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Chapter VII

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    Yao An was so busy that he was dizzy. The child next to him was licking ice cream and touching the plaster with his sticky hands. Yao An smiled and held his wrist, took out a tissue and wiped it for him, and then picked up a cheaper one.  The doll was handed to him: "This is good, you can color it!"

    The child smiled with squinted eyes, took the doll and started playing with it.

    By the river on a summer night, the breeze blows slowly, removing the sultry heat of the day, leaving only a slight coolness.  Yao An's wet hair had dried. She raised her hands and clasped them together, turning up the rubber bands on her wrists to tie them up. Someone approached and squatted down in front of her, like a giant raiding Lilliput. She looked out of place among a group of children.

    Jiang Na hung his arms on his knees, glanced at the plaster dolls of different shapes in front of him, picked up a pen holder-shaped white Doraemon and asked: "How much does this cost?"

    Yao An was stunned for a moment, put down the long hair in his hands, put the rubber band back into place, frowned and looked at Jiang Na, and then answered after a while: "Ten yuan."

    Jiang Na nodded, stretched out his palm in front of Yao An, and looked at her silently.

    Yao An moved back, hesitant.  Jiang Na smiled and said: "Pen."

    Yao An didn't move for a long time. Seeing this, Yao's mother on the side smiled and handed over a brush. Then she bumped Yao An's arm and scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing, greeting the guests."

    Yao An responded softly, frowned and reluctantly picked up the paint, "What color do you want?"

    Jiang Na raised her eyebrows, "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, any color!"

    Yao An thought he was deliberately causing trouble and immediately darkened her face. Seeing his "What can you do to me?" look, she gritted her teeth and poured seven colors into the small plate, but there was only a small particle of each color, which was not enough after mixing.  It takes up a little space and shows stinginess.

    Jiang Na looked at her sideways and said nothing.

    Occasionally, couples visit the plaster stall, and little girls squeeze together with children, but single men rarely appear, especially tall men holding brushes and focusing on painting.

    Pedestrians looked at him frequently, whispered a few words and then looked away.  Jiang Na concentrated on it, dabbed it with paint and sketched it carefully, tracing vertically down Doraemon's round head until he reached the base of his feet.  After changing to another color and continuing the action, a moment later a robotic cat wearing a rainbow appeared under the dim street light. The child next to him came over, pointed at him and muttered.

    "That's not how it was painted. It's blue. You have to paint it blue." The little hand raised the blue paint and handed it to Jiang Na. Someone else said, "This is beautiful, just like a rainbow!"

    But most of the children were still giving instructions to Jiang Na, and all of them put down the dolls in their hands and stood up to teach him.

    Jiang Na found it noisy and said with a tigerish face: "I painted mine, what does it have to do with you?" His sharp eyes went through the group of short guys around him, and he turned his attention to Yao An.

    The children felt that he did not recognize good people and had returned to his position.  Yao An frowned and asked displeasedly: "Is the painting finished?"

    Jiang Na nodded, "How about this?" He waved Doraemon in front of Yao An.

    Yao An smiled and replied: "It looks good. Do you want to buy it back? Ten yuan is enough."

    When Jiang Na heard this, he immediately frowned, glanced at her, put her hypocritical smile in his eyes, and then said lightly: "No need." After saying that, he put the robot cat back on the ground, got up and left.

    Yao An was almost furious. She glared at Jiang Na's back until she couldn't see any corners, then she looked back and threw Doraemon into the pile of discarded plaster beside her.

    After closing the stall and going home, Yao Yanjin was already waiting in the living room in her pajamas. When she saw them coming back, she hurriedly stepped forward and took the bag, "Why is it so late today?"

    Mother Yao knew that she was worried and said with a smile: "Business is good today, so I will close the stall later. Go to bed quickly."

    Yao An took off his shoes and asked Yao Yanjin to put the bag on the ground, "You guys go to bed first and I'll put the plaster back on."

    The colored plasters accounted for most of the work. Yao An placed them on the ground one by one, sat down cross-legged and began to work.  The colorful plaster turned back to its original pure white in a blink of an eye. Yao An picked up the colorful Doraemon and moved his hands. Under the fluorescent lamp, every color was clearly visible.  Yao An carefully looked at the word "Yao Yao" on Doraemon's hip and was speechless for a moment.

    Jiang Na on the other end finished the meal and drove back to Lishan Town.  Xu Zhou was so drunk that he kept chattering: "Damn Shen Lun, what a stupid name you gave me. I thought I was illiterate and said it was pronounced 'official'. I just turned over my phone and it was clearly 'wheel'!" He continued  He said angrily, "Why are you pretending to be noble? If you don't accept this, you won't accept that!"

    Jiang Na sneered: "I am a cultured person, what do you, an illiterate, know?"

    ??She said: "Is this yours? My driver bought it and didn't notice there was money in it."

    Yao An quickly took it, "It's mine. I must have been too busy that day and accidentally sold this."

    Seeing her lost and recovered, Shen Lun looked happy and said with a smile: "Take it back, be careful in the future." After a pause, he asked again, "Are you from the R&D room?"

    Yao An nodded, remembering that Shen Lun stepped forward to help that day, and today he paid back several hundred yuan of his hard-earned money, he couldn't help but feel grateful, so he smiled and said a few words to him.

    Jiang Na walked upstairs and told Xu Zhouwei on the phone to compile a list of those who were doing transportation in Lishan Town. After saying the last sentence, he hung up the phone and looked up to see Yao An and Shen Lun talking and laughing.  The plaster doll was dangling in the sun, and at a glance it was clear that it came from Yao An's stall, and Jiang Na's face immediately darkened.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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