Originally they were two separate photos, but after Meimei painted on them, they became a huge oil painting.
Two people standing together seem as if they were meant to be together from the beginning.
Shen Xingzhou when he was young, Zhang Xiulan when she was young.
Shen Xingzhou's face was full of vigor and vitality, while Zhang Xiulan's face was shy but full of hope and sunshine.
Chen Hui walked forward and pointed at the painting with some trembling voice, "This..."
"Grandpa, I drew this. I drew it based on the photo of you and grandma when you were young. But this was my mother's instruction." The little girl betrayed her mother without any hesitation.
Li Jinfeng laughed dryly and looked at Zhang Xiulan, "Mom, come and take a look!"
Zhang Xiulan stood far away and didn't dare to get close.
Chen Hui looked at the oil painting, tears in his eyes but a satisfied smile on his face.
He stretched out his trembling hand and gently touched the canvas.
It took a full three minutes from himself to Zhang Xiu Lan.
During these three minutes, no one made a sound to disturb him.
Even Yuanyuan and Mark fell silent.
After a long moment, Shen Hui choked up and said, "The painting is very good! It's... what it looked like back then."
“Xiu Lan, come and take a look too.” Shen Xingzhou called Zhang Xiu Lan’s name.
Lu Mingfang went straight up to "arrest" the person, smiling as she said, "Xiu Lan, I didn't expect you were such a beauty when you were young. But looking at Jin Feng, it's obvious. Your Zhang family has good genes, just like our Lu family, both handsome men and beautiful women!"
After saying that, he glanced at Shen Xingzhou intentionally or unintentionally, “The Shen family is the same!”
Zhang Xiu Lan is standing in front of the oil painting now.
His eyes fell on the entire oil painting, first on himself, then on Shen Xingzhou.
It was the first time she saw him in uniform. In the photo, the badge hanging on his chest was the one he had given her.
At that moment, a myriad of emotions flowed in Zhang Xiulan's lowered eyes.
Seeing Zhang Xiu Lan and Shen Hui standing side by side, Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo looked at each other, and the thoughts revealed in each other's eyes were exactly the same.
Lu Jianguo: "Meimei, have you decided what to do with this painting?"
Although this sentence sounds very ordinary, it can play a completely different role.
Meimei couldn't think of anything, so she looked at Li Jinfeng, "Mom, what do you think?"
Li Jinfeng: "Of course it should be returned to its original owner!"
Meimei smiled and said, "I see. Give it to grandpa and grandma."
Zhang Xiulan: "I..."
Shen Hui: "Thank you, Meimei!"
"Grandpa, you're welcome. I'm happy to paint for you. And I've recently been planning to paint a picture for Mom and Dad while they're still young, but I won't be painting in oils anymore."
Meimei has profound attainments in painting.
Before, Guo Song and Lu Yanzhi helped her hire several master teachers to teach her, and later Shen Hui introduced her to an oil painting teacher.
Several masters were very satisfied with her and even intended to let her specialize in this area. As a result, Meimei learned French. According to her own plan, she would most likely go to France after graduating from university.
However, it is still early and the details are still under discussion.
"The young ones are there, but are there no more for us old guys?" Mr. Lu asked with a smile.
Mr. Shen also looked at Meimei with hope.
"Not really. If Great-Grandpa and Great-Grandpa like it, I can draw it for you two separately." Meimei said with a smile.
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