Divorce, Mr. Shen

"Come on, don't blow it." Cheng Fang held up the snake totem very awkwardly, and said, "I'll use it as a shelf for you for free. If the painting doesn't look like it, you'll feel better when you go back."

"You, why are you so annoying..." Ning Qiuli complained childishly, then opened the book and turned to the first page, and said, "Then hold it well, don't shake your hands." , or you will feel better when you go back."

"Yes, my wife." Cheng Fang said with a smile, "Oh, I suddenly feel a little regretful. You are so fierce, and you must be very strict with your children in the future. The mothers in my impression are all loving mothers. You... Not quite up to my standards...”

Ning Qiuli took the time to look up at the man and said, "Shut up, be quiet."

Cheng Fang shut his mouth obediently, but his eyes remained on Ning Qiuli's face, extremely affectionate.

This scene lasted for more than half an hour. Ning Qiuli was still drawing with his head down. Cheng Fang tried to take a peek a few times but failed, and finally couldn't help but said: "It's just such a thing, why don't you How long will it take to draw?"

"It's almost there," Ning Qiuli said while drawing, "You should hold your breath, why are you in a hurry."

"Then you can let me take a look at the progress," Cheng Fang said, "If you only complete [-]% now, I can at least be mentally prepared."

"Cheng Fang!" Ning Qiuli took the time to stare at the man again, "Are you hurt or not?"

"Loss." Cheng Fang paused, then added, "Stop the loss in time."

Ning Qiuli stretched his leg and kicked the man, then handed the book in front of him, and said, "Look, the drawing is finished."

Cheng Fang was just teasing Ning Qiuli, so naturally he didn't expect him to draw any amazing works, but when his eyes accidentally glanced at the content of the painting, he immediately froze in place.

Because the painting on the notebook is not a snake totem at all, but Cheng Fang's face!

Although the time was relatively short, Ning Qiuli drew very meticulously, especially Cheng Fang's eyebrows and eyes, which completely showed his handsomeness, and it was very vivid.

Cheng Fang stared at his own face in the painting for a long time, then smiled and said, "Who is this painting? Your husband?"

"...It's you!" Ning Qiuli was immediately furious with this man, "What is my husband, don't you even recognize yourself?"

Cheng Fang successfully hooked the corners of his lips, pressed it to Ning Qiuli's ear and whispered: "Isn't your husband just me?"

"Bah," Ning Qiuli nudged the man lightly with his elbow, "Smelly shameless."

"Ah!" Cheng Fang immediately covered his stomach and cried out in pain, "Honey, you are so ruthless..."

"..." Ning Qiuli rolled his eyes helplessly, stretched out his hand to turn the book forward, and said, "This is the snake totem, see if the drawing is okay."

"Okay, very good." Cheng Fang just glanced at it and started bragging, "Look, put it together with the snake totem, and you can't tell which is the real thing and which is the painting!"

"Okay." Ning Qiuli closed the notebook neatly, "This one is almost done, let's go to the next one."

"Wait—" Cheng Fang looked eagerly at the notebook in Ning Qiuli's hand, and said, "Didn't you give that painting to me?"

"Ah? Oh." Ning Qiuli realized that Cheng Fang was referring to his portrait, and said, "Just take a picture, give me whatever you want."

Seeing the obvious displeasure on the man's face, Ning Qiuli couldn't help but smiled again and said, "I'll use this book first, and I'll return it to you when I'm done, cheapskate."

Hearing this, Cheng Fang also laughed along with him, leaned over and kissed Ning Qiuli lightly on the forehead, and said softly, "The cheapskate knows."

Before leaving, Ning Qiuli suddenly remembered something, and asked the village chief's wife, "May I ask, is your child... the skeleton still there?"

"Yes." The village head's wife nodded, "They are all buried in the woods in the backyard. Although he said that there is no need to erect a monument for the children, I still secretly inserted a few boards and occasionally went to pay homage to them. "

"Okay, thank you." Ning Qiuli bowed slightly to the village chief's wife, "Excuse me."

After coming out of the village chief's house, Ning Qiuli bit his fingernails and thought for a while, then said to Cheng Fang: "We'll come again in the middle of the night."

"Midnight? The two of us came to the woods?" Cheng Fang turned his head and looked at Ning Qiuli in surprise, "I can't see that you still have this hobby?"

Ning Qiuli glared at someone without thinking, "Cheng Fang!"

"Hahaha," Cheng Fang begged for mercy with a smile, "I was wrong, I was joking with you. Tell me, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Ning Qiuli snapped his fingers and said, "Dig the grave."

"..." Cheng Fang was really shocked at this moment, "Although I told the village head's wife just now that I came to investigate the strange disease in the village, but we already know the reason, so it's just a cover. You... you probably forgot, right?"

"I didn't blame the illness." Ning Qiuli looked up at Cheng Fang and said, "You just say whether you will come or not?"

"Come, definitely come." Cheng Fang said, "Otherwise, I don't feel at ease if you come to this kind of place alone in the middle of the night."

"Huh~" Ning Qiuli hummed Xiaoaojiao, "It's not too bad."

When Cheng Fang saw Ning Qiuli's small appearance, he couldn't help wanting to bully him, and then he really turned his thoughts into actions, and he used his hands and feet along the way. It can be said that he used the word "flirting" to the extreme .

Next, the two went to Mama Hong's house that the younger sister had mentioned.

Mama Hong is a middle-aged woman in her 50s. Because she has a good relationship with Cheng's mother, she is also very enthusiastic when she sees Cheng Fang and Ning Qiuli. She brings them tea, water and snacks, and even asks them about their relationship. After asking and asking, Cheng Fang was too lazy to be polite, so Ning Qiuli had no choice but to make up the whole process of nonsense, even making up the romantic plot of the two people's first meeting.

Cheng Fang was quietly watching Ning Qiuli's performance, cooperating with him from time to time, and casting an affectionate and admiring look at him.

When the family ethics drama was almost finished, Cheng Fang cut to the point decisively, and said, "Mother Hong, do you have a... um... a piece of wood that looks like a coiled snake?"

The reason why he asked this question was because Cheng Fang had already looked around and did not see the snake totem in any obvious place, and this was in the family elders' house, let alone search it in a big way, so he could only adopt this kind of milder method. The way.

"A coiled snake..." Mama Hong thought for a while, and said, "There was one before, but I thought it was in the way, so I put it in the drawer."

Cheng Fang put on a handsome smile of a sunny youth: "Then... why don't you show it to us?"