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"Huh...huh..." Su Ying panted heavily, sat back on the round stool, pinched her left sleeve to wipe off the cold sweat on her face.While wiping her sweat, she talked to herself, trying her best to calm herself down: "Anxiety is useless, anxiety is useless... Even, even if the right hand is bad, I can't get rid of it... I still want to raise mosquitoes... Su Qing , Su Yang, cheer up..." She pushed herself up strongly, and slowly moved out.

Tai Dou and Youqin Boshan are not at home.Su Ying guessed that she probably went to see Tao Jian, so she didn't think too much about it.It was the mosquito that hadn't appeared yet that made her worry.

Cai Xiaomozi, are you still in Wuxi and won't come back... Bullying me is a one-armed girl who can't deal with you now, right... You wait, you wait for me... Su Qing viciously asked Cai Xiaowen to wait.Just as she was about to put on a fierce expression, her right hand seemed to sense the pain, and she felt the pain in time, directly distorting Su Huang's eyebrows. "It's the third day, and it still hurts so much. Is it really going to be abolished..."

Thinking about it this way, staying at home is also boring.Su Qing went out with a heavy heart, and walked slowly from the small street to the main street.There are very few pedestrians on the street, not even many street vendors.It seems that Tao Jian's attraction to Yixing people is really extraordinary.With pain in her hand and fear in her heart, Su Qing didn't want to see Tao Jian at all.She walked along the street aimlessly, and began to seriously think about what to do if she really couldn't be Tao anymore...

If you can't make pottery, the pottery shop at home will definitely not be as good as before... Su Ying stared at her toes as she walked, with her right hand hanging by her side, not daring to use force at all: although the pottery made by the kiln masters would not be affected.But those pottery are ordinary after all.Without the blessing of my ninth-grade pottery, the Su family pottery shop will eventually become a mediocre pottery kiln and be swallowed up by other potters.Fortunately, Little Mosquito is now an official pottery, and Yufeng will only have one official pottery in the future...

Thinking of this, Su Ying's heart was sore, and she let out a long sigh.She really loves pottery.If her right hand is crippled, half of her life will be crippled.The other half needs to be found by herself: or be a potter?According to the pottery shop at home, use the big kiln to produce some ordinary pottery, and also do pottery business?Hey, I don't like business.But in order to make a living, I can only... I'm so hungry...

Hungry, this can temporarily suppress all Su Yang's troubles.She raised her head and looked around, trying to find a food stall to fill her stomach.There happened to be a food stall on the corner of the street not far away. Su Ying bought twenty mutton stuffed buns and wrapped a big one in dried lotus leaves.After eating three buns, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down the speed of taking the buns.Next to the food stall is a painting stall.Holding Baozi in her arms, Su Ying turned her head to look at the signature banner of the painting booth.

"Painting is not what you want to draw, you can draw if you want to draw..." Su Qing couldn't help reading and reading a word, and chewing a bun after reading a word.

The stall owner, who was immersed in painting, heard Su Ying reading her banner, raised her head and said with a smile, "Young lady, do you paint?"

Surprised, Su Yang quickly swallowed the steamed stuffed bun and looked.Seeing that the stall owner was a young woman, the red robe on her body had been washed out, but her breasts were clean.The appearance is not as poor and shabby as the robe.Just looking up like this, the woman's eyes flickered, flowing with water, charming and charming.The facial features are exquisite, quite classical in landscape painting.It just so happened that she was a famous painter, so her appearance matched her profession very well.

With a thought in her mind, Su Ying thought of herself: I can also draw!After all, the right hand is not cut and split, so it should not be completely unusable.Although the palm is not flexible, it is still possible to hold a pen.Painting is also a way...

Thinking of this, she sat down on the bench in front of the booth and put the bun back into the lotus leaf: "What do you want to draw, Miss?"

The woman in red couldn't help chuckling: "I can draw whatever you want. Or just draw your half body."

"Okay, okay." Su Ying wanted to chat with her a few more words to understand the market situation in the painting world, in case she had to change careers as a last resort, so she chatted after she started writing: "What's your name, girl?"

"My name is 'Master Xiao Chen'."

"Master Xiao Chen? This is rare..."

"Hey, the one who made small noises for fun, yelled and yelled like that in the neighbors. In fact, there is no such thing as an adult, he is just a poor painting seller. Hey."

Su Ying listened to her frankness, so she didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly, "Can your art booth handle the daily expenses?"

Master Xiao Chen glanced at Su Ying, and said: "That's enough. I live with Fa Xiao. She teaches in the library and can subsidize the family. She can make ends meet."

Hearing what she said, the fire of hope in Su Ying's heart dimmed a bit: "This way..."

"But it doesn't matter. I'm saving money now. When I have enough travel expenses to buy a good brush, I will go to the Beijing Painting Department to take an ultimatum for a painter. Then I can teach painting in a painting hall. The monthly salary of a painter is quite good. Do it In a few years, I can still open a small art gallery!" Master Xiao Chen was full of hope, and his voice was full of joy: "Everything is on the way, it's just a matter of time. Hehe."

Her optimism ignited the flame of hope that Su Yang had almost extinguished.For her, it is not a problem to be a painter, and it is not even a problem to open a painting studio.She can still get the money.In comparison, in an instant, she was several years faster than Master Xiao Chen on the road of life.Master Xiao Chen is full of hope, why should she be pessimistic.Su Ying figured this out, finally smiled, sat upright, and said in her heart: "Little mosquito is a potter, and I am a painter, so it is a match."I can afford her too.There is really no dead end in life... I can still paint on the pottery made by the little mosquito, and it is still a joint production of the two of us... Oh, why didn't I think of it a long time ago... With the little mosquito around, I don't know how to work with Tao insulation...