Chapter 148 The Wild Goose that Delivers the Letter

She tried hard to recall the scene when Ya Molian saved her, and suddenly found that she couldn't remember anything. Her mind was full of the sketches in front of her.

Lin Caisang: "..."

How long has it been since she last drew? Has she become obsessed with it?

"Never mind, never mind, just give it to him. I've made him more handsome. What else does he want? Make him ugly again? Wouldn't I be repaying kindness with enmity?"

Shaking her head, she felt that she was already very good and knew how to repay with courtesy.

Thinking of this, she rolled up a few paintings, tied them with red thread and stored them first. When she was free one day, she would ask her eldest brother to send them to her most admired brother Molian. '6''9''s''h''u''x''.''c''o''m'

Now the most important moment has come. She continued to hold the pencil in her hand and slowly sketched the outline of a woman, then slowly drew the facial features, and then the expression between her eyebrows.

After a while, she looked at the painting in front of her with disgust, wishing she could burn the painting, pencils, and easel.

"I am such a fat guy, it's really eye-catching!"

She was drawing herself. When she first crossed over, she saw her reflection in the water, covered in mud and in a mess. There was a noisy chatter in her ears, which made her unable to calm down and think about how she crossed over.

"This is definitely, definitely, definitely the most terrifying person I have ever drawn, Lin Caisang, you are so awesome!"

Holding her chubby face with both hands, she looked at the person in the painting with resentful eyes, gnashing her teeth and speaking self-deprecatingly.

She kept drawing, and the pencils of different shades in her hand never stopped. She used one piece of paper after another until the jade mirror reminded her that it was getting dark outside, and she came back to her senses.

"Brother Yujing, thank you for your reminder."

After thanking Yujing, she took the painting that she had intended to give to Ya Molian and returned to her room.

Just then, Lin Lu was in the yard shouting for everyone to come out for dinner.

……

"What is it?"

A roll of paintings was placed in front of Lin Changhong, catching him off guard. Lin Changhong looked at his sister in astonishment, and his hands were already impatient to unpack the paintings.

"Sangsang, you know that my brother can't read." He muttered as he did it.

The only words he knew were learned by asking Brother Changfeng to cram at night these days, and he didn't recognize them all.

"Don't unpack!"

Before he had time to pull the red string, he was shouted at by his sister. Lin Changhong's hands trembled, and he looked up at his sister with resentment.

"Why don't you let me open it? I can't eat it."

"Thanks to Brother Molian for helping me these days, this is my thank you gift to him, you can take it to him." Lin Caisang said.

"For Brother Molian? Sangsang, you and Brother Molian are not thousands of miles apart, do you need me to deliver the letter for you? Do you think I am a wild goose? Although there is a "wild goose" in my name..."

Lin Changhong muttered while walking out of the yard.

Lin Caisang: "…………"

Why did she feel like she was writing a love letter to Ya Molian when she heard Lin Changhong's words, or asking her brother to deliver it...

Can she call Lin Changhong back, the big mouth, and the painting - she won't send it?

The answer is of course no, because in a flash, Lin Changhong had knocked on the door of Ya Molian's house and shouted to go in to deliver his sister's treasure.