Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

Even so, Jian Yan still shook his head, "It's too expensive. This is your home. I have no private territory except the bedroom when I rent it. I have to live with you. The size of the bedroom alone is not worth two thousand yuan a month."

The woman tried to negotiate with her, "Two thousand yuan with meals."

"No, I like to eat alone."

"Fifteen thousand, no higher. If it doesn't work, forget it."

When she was young, she had never done any housework and did not know how to haggle or raise prices when doing business in the market. Until she was persecuted by Si Yanchen and had to flee, she had to save every penny and at the same time she learned the ability to deal with the lower class people.

The woman hesitated for a long time before giving in. "Okay, the rent is fifteen thousand a month."

"I haven't asked you what your name is yet."

Jian Yan pointed to the signature on the contract and said, "My name is Shangguan Mei, you can call me A-Mei."

In this way, Jian Yan moved into this family.

She learned that the woman was Yang Ruoliu, the head of the household. She was a single mother who ran a flower shop to make a living. Her daughter was Bai Fang, 10 years old, and was in elementary school. Her husband had passed away many years ago, and the empty room was his study.

After moving in, Jian Yan bought bedding and daily necessities, but was not in a hurry to find a job. In order to blend in here, she ordered two sets of dark blue ethnic costumes to wear on a daily basis.

However, it was difficult to tie her short wolf-tail hair into a high ponytail or a bun, so she just tied a navy blue headband.

When I look in the mirror I always feel dazed and can’t recognize myself.

Because the news of her escape had not yet reached Caiqi City, her time passed faster than she had imagined.

Gradually, she became familiar with Yang Ruoliu.

She found that this woman was very strict and demanding about money. She would sigh for a long time when a flower withered, and would be unhappy for a long time when she bought a bouquet of flowers for one dollar less. It can be said that she is a person with low emotional value. But it is not easy to raise a child alone, there are always unspeakable hardships, and these are normal for the sake of life.

As long as it doesn't involve her interests, she respects it.

Bai Fang goes to school on weekdays, and Yang Ruoliu has to keep every pot of flowers beautiful and fresh, and also promote and handle the flowers when there are guests. Sometimes she is too busy to do anything alone.

Jian Yan didn't intend to help at first, after all, she was not a snail girl.

Later, she saw how hard this thin woman worked to make a living, and out of respect and sympathy for the working people, she would help out with some small favors.

For example, trimming flowers, picking up things, and looking after the store. Anyway, there are surveillance cameras in the store, so you don’t have to worry about being blackmailed when helping out.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Sometimes she would think of Xiao Mu and remember that she had promised him that she would never abandon him. Then she would blame herself and become depressed for a long time.

Breaking a promise is a very bad thing.

She felt sorry for him.

I hate breaking my promise the most, but I did the same thing.

She had already pulled the boy out of the quagmire, and she didn't know if her departure would make him fall into a state of defensiveness and distrust of others again.

Fortunately, she solved many mysteries, Tong Ruixiao will love him well. At worst, he will be happier than before.

She is now using this to comfort herself.

After all, fleeing is the only option.

It was impossible for her to live in fear in the Tong family. If she wanted to live in peace, she had to leave.

If Jian Yan was terrified when Jian Yao suspected that she was not the original owner, then Tong Ruixiao, who knew her past, was a bomb that terrified her.

I can’t have any more contact with the Tong family…

She just wants to live.

If necessary, the ID card can be reissued, the name and address can be changed. As long as there is a suitable place to stay, everything will be fine.

Jian Yan thought about this and used a scraper to take colors from the tightly arranged acrylic gouache paint box, tested the colors on the palette, and then looked at the sky and waved the paintbrush.

She had nothing to do, so she bought a drawing board and materials to paint. Caiqi City was a holy place for her who loved beautiful scenery.

"La la la, good evening, less homework after school~"

The little girl Bai Fang was skipping home with her schoolbag after school. When she opened the door, she saw that there was no one in the store and was puzzled.

Where's mom? Is there no one?

Looking more closely, I saw that it was the tenant's sister who was sitting in the corner, doing something unknown.

She leaned over to look, only to see a woman painting.

She screamed in surprise: "Sister Meimei can actually draw, and she is drawing the clouds outside the window!"

"The painting is so beautiful, it looks like it was pulled down from the sky!"

The small flower stand stood in the corner and was not conspicuous, and the canvas was not very big. Normally, no one would notice it, but the child noticed something different at first glance and came over.

Jane Yan was shocked.

She looked up at the girl with sparkling eyes and said with a smile, "The clouds here have been red since 2pm. They are so beautiful that I wanted to paint them."

As he spoke, he rinsed the paintbrush in a transparent bucket beside him and mixed other colors.

Chat with her while painting.

Bai Fang put her schoolbag on the wall hook, squatted beside her with her face in her hands, and asked innocently: "Sister, can you draw flowers? The flowers in our house are so beautiful!"

Most of the seasonal flowers are planted and cultivated by my mother herself in the backyard. Some are selected and cultivated in the greenhouse of the flower market. They are more beautiful than those at other places.

She is very confident about the flowers in her home.

Jian Yan's heart was moved by what she said. Facing the fragrance filling the room, she didn't even paint a flower. That was really wrong.

So she agreed to Fangfang, "Next weekend, pick a flower that you think is the most beautiful, and I will draw it for you, okay?"

"Can't it be just a handful?"

"That's fine, but if the already finely wrapped flowers are not sold, won't they go bad? It's a waste of money to wrap a bunch of flowers just to paint a picture."

Jian Yan thought of how hard Bai Fang's mother worked and couldn't help but say this.

The little girl's feet were numb from squatting, so she stood up by holding the back of her chair and thought for a while, "Well, that's right... but I can also make it into dried flowers and put it in the display cabinet!"

"Okay, as long as your mother agrees."

The people of Caiqi City wear ethnic costumes and retain the old names. They call their elder sister "jiejie" and their younger sister "meizi", their parents "baba and mama", and the elderly "po and grandpa".

Jian Yan felt awkward when she first came here, but she was able to adapt quickly and soon became familiar with Bai Fang calling her sister, and she was able to put what she learned into practice.

But she didn't expect that before she could draw for the little girl on her day off, the peace of half a month would be broken.

this day.

Jane hates going downstairs.

Yang Ruoliu, who was making dried flowers, heard the footsteps and complained to her, "I don't know what's going on these past two days. I don't know who the police are looking for outside. They're making a lot of noise! ​​Business is already difficult, and it's even harder now."