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The wife discussed this with Zhou Chenli, who agreed that letting his son go out to play wasn't a big deal. Before he was sick, he'd often gone out and wandered around.

Moreover, they were going to their own restaurant to play, so naturally they strongly supported it and even specially sent two guards to follow Zhou Jiyuan.

Seeing that Duke Dingguo and his wife agreed, Xu Miao returned to discuss the matter with Zhou Jiyuan. Xu Miao said softly, "Ah Yuan, can we go to the restaurant every three days? You still need to set aside time to tell stories and draw pictures for Mr. Li."

Now Zhou Jiyuan tells Mr. Li a story about Sun Wukong every morning, just giving the outline, and the rest is taken back by Mr. Li for polishing.

After it is polished, it will be given to Xu Miao, Zhou Jiyuan and others to tell again, and then it will be sent to the storyteller after some revisions.

Mr. Li was also a wonderful man with a clear mind. Seeing that the young master would tell him stories for a whole morning every day, he would intersperse some allusions and vocabulary to Zhou Jiyuan, and also brought Zhou Jiyuan many travel books.

Mr. Li thinks that travel books like these are more suitable for children of Zhou Jiyuan's age.

Zhou Jiyuan was able to listen at this time, and Xu Miao also benefited from it.

Because Zhou Jiyuan tells stories to Mr. Li every day, and Mr. Li deliberately explains things, he now has a larger vocabulary, stronger expressive ability, and his speech logic has also improved a lot.

And Mr. Ye, every time he came to discuss portraits with Xu Miao, Zhou Jiyuan would listen along. As time went by, Xu Miao discovered that Zhou Jiyuan had a great talent for painting, probably because he inherited Zhou Chenli's genes.

Zhou Chenli has great attainments in painting. He likes to write and paint when he has nothing to do. He also collects ancient paintings and calligraphy from previous dynasties.

Seeing that Zhou Jiyuan liked painting, Xu Miao took out the charcoal pencil he had used before and gave it to Zhou Jiyuan.

When Xu Miao was at the Xu residence, she would draw with charcoal pencils when she had nothing to do. She tried to make the charcoal pencils herself in the kitchen in the backyard of the Xu residence.

There were no luxuries like brushes in the backyard of Xu's house, but there was plenty of charcoal.

Otherwise, she had no other way to pass the time. Over time, she became quite good at charcoal drawing.

Xu Miao felt that using a brush was too troublesome, so he gave Zhou Jiyuan a charcoal pencil to practice with first, and then use a brush when he had a good foundation.

Whenever Zhou Jiyuan had time, he would use the charcoal pencils Xu Miao gave him to copy the monkeys, goblins, and landscapes drawn by Mr. Ye.

Although his paintings were all black at the beginning, Zhou Jiyuan enjoyed it. As he painted more, his talent became apparent. Xu Miao felt that his monkey paintings were more lifelike than Mr. Ye's, although they were still some colorless charcoal drawings.

For this reason, the lady praised Xu Miao for his good management and rewarded him with many good things, including gold ingots.

Naturally, Zhou Chenli could not hide the affairs of the mansion from him. Sometimes, Zhou Chenli would go to his son to give him some pointers. Although he thought his son's paintings were too dark and ugly, he could still see his son's extraordinary strengths in the details.

Zhou Chenli carefully examined his son's precious charcoal pencil for a long time before throwing it to Zhou Jiyuan in disdain. Only his silly son treated this charcoal pencil like a treasure, holding it in his hand every day to draw. It was truly too ugly.

Because of this, Zhou Chenli specially approved Xu Miao to go out of the house with Zhou Jiyuan to the restaurant, which made Xu Miao very happy.

Xu Miao really didn't want to stay in the backyard. Although the backyard of the Duke's Mansion was big enough, it was not as spacious and free as the outside.

When Zhou Jiyuan saw that Xu Miao had agreed with him to leave the house once every three days, he sat on the bed with a tense face and thought about it seriously. It seemed that once every three days was also okay.

"Sister, I just thought about it. I'm really busy right now. I have to tell stories to Mr. Li, learn to draw monkeys with Mr. Ye, and stay with my mother for a while. If I go out every day, I really won't have time."

Zhou Jiyuan counted on his fingers and told Xu Miao one thing at a time.

