Reborn in 1974, crying with red eyes while hugging her rough husband

With a chuckle, Shen Zhizhu laughed in her heart. It seemed that this old lady was quite interesting. She now realized that the old lady just liked to joke.

In fact, he is not worried that his son will not have a wife in the future, he just likes to play with some young girls.

I do like pretty girls.

Zheng Xingyun was a little slow to react to the question. He stood there in a daze and answered subconsciously.

"Not yet, not yet. My mother said that my age is the best for studying, so she told me to finish my studies first before doing anything else."

Shen Zhizhu gave a thumbs up from behind.

【Auntie is wise.】

"Well, you have to study hard, but you can also find someone who is considerate and can take care of you and talk to you. That's also good."

Zheng Xingyun was about to refuse when he heard the proprietress continue speaking.

"You just said that Auntie's Mandarin is so good, right? That's all because my son taught me well. My son is so tall, handsome, and has a good temper. When he comes back in a few days, I'll introduce him to you."

The old lady happily pulled Zheng Xingyun, and the look in her eyes when she looked at him was exactly the same as the look she had just given Shen Zhizhu, so sincere.

Of course, the old lady wouldn't just favor Zheng Xingyun alone, she would also give her eyes to all the little girls who came in.

"You guys stay here for a few days. You all have to come when the time comes. We are all a bunch of little girls. I like them all. Hahahaha."

Shen Zhizhu glanced at the boss sitting in the corner, who seemed to be the old lady's husband. He looked as if he was used to it. He would glance over from time to time, then look away with his eyes narrowed.

It seems to be saying 'shame'.

They didn't know what to say and just laughed awkwardly. Among all the people, only the proprietress looked calm and not affected at all.

"Auntie, how much does it cost for your makeup? We will also do it."

After seeing Shen Zhizhu's makeup, they were also very moved and wanted the same style. Naturally, the aunt agreed and accepted everyone who came.

"There are so many of you. I'll give you a discount. One dollar per person."

The old lady brought Zheng Xingyun to sit on a chair and began her work. When she was putting makeup on her, the old lady was very quiet and serious, which was completely different from the enthusiasm she had just shown when she was pulling people.

The little girls were all stunned.

Shen Zhizhu quietly stepped out and sat at the door, enjoying the sunshine outside. It made him feel particularly warm.

The location she chose was very good, half in the sun and half in the shade, just right for her to put the notebook in the shade so it wouldn't be glaring.

She could see what was going on in the store just by turning her head. This location was perfect.

Shen Zhizhu made a rough sketch on the notebook. What he drew was not clothes or anything on a building, but small leaves growing next to the shop.

It is green and very translucent in the sunlight, and it looks particularly powerful.

She was immersed in the world of painting and observing the grass, and did not notice that a group of familiar figures were walking in from the other side of the bridge. If she had seen them, she probably would not have cared too much and would at most have gone into the store to avoid them.

That’s right, the people walking towards them were Yu Yaner and others. They were originally strolling outside, looking for a place to eat.

One of the followers pointed at Shen Zhizhu and said to Yu Yaner.

"Miss, isn't that Shen Zhizhu who always opposes you? Why is he sitting there alone?"

Another follower snorted coldly, obviously disliking Shen Zhizhu very much. Not only was his tone full of disgust, but he even tried to please Yu Yaner.

"It's such a thankless job. You're protecting that liar in front of so many people, but you still don't want to be taken with you. You're so self-indulgent. You deserve to be alone."

"She usually hangs out by herself, or she hangs out with her roommate or that guy from the next school. How could someone be so eager to invite her out?"

They thought that Shen Zhizhu was just strolling around the town alone. The town wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. Wandering around alone, surrounded by groups of people, he couldn't help but look a little lonely.

"The clothes she's wearing look somewhat similar to the ones from the store our eldest lady gave us last night. Could it be that she bought them herself?"

"She is actually willing to do this. Isn't she just trying to show off?"

“Hahahaha, I think it’s possible.”

The little followers laughed together, thinking that the clothes on Shen Zhizhu could definitely not have been bought by them. If so, then what was the difference between Shen Zhizhu and them.

Aren't they all the kind of people who are just trying to show off their wealth? What qualifications do they have to stand against me and act like they are not affected by the world?

As a child from a poor family, why can Shen Zhizhu be so free and easy, and remain neither humble nor arrogant when facing Yu Yaner?

And they can only become the little followers of the brainless eldest lady, constantly belittling themselves to improve Yu Yaner?

Therefore, they don't like Shen Zhizhu, because compared with Shen Zhizhu, what they do is too shameful.

"What is she doing alone with her head down?"

Yu Yan'er listened to the words that belittled Shen Zhizhu, but at this moment, she was more curious about the fact that Shen Zhizhu had been in that posture for a long time, looking at the ground from time to time, and then scribbling a few words on the notebook.

"Could it be that he got some inspiration again?"

Thinking of this, Yu Yan'er couldn't sit still. She was now a little sensitive when it came to designing clothes. Seeing Shen Zhizhu have inspiration was more painful than killing her.

She wanted to see if there was anything there that could inspire her.

"Go up and have a look."

Yu Yan'er was holding up her skirt and was about to rush over aggressively, but then she remembered something, put down her skirt, and walked in front of Shen Zhizhu in a very ladylike manner.

Shen Zhizhu, who was painting, was not just painting the grass. She also carefully depicted the stones, tiles and cracks around the grass.

Feeling something blocking the light in front of her, she looked up in confusion.

"Wow, so pretty, is it still Shen Zhizhu?"

"Could it be that we made a mistake?"

Because Shen Zhizhu usually dressed casually and seldom dressed up nicely to go to class, so the moment she looked up, she amazed them.

Even Yu Yan'er didn't escape. After being stunned for a moment, she came to her senses and first read the contents in Shen Zhizhu's notebook, then she felt relieved.

Then he asked in confusion.

"You sat here for so long, just to draw a grass?"