Chapter 72 You, You, You

The two girls painted, and Mo Wen accompanied Wang.

Just now, Mo Yi's bright smile... made her feel strange.

Suddenly I remembered what a female teacher in a girls' school said: "Even beautiful women are afraid of being seen in groups..."

What it means is: When girls look pretty when they are alone, each of their flaws will be particularly obvious when they get together.

For example, Zhang Xianlin has an elegant temperament, but a narrow forehead...

Liu Yuan has bright eyes but a short chin.

And Yuan Huixian, she is chubby and cute, but the tail of her eyes is a little droopy...

The one with a flat nose bridge...Wang Xiaoyang.

The upper teeth are slightly protruding...Wang Xiaowei.

...Oh, and there's Liu Qiaoer who just wrote the thin gold style. She's very thin, with a little hunched shoulders. The one next to her has a slightly stubby face...

These girls were in their prime, well-dressed, and elegantly behaved. Taken individually, although they were not stunning beauties, they were all good.

But when you put them together and compare them...they all become ordinary.

When I looked at Mo Yi again: her eyes, nose, mouth, forehead, chin, and neck were all normal in shape, and she still had some baby fat.

But if you analyze it more carefully, you will find that the facial features are extremely standard and are in the right places.

As the saying goes, three sections and five eyes... there is almost no flaw...

Moreover, all members of the Mo family have thick hair that covers their foreheads and sideburns, just like himself!

Finally, she had to admit that this girl was the most beautiful and the most attractive one among all the girls present.

In the past, she was always silent. Even when she was angry, she seemed to have no temper. She was not controlled by emotions. No matter whether others praised or criticized her, she could take it calmly. I thought she was stupid and honest.

But now, it can also be understood as: stability.

Mo Yi had already finished the painting, and Liang You took a book and painted on the fan.

Zhang Xianlin had also finished his painting, which was a painting of "Snow Plum Blossoms", with a few small words next to it: The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

The maid beside her picked it up, blew it dry gently, and then handed it directly to the Marquis's wife.

After taking a closer look, Mrs. Hou nodded and said, "Well, the calligraphy is getting better and better! The painting is also very good." She handed it to a few people nearby, and everyone passed it around to look at it. Even Mrs. Liang had to admit it!

When it was passed to Wang, she said: "This plum blossom is quite beautiful!"

Although there is no snow in the picture, you can feel that the tree trunks, branches, and petals are all covered with snow!

Liang You took Mo Yi's painting and looked at it. A huge stone lion with bared fangs and claws appeared on the paper, with a big grin and stepping on a ball.

In the blank space on the upper right side, a few words were written with tripod patterns: "Beat the stone lion with a stick, and judge by reality, not by illusion."

His eyes were curved with smile, and he also wanted to give it to the Marquis's wife.

As soon as he walked to Mrs. Liang, the old lady took it. If she didn't let go, she would probably pull it apart! Liang You was a little unhappy, but this was his grandmother, what could he do?

When Mrs. Liang saw the painting of a stone lion, she said, "Beat the stone lion with a stick..." What does this mean?

"Grandma, these two lines of poetry are from Huang Tingjian. They mean to be practical and not unrealistic."

Old Mrs. Liang became very angry: Who is she talking about?

Liang You took the painting from the old lady and handed it to Mrs. Hou.

The Marquis's wife took it and looked at it carefully: This girl's painting skills can only be considered to have some basic foundation.

The lines are smooth and powerful, and the strokes are confident.

The stone lion is located in the lower left center of the drawing paper. It is of moderate size and has appropriate white space. A few words are on the upper right of the drawing paper, echoing the lion. Generally speaking: flowers, birds, fish, insects. Landscapes, ladies, etc. are what women like to paint, just like the snow plum painting painted by Xianlin.

And this girl's paintings... unexpectedly have a sense of uniqueness.

Hiss…

Could this be what Liang You likes about her?

The Marquis' Mansion and Liang You should not have a mistress who is too feminine. For the first time, she looked at Mo Yi seriously, and for the first time, she was not so negative about her.

"It's a bit foolish for a young girl to paint these things. I think Xianlin's paintings are better. I heard that Miss Mo's father only had the title of scholar and was just a clerk. Judging from the style of the paintings, they may be the result of his temperament, casual and lustful. Otherwise..." This was Old Lady Liang talking again.

It’s ok to talk about Mo Yi, but not about her father!

She couldn't handle the discrimination from her relatives, but she was unwilling to tolerate the praise and criticism from outsiders.

"Old lady, my father is a law-abiding and upright man. He is flawless and not passive in his work. He is also a good father at home. Old lady, you don't even know my father, and it is unfair and unfair for you to criticize him rashly like this!"

Mo Yi's sudden attack scared not only others but also Wang: Oh, this girl, she is not a piece of wood, she is a stupid bandit!

Old Mrs. Liang was contradicted by the younger generation and her face turned red with anger... "You! Is that how you talk to your elders?!"

