Chapter 8: Painter and fart.

On the plane, Shen Yiqian did not hold back, asked Lin Zhushui: "Sir, will she die?"
Lin Zhushui: "No."
When Shen Yiqian saw that Lin Zhushui said so well, he also knew that Yunyun should have no life, but he was somewhat puzzled: "I saw that Mr. did not use the previous methods to get rid of evil, but simply worshipped those Little devils, why are their grievances easily resolved?"
Lin was chilling through the water: "Why do you want to resolve it? They didn't plan to make a living."
Shen Yipeng and Zhou Jiayu heard the doubts and did not understand what the little ones meant.
Shen Yiqian hesitated a little: "Since the little ghost doesn't want to kill the clouds, why did he peel off the skin on her stomach?"
Lin closed his eyes and slowly said: "Give her a warning." The devils warned Yun Yun not to think about moving something in her stomach. Yun Yunzhen probably thought it would be wrong. I thought they wanted their own lives.
Shen Yi-peng was justified. He and Zhou Jiayu still had some doubts in their hearts. But when they saw Lin Zhushui’s appearance, they did not intend to say anything more. This event was temporarily put on a pause.
In the next few months, Shen Yipeng and Zhou Jiayu have paid more attention to the news of Yunyun.
After all, it is the shadow, the news of exiting the entertainment circle is also an explosive news.
There was no TV in the place where they lived, so Shen Yi’s message of holding the mobile phone and turning the entertainment circle also greeted Zhou Jiayu.
The clouds were really bad for the children, and the belly gradually bulged. I don't know if it's because of the screen, the color of the news on the news looks pretty good, the face is ruddy, not as fearful as they first saw.
When Zhou Jiayu saw it, he really thought that this matter had passed. Until October, he heard Shen Yipeng say that he was crazy.
In the hospital, the child who gave birth to a child, regardless of the body he had just produced, climbed up from the bed and cried and said that there was a ghost. In the end, the hospital really had no choice but to give him a shot of tranquilizer before she calmed down.
Shen Yipeng said: "Why does she suddenly go crazy? Is it a problem for that child?"
Zhou Jiayu didn't say anything, he thought of the three little devils who were following him.
There are not many people who know how to go crazy. The brothers of Rui Ge and Jin Yunwei have pressed the news, just saying that she has postpartum depression and her mental state is not good.
After the child was born, Rui Ge still checked the DNA with hesitation. Fortunately, the child is indeed his.
At the time of the child's full moon, Rui Ge also sent an invitation to Lin Bian. Zhou Jiayu thought that Lin would not go to the water, but he did not expect Lin to go down the water, but also called him to walk together.
So Zhou Jiayu also saw the child who made the cloud go crazy.
It was a lovely boy who inherited the good looks of Jin Yunxiao. Although he was still young, he could also see that it was a beautiful man. When Zhou Jiayu looked at him, he was still asleep. The long eyelashes were like fans, and the shadows on his cheeks made people look softer.
"How is the cloud?" Lin asked the Rui Ge next to the water.
Rui Ge said with no expression: "In the nursing home."
Lin was faintly said: "Well, I will save my life."
Rui Ge is sneer, he said: "What is the difference between such a vicious person, living and dying?"
He and Yan Yunqi eight years of love long-distance running, I thought that I would soon be able to make a positive result, but found that the original Yunyun has already ran to other tracks. After experiencing the little ghost incident, he went to check the events of the abortion of Jinyun, but he had new discoveries.
It’s not a sudden cardiac arrest. The child he has been reading is a healthy doll. He just met a mother who is so vicious.
"He will be my only son in the future." Rui Ge said, "I don't plan to get married anymore, just want to raise him." When he looked at the children, he didn't mention the coldness when he was in the eyes. And disgusted, full of fatherly love.
"Alright." Lin said.
When it was old, Lin Bianhui planned to leave with Zhou Jiayu.
After the two walked one by one, when they walked to the entrance, they turned their backs to the forest of Zhou Jiayu, but gently asked: "Have you seen it?"
Zhou Jiayu suddenly: "What?"
Lin lifted his finger to the ceiling.
Zhou Jiayu looked up and took a breath after seeing the things on the ceiling. Just on the ceiling above the baby stroller where the child was sleeping in the living room, there were three black lacquered black shadows hanging upside down. Although their faces were somewhat blurred, Zhou Jiayu could vaguely feel joy from their faces.
Zhou Jiayu said: "They are happy...?"
Lin Zhushui: "Yeah."
Zhou Jiayu said: "Do they like this child?"
Lin Zhushui said something quite profound: "At least it is better than the child's mother."
Zhou Jiayu is speechless.
But that was ten months later, when Zhou Jiayu returned to the three-story wooden building.
Shen Yi is on the sofa, Zhou Jiayu went to make a simple dinner.
Zhou Jiayu thought that he would see Shen Erbai when he came back, but found that the whole building was empty. It seems that no one was there for a few days, so he asked a few words.
