Chapter 260: Chapter 259: You Say the Paint Is Toxic? I’ll Eat It in Front of You!

“What’s so improper?”

This retort resounded powerfully.

Fan Chunhua gaped, her throat as if clogged with chicken feathers.

She stared at the painting shoved in her face.

The sheep in the painting were helping an old sheep push a cart.

How could one refute this?

Say that respecting the elderly and cherishing the young is wrong?

Then should she, as the “old,” still care about her reputation?

Say that unity and mutual assistance are wrong?

Would that mean opposing collectivism?

Fan Chunhua’s face turned purple with suppressed anger.

She had been domineering in the courtyard for years, never losing a verbal debate.

Today, she was blocked by a newly arrived young girl.

The surrounding neighbors started whispering.

“Yeah, this painting is quite nice.”

“Such a good meaning, look, the wolf was driven away.”

“If my kid could learn this, I’d be willing to let him watch.”

The tide turned.

Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief, pulling Xiao Hu back to her side.

Da Mao, who had just thrown the painting on the ground, had stopped crying. Taking advantage of his grandmother’s daze, he secretly picked up Happy Sheep from the ground and dusted it off.

Fan Chunhua saw this.

Her anger shot to the top of her head.

If she lost this, how could she maintain authority in front of the family members of the instructors?

She had to find fault.

Any fault.

Her eyes darted around, fixating on the stack of colorful papers in Lin Wan Yi’s hand.

Suddenly.

She pointed at the striking, dripping red on the painting.

“Fine! Even if the content of the painting is fine!”

Fan Chunhua clung to this lifeline, her voice suddenly rising several octaves.

“Then what about this color?”

She rushed into the crowd and snatched a painting from a child’s hand.

She pointed out the colors for everyone to see.

“Look at this! So red! Red like blood!”

“The red ink we usually use isn’t this red!”

“And this yellow! So bright it’s piercing!”

Fan Chunhua grew more excited as she spoke, her saliva spraying.

“What’s this? Are these legit paints?”

“Even the watercolor paints from the supply store aren’t this color!”

She suddenly turned, pointing at Lin Wan Yi, her smile malicious.

“Lin Wan Yi, confess honestly!”

“Where did you get this stuff?”

“Is it that kind of…”

She deliberately lowered her voice, creating a fearful atmosphere.

“Chemical agent used by spies?”

As soon as she spoke.

The atmosphere that had just calmed down immediately turned cold.

The word “spy” in this era could scare people to death.

Several timid parents’ hands shook, nearly dropping the paintings.

“Chemical agent?”

Someone exclaimed.

“I wondered why it smelled so good, so good it seems fake, definitely added fragrance!”

“Oh no! Isn’t that toxic?”

“Quick, toss it away!”

Fan Chunhua saw that this trick worked and grew even more smug.

She grabbed the painting her grandson had just picked up and ripped it in half.

“These are industrial dyes! Highly toxic!”

“Touch it, and it’ll peel your skin!”

“Smell it long enough, and you’ll get a terminal illness!”

“It might even make you stupid!”

She pointed at Gu An.

“No wonder the child doesn’t talk much, I reckon he’s been numbed by these toxins!”

Gu An’s little fists clenched instantly.

He wanted to rush up.

Lin Wan Yi pressed his shoulder down.

She handed the stack of paintings to Gu An.

“Hold this.”

Gu An took it and held it in his arms.

Lin Wan Yi said nothing.

She turned and walked into the house.

“See! She’s feeling guilty!”

Fan Chunhua pointed at Lin Wan Yi’s back and screamed.

“I hit the nail on the head! She’s going in to destroy the evidence!”

“Everyone, don’t let her escape! We have to report her!”

“Poisoning! This is poisoning the flowers of our country!”

The crowd became agitated.

Several impatient parents were about to throw the paintings their kids were holding to the ground.

Su Qing was so anxious she stamped her feet.

“Sister Fan, you don’t have any evidence…”

“What evidence? This color is the evidence!”

Fan Chunhua put her hands on her hips, spitting saliva everywhere.

Just then.

Lin Wan Yi came out.

She carried two large bowls in her hands.

One was bright red, like blood.

One was emerald green, like jade.

These were the leftover paints she had mixed earlier.

She stepped, step by step, to the center of the crowd.

She placed the two bowls on the stone table in the middle of the open space.

“This is the poison you’re talking about.”

Lin Wan Yi spoke.

Fan Chunhua jumped back in fright.

“Oh my! She brought out the poison!”

“Everyone, stay back! Don’t let her splash it on you!”

“This red stuff must be mixed with sulfuric acid! It’ll ruin your face if it touches you!”

Parents held their children and retreated, clearing a big circle in an instant.

The two bowls of paint shimmered with a strange yet alluring sheen under the sunlight.

Too vivid indeed.

So vivid it seemed otherworldly.

Lin Wan Yi looked at the crowd hiding far away.

Then glanced at Fan Chunhua, who looked both terrified and gleeful.

She picked up the spoon on the table.

She stirred it in the bowl with the red paint.

The thick liquid clung to the spoon and dripped slowly.

Like oil paint.

More like blood plasma.

“What are you doing?”

Fan Chunhua screamed.

“Trying to destroy evidence? No way! I’m going to call the security department now…”

Before she finished her sentence.

Lin Wan Yi raised the spoon.

A full spoonful of red “oil paint.”

Brought it to her lips.

“Ah!”

Su Qing was so frightened she covered her eyes.

