"You still want to marry into a rich family? You don't even look at yourself..." Old Man Zhu was angry.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me like this?" Zhu Bamei stood up and asked unconvinced, "My mother didn't say I couldn't marry, so why did you still question her? Who is my mother? She

Is her ability comparable to yours? Without her, do you think you can still live the good life you have now?"

"You..." Old man Zhu originally just wanted to scold Lin Sanmei and Lin Simei for being such "white-eyed wolves", and also gave Zhu Bamei a few words. Unexpectedly, this girl's temper got worse and she directly confronted him. He was so angry.

, he raised his hand and wanted to slap her.

How could Zhu Bamei stand there waiting to be beaten? She slipped her feet and ran away.

"Stop for me—"

"Only a fool should stop!" Zhu Bamei replied, running behind Ye Yuran, deliberately sticking her head out and making a face at Old Zhu.

Ye Yuran, who had just stepped through the door of the hall:... I just went to the latrine, what's going on?

"You..." When Old Man Zhu saw Ye Yuran, he naturally did not dare to catch up with Zhu Bamei's opponent, but he was still angry in his heart and said dissatisfiedly to Ye Yuran, "Look at you, you have killed this girl.

How dare you talk to a father like me like this? How can you get married if you have nothing at all?"

"What's wrong? It's so good, why did you two have a quarrel?" Ye Yuran frowned slightly and motioned to Zhu Bamei to come out from behind her.

"What's the matter? She's so bad that she still scolds me as a father..." Old man Zhu didn't think anything was wrong and complained directly to Ye Yuran.

Zhu Bamei was not convinced, and before her father finished speaking, she said from the side: "Mom, you can't blame me for this. If you want to blame me, blame me for looking for trouble. We painted well here, but he rushed over and scolded him...

He's been back for a while, and he didn't just see us painting eggs. Who knows where he got angry and got angry at us for no reason."

"I've been back for a while, but they don't realize it. Girls from other families are like them. They just play with eggs when they have nothing to do. Are the eggs for playing? They are food, food..." Obviously, Old Man Zhu's

The point of view is more traditional, and it is completely unacceptable for these little guys to "play" with eggs. This is clearly not taking food seriously.

Father and daughter, you said something to me, and the matter was explained clearly in a short time.

Ye Yuran also understood. To put it bluntly, it was the "generation gap" between two generations.

Zhu Bamei thinks that painting eggs is nothing, and you can eat them after painting. You can play with them and eat them, killing two birds with one stone. But old man Zhu is different. He thinks that they are "wasting food" and "pretentious" by doing this.

However, in order to restore the scene, Ye Yuran also asked Lin Sanmei and Lin Simei who were there.

Old Man Zhu was still afraid that they would lie and kept a close eye on them, but he thought too much. In front of Ye Yuran, they did not dare to speak nonsense at all.

"Are they right?" Ye Yuran turned around and asked Old Man Zhu.

Old man Zhu nodded: "They are right, I said so, I am right, they are just wasting food and don't know what is good..."

Another round of scolding.

"Do you think they wasted food? What did they waste?" Ye Yuran asked.

"Eggs."

"But after these eggs are painted, can't they still be eaten?" Ye Yuran took one on the spot, peeled off the gray egg shell, revealing the snow-white egg blossoms inside, took a bite, and said, "Well,

The taste has not changed, it still smells like eggs... So, what do you mean by wasting food?"

Old man Zhu was a little dumbfounded: "Kekeke... but they are drawing and painting on the eggs..."

Doesn’t the action of this painting waste food?

"But all the painting has not delayed the eggs from being eaten." Ye Yuran disagreed and said, "It's not the first year you celebrate the Qingming Festival. Which year don't you boil eggs, dye them or something? It's just that

This year is a little bit special, Bamei and the other girls not only dyed the eggs, but also painted them."

"But..." Just when Old Man Zhu didn't know how to refute, he suddenly swept away the water on the ground and the dye on their clothes, and said quickly, "But look at this place and the clothes on their bodies.

That’s it…”

Ye Yuran followed his words and looked over, frowning: "Why is it in such a mess?"

The next sentence is - "Who are you planning to clean up?"

Lin Sanmei and Lin Simei quickly stood up and said: "We will clean up, don't worry, we will definitely clean up everything in a while."

Ye Yuran turned around and looked at Old Man Zhu: "They did it, they cleaned it up, have they solved it?"

"But...but this kind of behavior, this kind of behavior is wrong. Old lady, you can't condone them." Old man Zhu was so anxious. Why did he feel that the old lady seemed to be on their side?

"Apart from the fact that the ground is a little dirty, their clothes are also stained. They just drew an egg. I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Ye Yuran also picked up the last one that Zhu Bamei painted that was damaged and said, "Look at it.

, this painting is actually quite good, but this stroke is a bit crooked."

Zhu Bamei curled her lips next to her and said with some complaint: "It wasn't originally crooked, but my father's sudden voice frightened me, so the painting became crooked."

"If it's crooked, it's crooked. Just paint it right next time. Even if it's the first time, there will always be some flaws." Ye Yuran said, "Compared with people from wealthy families, your painting skills still need to be practiced. I'll wait until you have it in the future.

If you have the opportunity to see the eggs painted by rich people, you will know that that is the real 'art', a masterpiece..."

"I just paint for fun, how can I compare with those masters?" Zhu Bamei has never thought about comparing with those masters. She just thinks that among the people she has limited knowledge of, she has already painted very well and is satisfied.

.

"It's because my painting is not good enough, so I have to work harder." Ye Yuran changed the topic and said, "In addition to painting eggs, wealthy people actually also do 'egg carving,' which uses eggshells as objects that can be carved.

, carve it into various things, and then shine it on the light, you will see mountains and rivers, small bridges and flowing water, people, phoenixes in the auspicious form... As long as you dare to think, there is nothing they can't do."

Zhu Bamei couldn't believe it: "Such a small egg, mom, are it real or fake? If you say you want to carve simpler flowers, grass, etc., I can still believe it. That dragon and phoenix appear auspicious, and the small bridge and flowing water...

…You deceived me, right?”

"What are you doing all of a sudden? What I said is true," Ye Yuran said, playing with the egg in his hand, "It's such a small thing, it can hide a written painting inside. That's why they are said to be powerful,

A bird is carved smaller than a grain of rice. A lot of things can be placed on such a small egg. There are mountains and mountains, surrounded by white clouds, and the returning geese...it's beautiful when you imagine it."

[The author has something to say]

As for what everyone said, there are always some "family affairs" in this novel. I admit this. This should be a farming novel about "family affairs"... Next time, I will give you a slap in the face.
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