The story of raising a baby in the Yellow Chicken Villa of Sword Three

"Ah, this was painted by Yeye?" Xiao Wu covered his eyes in surprise, and took a step back. "Yeah, yeah, this person is so scary. I think this painting is very dark. It's so scary."

"Then don't read it." Ye Mengqiu stretched out his hand to cover Xiao Wu's eyes, his voice was as gentle as spring water, making Xiao Wu's heart warm and sweet, as if wrapped in snow-white cotton candy, "Isn't that Yeyena?" I promised Kang Daxia for the first time, I want to show him. Tell him that some things are far more similar in spirit than in form."

"But yeah." Xiao Wu raised his head, admiringly looked at his house, how good-looking it was, how outstanding it was, "Yeah, it's amazing, it's amazing, Xiao Wu really likes it. I knew it, No one in this world can compare to Yeye."

Oops, Ye Mengqiu feels his old face is hot.No matter what, it's not his work. It's shameless enough to plagiarize someone else's famous painting. What's more shameless is that the painting is still very frustrating. What kind of eyes does Xiao Wu have?

Is he going to strengthen Xia Xiaowu's aesthetics?To save it, Xiao Wu will feel that the Fauvism is good-looking all day long, so he won't even have time to cry.

When Ye De came in and saw the painting, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

Then he trembled and climbed to the front of the painting to cover it, for fear that Lang Jun would feel uncomfortable seeing it.

"Ye De, I drew that." Ye Mengqiu said helplessly, "I won't be afraid when I see it."

"Lang Jun painted it? When did Lang Jun draw it?" Ye De immediately reacted, "Sir, do you want to take a break? Did we get up secretly after we rest at night? How can you be so casual before your body recovers, Sir?"

"I'm fine." Why the hell is he messing around in the middle of the night?The atmosphere is good only in the middle of the night.How can it be possible to feel something so bright and fragrant in the daytime?He knew that he was a scumbag in painting, and the only thing that could fool Kang Xuezhu was his emotions that were so strong that people couldn't breathe.

In the middle of the night, the wind is tight and the night is deep.Under the shroud of darkness, Ye Mengqiu began to recall all kinds of horror movies (especially psychological horror) in his previous life, such as midnight bells, hypnosis, villages, etc. He would not say that screaming The face was drawn when he imagined that Sadako Boy's Shoes crawled under his feet, and thinking of Sadako's Boy's Shoes suddenly raised his head, he was so scared that he was about to cry.

Also, the dream after he fell off the cliff, the sour, hopeless and guilty emotion that made people fall into the darkness and couldn't break free, he also patrolled one by one, and cut them apart cruelly.Looking at my own despair, seeing myself having nothing to rely on and belonging to, seeing myself occupying other people's positions and other people's identities, seeing myself causing the premature death of my parents and Li Erniang's death.

It was as if picking up a gloomy knife, opened the wound again, and pierced deeply.

Although it was cruel and made him uncomfortable, he had to face many things.

Until now, he is still in a bad mood.

"No, no, no, yeah, you have to rest, you have to rest." Xiao Wu insisted, "This painting is great, but it's not good for Yeye. I don't want Yeye to paint such a hopeless and horrible painting, I want Yeye to draw bright Liangliangliang’s happy drawing. Yeye... Next time, I will draw Xiao Wu so that Xiao Wu can laugh, okay?"

"Uh..." He really doesn't know how to draw.

"Yeah..." Xiao Wu's aggrieved eyes turned red.

"Okay, okay, okay." Ye Mengqiu couldn't say a word to his daughter's little grievance.

And when Kang Xuezhu saw the picture smeared on the wooden board with thick ink and light ink charcoal, he was really shocked.

It's just the black world of Mo, which is faint and deep, and it's just a shadow of a person, and the face only has eyes and noses or, in other words, even the proportions are completely wrong, which looks funny and weird.

But looking at this picture, he seemed to feel the incomparable fear, as well as the endless despair, pain and guilt.