“Wanyi! Don’t do anything rash!”

The surrounding people were stunned.

What was she doing?

Swallowing poison to commit suicide?

Under everyone’s gaze.

Lin Wan Yi opened her mouth.

In one gulp.

She took the spoonful of red substance into her mouth.

Then.

Her throat moved.

She swallowed it down.

Silence.

Dead silence.

Even Fan Chunhua, her mouth agape, forgot to shout.

But that was “industrial dye”!

That was a “chemical agent”!

She ate it just like that?

Lin Wan Yi swallowed and smacked her lips.

She seemed to think it tasted pretty good.

She picked up another spoon.

Dipped it into the green bowl.

Scooped a large spoonful of the green “paint.”

Put it into her mouth again.

Ate it.

She even stuck out her tongue to lick off the green on her lips.

After doing all this,

she tossed the spoon back into the bowl.

It made a clear “clang” sound.

The sound brought everyone’s souls back.

“This…”

Su Qing put down the hand covering her eyes.

Looking at the unscathed Lin Wan Yi.

“This…”

Lin Wan Yi looked at the dumbfounded Fan Chunhua.

“Sister Fan.”

“Want to have a taste?”

“It’s freshly made, still warm.”

Fan Chunhua was so scared that she kept waving her hands, her face trembling.

“You… you’re crazy…”

“Do you have a death wish…”

Lin Wan Yi laughed.

She lifted the red bowl.

Brought it in front of the crowd.

A strong sweet aroma quickly filled the air with her movement.

It was the unique scent of strawberries.

Mixed with the sweetness of glutinous rice.

In this era of scarcity during winter.

In a time when even frozen pears were considered a treat.

This scent.

Was simply a bomb.

“Smells so good!”

Xiao Hu was the first to shout.

He sniffed, almost drooling.

“Mom! It’s the smell of fruity candy!”

Other children also started to stir.

“I smell it too! So sweet!”

“I want to eat it!”

Parents were also stunned.

This was not the smell of chemicals?

This was clearly the purest fruit fragrance!

“This is strawberry.”

Lin Wan Yi pointed to the red bowl.

“This is spinach.”

She pointed to the green bowl.

“Mixed with glutinous rice flour, boiled into a paste.”

She looked at Fan Chunhua, her voice crisp.

“All-natural, harmless.”

“Not only is it non-toxic.”

“It also provides vitamins.”

Boom.

The crowd went wild.

“Oh my gosh! It’s made from strawberries?”

“Using strawberries as paint? That’s extravagant!”

“No wonder the color is so vibrant! It’s genuine!”

“Spinach can make such a beautiful green? I have to try it too!”

Fear vanished instantly.

Replaced by unprecedented enthusiasm.

In this era of not having enough to eat.

Edible paint?

That’s the stuff of immortals!

“Wanyi sis!”

A sister-in-law who had just been hiding far away was the first to rush over.

“Is this really made from strawberries? Can I have a taste?”

“I want to taste it too!”

“Give me a bite too!”

“My kid is drooling!”

The crowd swarmed forward.

Surrounding the stone table tightly.

Lin Wan Yi was very generous.

“There’s still some left in that bowl, everyone can use chopsticks to try some.”

As soon as she finished speaking.

A dozen pairs of chopsticks reached out.

“Ah! It’s so sweet!”

“It really tastes like strawberries!”

“Delicious! Better than the supply store’s fruity candy!”

“Amazing! Truly amazing!”

Praise echoed continuously.

The paint, once seen as a beast, had now become a prized treasure.

The kids holding the paintings hugged them tightly.

Afraid someone might snatch them away.

These were paintings made with strawberries!

Even a lick was sweet!

Xiao Hu even directly licked the Lazy Sheep on the painting.

“Sweet! Mom! This painting is sweet!”

Su Qing watched this scene, feeling both amused and exasperated.

She turned to Lin Wan Yi, her eyes full of admiration.

This skill.

Was incredible.

On the outskirts of the crowd.

Fan Chunhua stood there all alone.

Like a forgotten clown.

She watched Lin Wan Yi, who was now being praised.

Hearing everyone’s praise for that paint.

Her face turned red and white alternately.

What did she just say?

Poisonous?

Rotten skin?

Terminal illness?

Now those people were enjoying it more than anyone!

Some even turned to glance at her.

“Sister Fan, would you like to try some too?”

“This is good stuff, good for the brain!”

“Just right for curing your paranoia!”

Laughter erupted.

Fan Chunhua had never felt so embarrassed in her life.

She stomped her foot hard.

Grabbed her grandson, who was still looking longingly at the strawberry paste and drooling.

“Eat eat eat! All you know is eating!”

“That’s the capitalist’s sugar-coated bullet! Eating it will rot your insides!”

She grumbled and pulled her grandson away, slinking off.

Didn’t even dare to pick up the half-torn painting.

Lin Wan Yi watched her flee in disgrace.

Didn’t say a word.

Just pulled Gu An over to her side.

Wiped off the dust from his hands that he got earlier.

“Alright.”

She clapped her hands at the neighbors still scrambling for the paint.

“Since everyone likes it.”

“Today I’ll teach everyone how to make this paint.”

“As long as you have spinach, carrots at home, you can make it.”

“Really?!”

“Wanyi sis, you’re too generous!”

“A living Buddha!”

“Come, come, come! Let’s go to my house for vegetables!”

“To my house! I have carrots at home!”

The entire courtyard.

Boiled over with excitement.

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