"I feel a little reluctant to leave that place. It's just right to go out once every three days."

Seeing Zhou Jiyuan agreed, Xu Miao smiled and said to him, "Let's go to the restaurant every three afternoons. We can listen to the storyteller tell new stories. After listening, Yuan can come back and discuss with Mr. Li whether he needs to revise them."

"Our A Yuan is now a famous writer. He is amazing to be able to tell the story of Monkey King so well."

Xu Miao always praises Zhou Jiyuan. Isn't it said that good children are praised into being?

Whenever Xu Miao had the chance, he would flatter Zhou Jiyuan and praise him highly. Don't say this trick is really effective.

So, every three days, Xu Miao would take Zhou Jiyuan out of the house to a restaurant to listen to stories, and he would also take the opportunity to take Zhou Jiyuan out shopping, which made Xu Miao and Zhou Jiyuan's lives much richer.

Xu Miao not only took Zhou Jiyuan to the restaurant, but also went to the teahouse at Zhou Jiyuan's request.

After going to the teahouse once, Zhou Jiyuan said that he would go to the teahouse instead of the restaurant in the future.

In his opinion, teahouses are much more lively than restaurants. When the storyteller is telling a story, there is a group of people cheering and cheering below. This is what storytelling should be like.

The teahouse returned to its normal state. Although there were more people coming to listen to the conversation than usual, there were still fewer people than in the first few days. Even the number of people eavesdropping outside had decreased significantly.

Ordinary people don’t have so much time to listen to the storyteller every day. Most of them are busy making ends meet. They only occasionally have the time and spare money to come to the teahouse to listen.

The only people who come here regularly are a few wealthy and free-spirited old gentlemen. The one who was pulled out last time is a die-hard fan. He comes every day and is the one who shouts the loudest.

In a few days, the old man became familiar with Zhou Jiyuan, and the two became so-called friends regardless of age difference, mainly because they had the same hobby, which was monkeys.

Zhou Jiyuan was very happy to make this old friend, and he would ask his father for some good wine and tea to give to the old man. This made the old man very happy, because those tea and wine were all good things, and they might even be tributes.

Zhou Chenli doesn't care about the stupid things his son does. As long as his son doesn't get hurt, he doesn't care who he plays with.

Then, the old man and Zhou Jiyuan shouted even louder.

As for the storyteller on the stage, he treated Zhou Jiyuan as his financial sponsor. Others gave him gifts such as fruits and snacks, while those with better conditions would bring him a fish or a piece of meat.

The storyteller can take these gifts home and does not have to give them to the teahouse.

When Zhou Jiyuan comes to reward you, just throw gold beans and silver beans to him.

When Zhou Chenli heard that his son was going to give a tip to the storyteller, he sent someone to give Zhou Jiyuan two small bags of gold and silver beans. He was really worried that his foolish son would take a piece of meat to the storyteller. He couldn't afford to lose face.

The storyteller, delighted, saw Zhou Jiyuan, his wealthy sponsor, sitting below listening to his story. He became as excited as a chicken, speaking with such passion that Xu Miao felt embarrassed for him.

Unfortunately, Zhou Jiyuan just liked it this way. The more happily the gentleman spoke on the stage, the louder he and the old gentleman screamed in the audience, and they were definitely running in both directions.

The owner of the teahouse was very happy to see the young master come to his place to listen to his stories when he had nothing to do. He was very happy to finally have the opportunity to show his face in front of the young master, and he would be busy and attentive to him every time he came.

Xu Miao also likes teahouses, thinking that they are closer to her life. For this reason, Xu Miao even mocks herself for being a country pig that can't eat fine bran, and she just likes the atmosphere of the city.

That day, taking the opportunity to go out of the house, Xu Miao brought Zhou Jiyuan to the courtyard where he used to live.

The courtyard was tidy and clean, and Xiao Niang, Xu Xiaoman and Xu Zhier were waiting for her arrival.

Now that he had the opportunity to leave the house, Xu Miao asked the servant of the Duke's Mansion to find Xu Xiaoman and ask him about his mother's situation.

Xu Miao was so happy to know that her mother could go out to the courtyard. Her father had actually done some good deeds before leaving and promised that her mother could go out to see her.

Xu Miao was overjoyed to see his mother again.