"Did I say something wrong? Do you like her? Otherwise, why would you paint her?"
Suddenly, Tang Wei stopped chasing and said, "Forget it, I'll let you off today, but next time don't speak nonsense."
As he paused, Tang Wei felt utterly exhausted, and his brother Tang Xiao Yi's words echoed in his mind. Indeed, why would he paint her portrait for no reason? Could it still be because she saved his life when he was a child?
He rested for a while, then got up to wash his hands, put away the bow, and picked up a hoe, getting busy in the field.
A few days ago, Tang Wanwan planted a lot of vegetables and saplings. Some have sprouted, while others have died. He must protect the sprouted seedlings and not neglect watering and fertilizing. The seeds and saplings that didn't make it need to be replanted.
