a big man like him, it was very crowded.

"Mr. Shen, I'm very thin, and I can't take up much space."

Jiang Yi huddled in the back of the bed, leaving a large space for Shen Changan.

The windows of the room hadn't been repaired yet, and the cold wind mixed with drizzle came in gusts.

Not only is the bed small in Jiang Yi's room, but the quilt is also very thin.

The bed was only covered with straw, which was as hard as a rock.

Shen Changan took a look at the pitch-black sky outside, and hearing the crackling rain, he already wanted to brave the rain and leave.

"Sleep, Mr. Shen, I specially brought you a clean pillow."

Jiang Yi patted the pillow beside him and warmly invited.

Shen Changan fell on the bed and forced himself to close his eyes. Even when he was in the military camp, he had never slept on such a hard bed, and covered him with such a thin quilt in winter. Unless he was marching in the wild, the conditions were not bad.

It was cold in the bed, the bed was small, and he could feel the temperature from Jiang Yi's body from a distance.

I don't know what was stuffed in the pillow, and after lying down, one piece was soft and the other was hard.

As expected of Shen Changan, who had served as a soldier for two years, his physical fitness was very good, and his body started to heat up after lying down.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze, when he felt a cold little body close to him.

Shen Chang'an didn't like others approaching very much, so he quickly moved to the side, creating a distance.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Jiang Yi leaned over again. Shen Changan originally wanted to move away, but he was already stuck to the edge of the bed, and if he moved, he would fall under the bed.

Jiang Yi's body was too cold, Shen Chang'an couldn't bear to wake him up after all, so Jiang Yi slept next to Shen Chang'an all night.

At around five o'clock in the morning, Jiang Li was soundly asleep when there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Jiang Li raised her eyelids and didn't want to get up. She was too tired taking care of the children last night, and she still didn't get enough sleep.

Just as Jiang Li was about to fall asleep, the knocking on the door became more and more urgent.

Afraid of waking up the two children by knocking on the door, Jiang Li struggled to get up from the bed.

She quickly put on a coat, rubbed her eyes and walked out in the dark.

As soon as Jiang Li opened the door, several flashlights shone over.

Jiang Li's sleepy eyes couldn't bear the strong light, and immediately closed them again.

"Jiang Li! Jiang Li! My son is dying, please draw a portrait of him!"

The person who came was Aunt Li from the village. She usually spoke harshly and used to speak ill of Jiang Li behind her back.

To be honest, Jiang Li doesn't like Aunt Li very much.

Aunt Li has a foolish son in his 30s who is still an old bachelor. On this condition, Aunt Li went around looking for a wife for him.

Because others think her son is stupid, and their family is really poor, no one is willing to go to Aunt Li's trouble.

Because of these things, Aunt Li became more and more mean in her words and deeds.

Jiang Li originally had a bad reputation in Jiangjia Village, and she even said that she couldn't hold her head up.

The relationship between the two was so bad that Aunt Li even came to ask for her portrait.

Although Jiang Li was short of money, he didn't want to earn her money either.

"Aunt Li, the children at home made a fuss last night. I didn't sleep well all night. It's really inconvenient that I don't have a portrait today."

It rained all night last night. Although it has stopped this morning, the ground is muddy.

Jiang Li was about to go back to his room and continue to sleep, but Aunt Li, who always had her eyes above her head, plopped and knelt on the ground.

"Jiang Li, please help me, please help me! I know I was not good in the past, I didn't get along with you, and I said bad things about you behind my back. It's okay son!"

"My son died like this at a young age. He has to have a portrait. Please do me a favor? If you are still angry with me, I will, I will..."

Aunt Li stayed with me for a while, and Jiang Li yawned sleepily.

Just when Jiang Li was about to fall asleep, Aunt Li suddenly slapped herself twice.

"As long as you promise to help my son take a portrait, I will get rid of my bad mouth in the future and never speak ill of anyone again!"

"In my whole life, this mouth is bad. I know it's bad, but I just can't get rid of it. This time, I, Li Cuiying, put my words here in front of everyone. As long as you Help my son's portrait, I will change it, I will definitely change it!"

Aunt Li knelt down and slapped herself again, Jiang Li was frightened by her actions.

However, if painting a portrait can help a broken-mouthed woman to correct her evil ways, Jiang Li thinks it's still worth it.

"Whether you change it or not is your business, and the money for the portrait must not be less."

"That's for sure, that's for sure."

Aunt Li excitedly got up from the ground, and hurriedly took out the one dollar she had prepared a long time ago from her pocket and handed it over.

Jiang Li stepped forward to take the money, and she took the initiative to open the courtyard door.

Just as Jiang Li was about to go out, he saw several strong men coming in carrying stretchers.

The stretcher was covered with a white cloth, which was already soaked in water, Jiang Li looked carefully and found that water was still flowing under the stretcher.

"How is this going?"

"Didn't it rain last night? My son ran out by himself in the middle of the night, but fell into the river and drowned. I got up in the middle of the night and went to his room to check the situation and found out. When I took someone to look for it , only to find out that he has..."

Aunt Li couldn't help crying when she said this, someone helped to lift the white cloth, Jiang Li saw the corpse lying on the stretcher swelled and turned white, the whole person was completely devoid of human appearance.

Jiang Li was not easy to detect and frowned, how could he draw a portrait like this?

"Aunt Li, how do you ask me to paint a portrait of your son?"

This Aunt Li is not a good person to get along with at first glance, if the painting is not good, she will definitely have to argue.

Jiang Li is a person who likes to be quiet and doesn't like to get himself involved in these messes.

Since she knew there would be trouble from the beginning, she simply refused.

"As long as you don't draw him stupidly, you can draw him however you want."

Jiang Li couldn't believe that Aunt Li was so talkative this time.

The villagers also helped to say good things, so Jiang Li reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Shen Chang'an had been a soldier and was a light sleeper, so he heard the knock on the door for the first time outside, and after Jiang Li opened the door to go out, he also quietly walked out of the room.

"Let me tell you first, whether you are satisfied or not, like me, I only draw once, and you take it and leave when you finish the drawing, and don't say anything extra."

"If you can't agree to my condition, then leave now and don't look for me at all."

What Jiang Li said was straightforward, and Aunt Li nodded with tears in her eyes, "Don't worry, I will recognize you no matter how you draw."