"Okay." She handed the seal to Lou Yunchun, but he first brushed off the stone powder on her hands.
Two people write a poem, stamp a seal, and become one.
After the ink dried, Xu Jiang decided to mount it, as a way of returning the favor. So he and Lou Yunchun worked together to make the starch and mount the painting, working until midnight before the painting was finally completed.
The two of them unfolded the scroll and admired it, both very satisfied.
"This way, Ilale will be able to see Ulolan all the time."
Lou Yunchun was silent for a moment, his eyes revealing a hint of mockery, "But in the end, it's just wishful thinking."
Xu Jiang closed the painting, turned his face, and asked, "Do I look like Mei Zi to you?"
Lou Yunchun looked at her with wide eyes.
Xu Jiang sighed, "Whether it's a plum or a pear, I told you to pick them and hold them in your hands. Why are you still staring at the tree like an idiot?"
Lou Yunchun's eyes suddenly lit up.
Xu Jiang muttered, "You might as well die of thirst." But she still climbed up on tiptoe.
Tsk, sour.
Before leaving, Lou Yunchun helped her pack up her painting supplies, while Xu Jiang went to the yard to wash his brush. He didn't know where to put the paint after he put it away, so he asked.
Xu Jiang replied from a distance, "It's in the wooden box under the counter."
The wooden box under the counter? Lou Yunchun stared at the two wooden boxes, not knowing which one she was talking about, so he opened them one by one.
When I opened the first one, I saw that it was full of scrolls. I wanted to close it, but for some reason I picked up a scroll and unfolded it.
After Xu Jiang finished washing her brush, she saw him still squatting under the counter and asked, "Didn't you see it? It's the copper lock with the cloud pattern."
Lou Yunchun didn't say a word or move.
She put down her pen and went over to take a look. She almost couldn't stop. The box containing Hu Xu's paintings was actually opened by him!
God, how could she have forgotten this!
She called out tremblingly, "Zhaoyue?" Seeing that he ignored her, she cautiously walked over and patted his shoulder, intending to explain. However, he pulled her down and wrapped her in his arms, unable to move.
"This painting is..."
He leaned over and swallowed her explanation.
Xu Jiang felt as if she was drowning in jealousy and was about to be doomed.
Lin Hongchu came to work and met a vendor selling breakfast. She asked casually and found out that Xu Jiang had not had time to buy anything yet, so she bought a Hu pancake and a bowl of oil tea for her.
"Boss, I bought you breakfast, come and eat it while it's hot."
Xu Jiang was busy binding the books, so he told her to put them aside.
She placed her breakfast on another table and walked over to take up the work in her hands.
She took the book from Xu Jiang's hand and said, "Let me do it, you go eat..." Then she asked in surprise, "Boss, what did you eat? Why is your mouth so swollen?"
Xu Jiang covered her face and groaned. She didn't have to see anyone anymore.
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