Chapter 315 (1/2)
”Back?” Jinnanyun smiles as sweet as honey.
Liu Xiaoli shakes her shoulders and takes two steps back. She mumbles, ”aunt Yun.”
”What color of paint do you buy? Show me.” Jinnanyun said, and walked over in person.
Liu Xiaoli took another step back and held the oil paint tightly. He asked innocently, ”are you tired of playing with that dead man?”
”No.” Jinnanyun still smiled: ”but he was taken to yamen by your father. Not long after you left, I haven't said ten words with him, but guess what? Your father, ask me where you have gone. How nice aunt Yun is. He didn't say a word. Your father doesn't know that you haven't been in the inn all morning. ”
Liu Xiaoli is going to cry: ”aunt Yun I didn't know my father was going to take him to Yamen. ”
”Yes, who knows? It may be Providence.” Jinnanyun sighed, raised his lips again, and extended his hand to Liu Xiaoli: ”come, let's show aunt Yun the oil paint.”
Liu Xiaoli hid the oil paint behind his back and his eyes were red: ”aunt Yun I didn't lie to you... ”
”Aunt Yun doesn't mean that.” Jinnanyun's face is considerate: ”aunt Yun just wants to see what your oil paint looks like.”
Liu Xiaoli's face is pitiful. He looks at the floating life behind jinnanyun. His eyes are confused. He asks for help silently.
Fusheng sighed and shook his head slightly.
Liu Xiaoli saw that the situation was over, so she had to narrow her mouth and carefully handed over the sackcloth bag. At the same time, she murmured in a very low voice: ”aunt Yun, you said it was just a look...”
Jin Nan Yun smiled gently, took the bag away, held it in his hand, turned back and walked to his room.
Liu Xiaoli chases up: ”aunt Yun......”
Jinnanyun gave him a merciless look and groaned: ”you are not benevolent, I am unjust, very fair, don't think you are a child, I will let you, I am a person, always a pen is a pen.”
Liu Xiaoli grabs Jin Nanyun's dress: ”aunt Yun, I really didn't know that Dad would take that man to yamen...”
”I don't know if this package of oil paint will be put in front of your father when he comes back.”
”Aunt Yun...”
”Aunt Feng is useless. Don't say aunt Yun...”
”Aunt Yun...”
”Let go!”
”Aunt Yun...”
”Floating life!”
Finally, Fusheng moves to drag Xiaoli away.
Jin Nanyun enters the room, slamming the door.
Liu Xiaoli hugs Fusheng's waist, buries his face in his clothes and cries, ”what's wrong with Fusheng's sister, Yun Yi?”
Fusheng felt the little guy's head, looked around and whispered, ”madam is in a bad mood today.”
”What's the matter?”
Fusheng hesitated for a moment and said simply: ”it's about the third young master and the girl you are.”
Liu Xiaoli is not clear about the love triangle between these adults.
Fusheng didn't talk to Liu Xiaoli too much, but in Liu Xiaoli's ears, Yun Yi thinks of her husband.
Xiao Li met aunt Yun's husband that day, and he was in the cell. Although he didn't know why his mother and uncle Rong didn't take aunt Yun's husband away together, there were always adult reasons.
But now, aunt Yun is obviously missing her husband!
Thinking of that package of oil paint, he used up all his private house money, and there was also a package of fluorescent oil paint, which is said to be painted on the object, so that the object could also shine green at night.
As soon as Xiao Li thought of his skull shining in the dark night, he was excited and fascinated.
He must take back the package of oil paint and then dress up his skull!