Chapter 189 People in the Painting

From that day on, Wang Xiuren became more and more clingy.

Whenever he had some rest time, he would stay by Lin Qiu's side. Sometimes when Ah Xing or Adage asked him to drink, he would say he had something to do.

Ask what's important?

Wang Xiuren answered confidently: Take a walk with my wife!

The two brothers were so angry that they felt jealous. They are already an old couple, is it really that serious?

Of course!

Ever since Lin Qiu started learning how to put on makeup and dress up, she has attracted a lot of attention every time she walks on the street. He had to hold her hand tightly to avoid being offended by those short-sighted playboys.

To be honest, Lin Qiu never thought that Wang Xiuren would be so clingy. What was even more incredible was that he supported Lin Qiu in putting on makeup and dressing up.

For example, the day after Lin Qiu had her first makeup done, Wang Xiuren asked Ayun which shop was good at doing hair, and on the third day he took time out to take Lin Qiu to that shop to get her hair done.

Not only that, Lin Qiu's hair was done for four hours, and Wang Xiuren waited by the side for four hours.

Afraid that his wife would be bored while waiting, he went out to buy her some entertainment magazines to help her pass the time. Worried that she would be thirsty, he brought back a glass of freshly squeezed coconut milk.

This behavior of a good Chinese man was praised by the barbers and customers in the barber shop, but it also caused several men to suffer afterwards.

Lin Qiu initially thought that Wang Xiuren was just looking for something new. After all, as a man, who doesn’t like lust? How could he not be interested in the way I dress up? It will be fine after a while.

But who would have thought that half a month had passed and he was still happily taking time out to drag her around everywhere, and it looked like he wouldn't stop being so interested for a while.

According to the plan, Lin Qiu should have taken Wang Shan to Huizhou for sketching during this period, but it happened that a great artist in the art world came to Pengcheng to hold an exhibition. This great artist was an old friend of Teacher Guo, so Teacher Guo asked Wang Shan to postpone her trip for half a month and follow him to broaden her horizons and get some guidance from the industry leaders.

Wang Shan must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

So, Wang Xiuren took the opportunity to show his courtesy to Lin Qiu.

Of course, Lin Qiu also fully enjoyed this gentleness and kindness.

The relationship between the two of them gradually warmed up, as if they had returned to the honeymoon period when they were newly married, inseparable and inseparable.

After the exhibition ended, Lin Qiu took Wang Shan to Yishan in Huizhou.

There are direct flights from Pengcheng to Yishan. The flight from Bao'an Airport to Tunxi Airport takes about two and a half hours. After getting off the plane, you have to take more than an hour's drive to reach the first destination, Hongcun.

The round-trip flight time for mother and daughter plus the student's time is estimated to be ten days.

Wang Xiuren was very uneasy. If the construction site at hand wasn't in need of staff, he would have gone there no matter what.

Thinking of his beautiful wife and daughter, he felt uneasy knowing that they were traveling alone.

After the plane took off, he stood outside the airport, looking up at the sky, as if he had lost his soul. He did not leave the airport until his neck became so sore that he could not bear it anymore.

On the other side, the mother and daughter on the plane were excitedly whispering about their plans for the trip.

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Tang Xianzu once wrote: "The most obsessed place in my life is Huizhou, where I have never dreamed of going."

Huizhou is a poetic place with the artistic conception of black and white ink and the charm of clouds and mist.

After getting off the plane, the mother and daughter didn't wait for a taxi, but waited for a rain.

The mother and daughter stood at the airport gate, looking at the misty rain of the south of the Yangtze River outside, which was completely different from that of Shenzhen, as if they were sucked into an ink painting.

When the taxi arrived, Lin Qiu finally came to his senses and pulled his daughter, who was immersed in the beautiful scenery, into the car.

“No wonder some people say Huizhou is the real Jiangnan!” Wang Shan sighed, “Mom, if I hadn’t come here, I’m afraid I would never have experienced the four words Jiangnan misty rain!”

"It's the first time I've discovered that a rainy day is so beautiful!" Lin Qiu tilted his head and looked at the dreamlike scenery outside the car window, "I wish the rainy day in Pengcheng could be this beautiful."

"In that case, I won't complain even if the clothes can't be dried." Wang Shan murmured while sticking to the car window.

The mother and daughter looked at the ink painting-like scenery outside the window and gradually calmed down.

Before we knew it, the rain outside had stopped and the taxi stopped in front of an inn run by a local that Teacher Guo recommended.

After getting off the car, we walked into this quaint house and completed the check-in procedures smoothly.

Then Wang Shan couldn't wait to take Lin Qiu's hand and go out to this picturesque village.

The breeze was blowing, and the moist water vapor was seeping into people's clothes. The bluestone and black tiles become cleaner and brighter under the delicate caress of the rain.

Wang Shan held Zhou Qing's arm and walked in the winding alley, wandering aimlessly.

There is no need to look for it deliberately, every frame that catches your eye is a beautiful landscape painting.

From time to time, a drop of rain drips from the eaves, hits the bluestone slabs, creates a small splash of water, and then returns to the ancient village.

"No wonder so many people come here to sketch! This is simply a holy place for sketching. I think I will never get tired of staying here for the rest of my life." Wang Shan looked at the reflection on the lake with longing.

Lin Qiu was staring at the misty green mountains not far away. Hearing this, he chuckled and said, "How old are you? How dare you brag about your whole life now?"

"Mom!" Wang Shan leaned her head on Lin Qiu's shoulder and said in a long voice, "I am exaggerating!"

"Okay, okay, I got it!" Lin Qiu patted his daughter's hand. "Let's take a tour around here tomorrow and hire a tour guide to introduce this place. Then you can find a good place to paint!"

"Can't I paint first?" Wang Shan was itching to pick up the paintbrush.

"It's not that I can't paint, but Teacher Guo said that I have to understand the natural landscape, cultural feelings, and historical heritage here before I can better paint the beauty of this place!" Lin Qiu specifically consulted Teacher Guo before leaving.

"Okay then!" When Wang Shan heard that it was Teacher Guo's suggestion, she stopped hesitating and agreed immediately.

Teacher Guo never speaks without purpose, so you won’t go wrong by listening to him.

But Wang Shan was a diligent child. Seeing that it was still early, she immediately urged Lin Qiu to go back. She wanted to paint the beautiful scenery she saw.

Lin Qiu resigned himself to his fate and took her back to the inn.

Back in the room, Wang Shan spread the drawing paper on the table, poured out ink, and started painting.

Once she started writing, she was immersed in her own thoughts and was hardly influenced by the outside world.

Lin Qiu had already gotten used to it, so he poured a glass of water and put it aside to cool, then ignored her.

I just opened the window, leaned against it, holding a cup of hot tea in my hand, looked into the distance, looked at the well-organized Hui-style buildings, and felt the ink-like scenery of mountains and rivers.

No wonder a female teacher in the previous life once wrote: The world is so big, I want to go and see it.

Before he had fully seen the ink painting scroll of Huizhou, Lin Qiu had a desire in his heart:

In addition to the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, she also wanted to see the sandstorms in the north of the Great Wall, the snow in the north of the Great Wall, and the forests in the south of Yunnan...

After Wang Shan finished painting, she looked up at Lin Qiu standing by the window, and inspiration came to her. .

Ink and wash Huizhou, the scenery is in the eyes and the people are in the painting.