Shen Yipeng said: "It should also go out to do things." He added, "I am going to go to July, they are all going out, then it is not only I can accompany the gentleman to go to the game with you..." He said There was a smile on his face.
Zhou Jiayu eats this noodle and wonders: "What the game is?" He was a layman and couldn't understand anything.
Shen Yipeng said: "The content of the competition is different every year. Anyway, they are all powerful people. You..." He looked at Zhou Jiayu up and down, and he was disgusted. "It’s estimated that it’s almost a preliminary game. ""
Zhou Jiayu once again felt that there was no equality in living here.
Lin Zhushui apparently also had little confidence in Zhou Jiayu. The next day he came to the wooden building and let Zhou Jiayu go to the study.
Zhou Jiayu also thought that Lin Shushui had to carry out a devil-style assault training for him. As a result, Lin took out a brush with a brush and asked Zhou Jiayu to face the painting.
Zhou Jiayu was shocked and said, "Is there any skill?"
Lin Zhushui said: "What skills?"
Zhou Jiayu said: "For example, like Shen Shen Dan Tian..."
Lin Zhushui said: "Look at the martial arts novels."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He actually felt ashamed.
Lin tapped his finger to the desktop, saying: "The feng shui line, one is to see talent, the second is to eat and experience, see more to do, naturally will also, this is how you practice."
Lin Chuan's case for Zhou Jiayu is quite complicated. It is necessary to draw a picture and it is smooth in appearance. If you don't practice for a few months, I am afraid it will not be possible.
Zhou Jiayu tried to draw once, and the things he painted were terrible.
Zhou Jiayu whispered: "Mr. Lin, then, what is the use of this character?"
Lin was faintly said: "Let you draw your painting, there are so many questions." It seems that he did not intend to answer.
Zhou Jiayu can't, can only start his own character training.
Lin was watching by the water and didn't talk. Zhou Jiayu began to paint very smoothly. After painting a few sheets, he felt a little bit wrong. The pen in his hand became more and more heavy, the speed of the characters. It is getting slower and slower, and in the end it is even a bit untenable.
Just when Zhou Jiayu thought about whether to say this situation, he felt that his waist had a cool scent. The cool air ran down his spine and poured into his limbs. The acidity that appeared on his arm actually faded with the cool air.
Zhou Jiayu immediately remembered the ink-and-wash tattoo that Lin had washed his waist on his waist. Zhou Jiayu said to the sacrifice: "Is this operation in Feng Shui?"
Sacrifice eight: "What operation?"
Zhou Jiayu simply gave his feeling of tattooing to the sacrifice.
After the Eighth Listening, the whole bird was very excited and said: "It’s not a forest! It’s amazing! He teaches you that you have to learn, it’s definitely a good thing!

Zhou Jiayu very much agrees.
The two were talking, and the Lin, who had been sitting quietly next to him, frowned. He said, "Who are you talking to?"
Zhou Jiayu quickly shut up.
Sacrifice eight also nervously used his little claws to hold the small pointed mouth.
Lin was slightly biased by the water, and there was some doubt in his face. It seemed that there was no one in the room, and why he would whisper whispering.
Zhou Jiayu lied: "Sir, I didn't talk."
Lin said, "Oh, I got it wrong."
Zhou Jiayu silently reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Although Zhou Jiayu knew that the existence of the sacrifice eight was contrary to common sense, they did not think that Lin Zhushui could even feel the interaction in their brains. Fortunately, Lin Zhushui seems to only hear a little sound, otherwise Zhou Jiayu is really afraid of being arrested for research.
The character is difficult to draw, and there is a faceless expression on the side, which gives Zhou Jiayu endless pressure.
Fortunately, Lin Zhushui only guarded Zhou Jiayu for one day, but did not come over the next day, but Zhou Jiayu did not dare to neglect. After all, Lin Zhushui said clearly that he would check before leaving.
This is difficult to draw, Zhou Jiayu has to continue with the scalp, he did not forget his identity.
After Shen Yiqian knew that Zhou Jiayu started to draw the characters, he was completely guilty of his own participation in the game. He sighed all day long and said that his wife is better than swearing.
Zhou Jiayu asked him: "Who is a wife who is jealous?"
Shen Yipeng also grievances and said: "Hey, I am a teacher, but after the teacher's ceremony, the gentleman also drank my wine."
Zhou Jiayu was cooking at the time, and heard the saying that he was poor in the living room. He yelled out: "Then my ass. The stock has been seen yet!"
There was no sound outside.
Zhou Jiayu is strange, thinking how to refute the poor, and he waited for him to get out of the kitchen and just face the face of Lin.
Zhou Jiayu is completely stupid.
Lin was not salty and not too light to ask: "Who saw your fart. Stocks?"
Zhou Jiayu: "..."
The author has something to say: In fact, carefully calculated, they have had contact with the carcass, and also touched the fart. The stock, rounded off, is equivalent to talking about three years of love.