Mo Yi bowed lightly: "Old lady, Mo Yi's painting is not good, you can just say it directly..." She turned to look at Liang You, her heart beating again. Alas, she didn't get angry easily, but in front of him and the Marquis's wife...

Liang You lowered his head slightly, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

The marquis’s wife sighed: Alas, this girl!

At this moment, Mo Yuan said with a smile, "Apprentice, I'm sorry, the master won!"

Everyone was shocked again when they heard this. This soft and delicate girl beat Wang Xiaowei?

Wang Xiaowei looked at the chessboard in disbelief, "You...how can you play like that?"

"Excuse me, Miss Wang, have I violated any rules? If not, then how I play is my business. Do I have to follow the chess manual and start my moves? You are too old-fashioned!"

"This is impossible! You are using unorthodox methods!"

"You are such a good talker! What's wrong with that?" Mo Yuan smiled frivolously.

"No! I was careless! Let's play another game!" Wang Xiaowei was anxious and refused to accept it! Mr. Huang, a national player, came to her house and played against him for a long time. How could she lose to this bitch?

"Let's agree to have one round to decide the winner! But...if you're not convinced, I can still accompany you. This time, let's do as you say...seriously!" Mo Yuan was surrounded by a halo at this moment.

Madam Hou glanced at Wang Xiaowei with some dissatisfaction. The maid of the Wang family was not good enough. Liu Yuan... Humph, even for Old Lady Liang, it was not good enough! Seeing that the other girls had stopped, she said to Aunt Zhang: "Bring up the gift I prepared for the girl!"

After a while, the little girl came over with a plate. When she uncovered the cloth, she saw a lot of Dongzhu bracelets inside… The Marquis’s wife picked them up, gave them to the girl, and even said a few words to the girl to see what she had written and drawn.

Wang couldn't help but be amazed at the quality and the heads. She took out more than ten strings at once... Oh, she is the marquis's wife after all, and her generosity is really generous.

Liang You stretched his neck to look, and everyone was the same.

Madam Hou sent Mo Wen as a gift, but Mo Wen declined. Wang also said, "She is already a grown-up girl, Madam, don't worry about her!"

Others who saw this thought that Mrs. Wang was not as eager for quick success as she appeared to be.

But the Marquis’ wife insisted, so Mo Wen accepted it.

It was only this bracelet that was given to Mo Yi, and the Marquis's wife also talked to her for a while.

Liang You thought that the lady would give Mo Yi something different, but it turned out that she didn't. Did she... not like Mo Yi? He was anxious and looked at the lady again and again, but didn't say anything.

The most ridiculous thing was Mo Yuan. When she was asked to get the gifts, she became absent-minded and was only afraid that she would not get any. When the lady of the marquis was giving the gifts to the girls, she made a random move and ran over.

Madam Hou handed her a string directly, and Mo Wen took it with both hands, thanking her continuously, looking at the beads, both of them were bright! The joy from the bottom of her heart made Madam Hou feel like she had done a great thing.

Then, Mo Yuan ran back to play chess and made two random moves.

Wang Xiaowei's eyes were shining with excitement, she had already secured victory!

"Sure enough, this is your level, that's all you can achieve!" She whispered, looking at Mo Yuan with malice. The bitch was wearing the pearl bracelet curiously.

After hearing what she said, Mo Yuan turned around and looked at the chessboard, "Oh! I was careless! I let you get here!"

Then, she took a step seemingly unintentionally, and Wang Xiaowei followed nervously.

Mo Yuan took another step... and Wang Xiaowei followed.

Then, Mo Yuan slapped a chess piece with her hand wearing the beads...

"My dear disciple! You lost again!"

Wang Xiaowei looked at it for a long time and was stunned. It was not entirely because she lost... but because she didn't even realize that she had lost!

Mo Yuan smiled coldly: "How is it? Are you convinced? I have a very good temper! Unlike you, you are arrogant and look down on everyone. If you are not convinced, we can continue! Until you are convinced..."

Wang Xiaowei was furious and overturned the chessboard, "Shut up!"

The lady from the Liang family was startled: "Xiao Wei!"

Wang Xiaoyang hurried over to pull her.

Wang Xiaowei finally reacted, her face turned red, and she was extremely embarrassed: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped!"

Madam Hou said coldly: "It's getting late now, let's go to Xiangzhailou to have dinner!"

Liang You quickly gathered beside Madam Hou, "Madam..."

The marquis's wife gave him a cold look and whispered, "Why are you in such a hurry? Just wait and see!" Then she left.

Liang You felt empty inside, the bad thing was that he hadn't settled down yet.

The good thing is...I haven’t decided on anyone else.

Wang quickly came to Mo Yi's side, "Don't be so confrontational with that old lady! After all, you are the younger generation! In front of the Marquis' wife! How could you do that? She didn't say anything excessive... You, you!"

Mo Yi said coldly: "Mother, my daughter needs to go to the bathroom!"

Turned around and left.

"This damn girl!" Wang could hardly hold back her voice.

Mo Wen hurried forward: "Mother, keep your voice down!"

(End of this chapter)