The whole darkness hits the face, so oppressive that it makes people breathless, as if it has substance and thickness to force all the air away, and I feel stuffy and uncomfortable in my heart.

This is this...

He looked at Ye Mengqiu, "Master Ye, Master Ye's accomplishments are indeed far superior to mine. I never thought..."

Never thought it looked like...

He has dissected so many people, but with so many hands, he can't find his wife's penis at all. Is it because he is too obsessed with appearance?

"I'm just a painting, which made Kang Daxia laugh." Ye Mengqiu said lightly, "Actually, I don't want to touch this kind of thing too much, after all, it affects my mood. All I can think about is the children and the villa. Many things need to go Look forward instead of being addicted to it and not coming out. Although indulging in the guilt of the past will make you feel better, but it is not for the dead, but also for the living."

"Isn't it just another way of selfishness to just think about how uncomfortable and guilty I am?" Ye Mengqiu said lightly, so he can only live well, work hard to raise a few children, make the villa prosperous, and carry forward the surname Ye Only then can I be a little bit worthy of Ye Zhuang and his wife, Li Erniang, and the original owner.

Kang Xuezhu looked at Ye Mengqiu... Could it be that Master Ye knew something?No, he always hides it very well, no one knows what he thinks in his heart.

But Master Ye's words obviously have other meanings.From real water without fragrance, to appearance is not like spirit, now we should care about the living instead of just immersing ourselves in our own guilt.

That's right, Master Ye is extremely talented and has a keen sense, so it's hard to guarantee that he hasn't leaked any clues.Is this a veiled warning or a well-intentioned persuasion?

He has to think about it, he has to think about it.

Kang Xuezhu forced a smile, "What Master Ye said is really deafening and makes me think deeply. Well, I, I won't disturb Master Ye's rest."

Ye Mengqiu watched him leave. In fact, when recalling horror movies, Ye Mengqiu thought of who Student Kang looked like.

He is a bit like Jean-Maptiste Grenouille in perfume, he looks at himself as if he is going to dissect him.The one who asked the classmate to plan so many people in order to get the best perfume.

But now Kang Xuezhu's eyes seem to have changed slightly.

Ye Mengqiu rubbed his temples, it's not good to be too suspicious.But he also didn't want to have more contact with Kang.

"He's gone?" Xiao Wu came in with a snack, "I don't like him, Yeye. He came here all day long to look for Yeye, and he said strange things."

"Well, his people are all weird." Xiao Wu directly came to a conclusion.

Before Ye Mengqiu could say something about being polite, I heard a crisp female voice, "I said Master Ye, how can I feel at ease with your appearance?"

"Aunt Gongsun? And nephew Qu Yunqu?" Ye Mengqiu smiled sincerely, "Are you back?"

"Can you not come back?" Aunt Gongsun said with a stinky face, "We know that something happened to you, but we can still stay in Wudu? Anyway, it's almost there, so we'll come back first."

"I said Master Ye, how did you make yourself into what you are now?"

Thinner than he remembered, and weaker than he remembered, the owner Ye Zhuang, who was originally like a bamboo, just sat in the wheelchair so indifferently, perhaps only his smile remained unchanged.

Thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms are still falling, which dazzles people's eyes.

The author has something to say:

Perfume tells the story of Grenouille, a genius who has no contact with human beings and has an extremely sensitive sense of smell. In order to pursue the most perfect fragrance in the world, he did not hesitate to kill many girls.

In fact, Lao Ye just took a trick. If you want to say that he doesn’t have any skills in painting, he just uses it to paint completely without a trace of blank space to suppress all kinds of black, distorted body, uneasy proportions, and shaking... Like shouting.Kang Tongxi had never seen this before, of course he was shocked.

Hey hey hey hey, Qu Yun is back, back, back, back

Tomorrow morning, the paws are going to fly to Hainan waves, and they can’t touch the keyboard for a few days, please ask for leave

Well, let me say something in advance, happy new year's day, every little friend is so cute, kiss one, mouth one

Also, thanks

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Meow in the north dropped a mine

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