Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Thank you, but I'm not afraid. People like this bully the weak and fear the strong."

The seven cute babies looked at the troublemaker as if they were looking at a fool.

Shi Le'an didn't stand up. He didn't have to be polite to rude people. He said directly: "We paid, why do we have to get up?"

"Oh, you still dare to challenge me, with just one finger... ah!"

Song Tingran twisted her shoulders, and when he saw that she was in severe pain, he let go and clapped his hands.

"We paid, why do we have to get up and give up our seat to you? I think you don't lack arms or legs, but you do lack quality."

The husband of the girl making trouble helped her. Both of them were not good-looking, and they were not fair either. They looked dirty, as if they had not washed their faces.

"A flower-appreciation party, a civilized and elegant affair, and you actually use force?"

"A flower-appreciation party, a literati and elegant event, you actually asked a child to give up his seat to you, and we paid for it?"

The Lotus Flower Girl arrived in a panic and was very embarrassed, so she tried to persuade her with a few words.

"Miss Qian, this position is indeed paid for. For my sake, forget it."

The person who caused trouble just now was Miss Qian as described by Flower Girl Dai Furong. The two of them looked familiar and unfamiliar, so it was hard to judge.

Girl Qian: "Huh, just find me a good position, that's fine. I think the positions of these dolls are pretty good."

The Lotus Flower Girl politely called Song Tingran to one side to speak, her words were sincere and seemed to be difficult to express.

Song Tingran asked her husband to take care of the children, and then walked to the side. It was quiet here and Shi Yan and the others could be seen.

"This matter is Miss Qian's fault, but I really can't offend her. I'll make it up to you privately. Do you think that's okay?"

Song Tingran couldn't see how pitiful the girl was, and asked: "You are the person in charge of the flower appreciation conference. I really can't understand that you are afraid of such a person. Besides, if we make an exception, there will be others in the future." I’m late and there’s no seat. Is this a good idea?”

While Lotus Flower Girl was shocked, these words also touched her. She only thought about today, not the future.

Miss Qian looked provocatively towards Song Tingran, looking confident.

"Our Furong Town looks prosperous, but we actually make money from flower viewing events and flower sales. This year, we specially hired a powerful calligrapher to write calligraphy for the flowers we will sell today, and this money girl is her relative. "

Song Tingran was helpless. To have such a relative, this calligrapher was probably just that.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. If the handwriting is really good, the character is not good either.

"I understand, but I can't give in even half a step. You need to think about the flower viewing party, and I also need to think about my children. I don't want them to be wronged."

Things froze.

The lotus flower girl sighed deeply. She didn't know about this at first. The calligrapher said it on the spur of the moment, so she didn't reserve a seat.

Her eyes were slightly red, but she thanked Song Tingran for coming to the flower viewing party, apologetically and politely.

The two of them returned to their previous positions together.

Miss Qian smiled wantonly, but her smile froze in the next second, because Miss Furong gave her an eviction order directly.

"Miss Qian, I'm really sorry. All the tea tables are full. Please come early tomorrow."

"Say it again!"

"I have said it several times with the same result. You can stand on the side or come early tomorrow."

Miss Qian said several good words in succession, and then left the scene angrily with her husband.

The hibiscus flower girl bowed to everyone present and apologized: "I disturbed the distinguished guests from watching the show. Now that the matter has been resolved, I make the decision. Each table will be given a flower cake as a gift."

When the people present heard about the gift of flower cakes, they all smiled and passed it by. They were all out for fun. As long as the matter was resolved, they would not care about these details.

Shi Yan: "Master Wife, what did this man say when he asked you to go over there? Did he talk for so long?"

Song Tingran spoke in a low voice from beginning to end. The voice was very low to prevent other people from hearing it. After all, this lotus flower girl is a nice person and responsible. She is not unreasonable, but occasionally a little bit. indecisive.

Flower viewing begins.

Many people came out with various flowers and placed them orderly around the flower viewing party and in the middle of the tea table. It felt like being in a sea of ​​flowers for an instant.

"Whether it's calligraphy, painting, or poetry, as long as it's about these types of flowers, time is like a stick of incense."

Many people came prepared and stood up to observe these carefully selected flowers. Soon someone came to put their pens.

Sang Cheng walked up to Shi Yan and said, "Brother, your handwriting is always good. Why don't you write one so that these people can see the style of Zisheng in Ping'an Town."

Chang Yuqiao: "Yes, brother, go quickly."

Shi Yan hasn't thought about it yet. There are many outstanding people today. He has to wait and see the situation. He can't lose Song Tingran's face.

Not long after, there were already many people mentioning words on the stage, but not many people were mentioning paintings.

Shi Yan had already participated in Bingyuehe's gathering before, but looking at the situation now, it would be better for him to leave the opportunity to the children if he went.

"An An, come here." Shi Yan waved.

Shi Le'an trotted a few steps and pressed his lips against his father's mouth. The more he listened, the more surprised he became.

"Dad, shall I go?"

"Well, I've seen you copy, and you're very elegant. This is a training opportunity. How about you try it?"

Shi Lean originally wanted to go. His calligraphy is not as good as Song Leyu, but he has more talent in painting. Now that he has support, he is even more excited.

"Mother, can I go?" Shi Le'an looked at Song Tingran eagerly again.

"An'an, of course that's okay, our whole family is here, you don't have to be afraid."

When Shi Lean walked up, the Lotus Flower Girl saw him, knelt down to talk to him, and then prepared something for him.

Because I didn’t expect children to participate this time, the desk and other items were prepared at an adult level.

Furong Flower Girl kindly ordered someone to bring a stool for Shi Lean to step on and start painting.

"Whose little baby is this? He's so brave. He actually ran up there by himself."

"I hold the pen quite securely, but I don't know how to write. How do you write?"

Song Tingran and his family have heard too many words like this in the past. As long as they are not swearing, they will ignore such comments.

"Look, that child is not writing, but painting!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don't know whose little baby it is, but it's well-educated. Just this courage is very good."

Shi Le'an could feel countless eyes from behind, and he also knew the difference between painting at home and painting outside.