The moon rises above the willows.
After eating the dumplings and washing up, everyone went to rest.
Xiaosi and Xiaowu squeezed in with their brother temporarily to make room for the grandparents and grandchildren to sleep, while the others went to rest with Village Chief Lin.
Liu Yuhan entered the space and wrote the final poem on the "White Tiger Picture" he had painted.
She was previously struggling to choose between the tiger and the unicorn.
Then a saying popped into my mind: "Paint a tiger on the door, and ghosts won't dare to enter." So I decided to paint a white tiger.
Among the four sacred beasts in China, the tiger is the king of all beasts. Its ferocity and the legendary ability to subdue evil spirits have made it a yang divine beast. It often accompanies the dragon, and as the saying goes, "clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger," they have become the perfect pair to subdue evil spirits.
The White Tiger is also the god of war and destruction. It possesses numerous powers, including warding off evil, averting disasters, praying for good harvests, punishing evil and promoting good, bringing wealth and prosperity, and securing happy marriages. Ancient people held the tiger in awe.
Liu Yuhan's painting "White Tiger" depicts a white-browed tiger with hanging eyes standing on a thorny slope. The tiger's hair is fluffy and messy, and its expression is arrogant, as if it is looking down on the world.
Liu Yuhan painted the white tiger to make it look more majestic.
She wrote the refrain in the lower right corner:
The fangs and claws are as sharp as blades, and a roar creates a cold wind that blows through the valleys.
The sheep and dog are tied up when they are attacked with bare hands, and the tiger is as powerful as his subordinate.
Liu Yuhan felt that this poem was quite suitable for Huo Dong.
She admired this painting which she had spent more than a month on, and felt more and more that it was slightly better than the one of "Flowers Blooming and Wealth Comes". It seemed that she still needed to practice more often.
Everything was normal in the space, and Liu Yuhan left the space and went to sleep.
The next day, after breakfast, the adults drank tea in the main hall while the children gathered in the courtyard to play and chat. The workshop had been closed for the past two days, so it was very quiet.
Liu Yuhan folded the painting and walked out of the room, heading towards Huo Dong and Liu Yang.
The master and disciple were whispering to each other, and no one knew what they were talking about. They must be talking about joining the army.
"Xiao Han, I have already told my master, and he said I can go with him." Liu Yang said happily to Liu Yuhan.
"That's good, Brother Huo Dong. From now on, I'll be relying on you to take care of my eldest brother. But it's too early to talk about this. My eldest brother hasn't told his family yet."
"This is the painting I promised you. Do you like it?"
"Xiaohan, can you also paint?"
"Uh, brother, I know a little bit."
Huo Dong wiped the slate clean, wiped his hands on his lapel, took the painting, placed it on the slate, and opened it carefully.
"hiss…"
"Oh my god, sister, this is a real white tiger, look, the white tiger's eyes are still looking at me!"
"Xiaohan, it turns out you're so good at painting!"
"Haha, big brother, I've also been learning over the past two years..."
"What white tiger?" Xiaowu ran over upon hearing that, and a group of younger ones followed.
"hiss…"
"Sister, wow, sister, this white tiger is so majestic! I want one too, I want one too. Can you draw one for me too?"
"Okay. I'll draw you a cute tiger when I have time."
"Big sister, you are so amazing. I like Jueying and Baiyun. Can you draw them?"
"Uh, let's try it when I have time?"
"That's great, that's great."
"The saw teeth and claws are as sharp as a blade, and the cold wind blows through the valleys with a roar. The sheep and dogs are tied up with bare hands, and the tiger is fighting to be the best. "
"Sister, this poem is so profound." Liu Lu exclaimed.
"Hmm, this poem describes a fearless and heroic figure, armed with a sharp weapon, possessing extraordinary power. When he lets out a sharp cry, the air becomes cold, wind and rain rage, and the valleys reverberate. He can fight and defeat sheep and dogs with his bare hands, just as bravely as a tiger fighting for power with a minister."
"Overall, the poem emphasizes the character's resilience and heroism."
"That sounds so amazing. Sister Han, you are so amazing. Is there anything you can't do?" Huo Bei exclaimed from the side.
"Sister Han, there are still many things you don't understand." Liu Yuhan said as she smiled and touched his head.
Huo Dong saw the woman beside him smiling sweetly and looking at her brothers and sisters with gentle eyes. The shock he felt when he saw the painting slowly faded away.
He already knew she was an extraordinary woman, didn't he? This painting and this poem are far more breathtaking than even the blossoming of flowers. And what's more, does her explanation hold any hidden meaning? Is it a hint that he, too, could be a heroic figure?
Huo Dong felt a little secretly happy.
"Brother Huo Dong, Brother Huo Dong, what are you daydreaming about?"
"How is it? Are you satisfied with this painting?"
"More than satisfied." Huo Dong came back to his senses, his face slightly red.
"Then you have to do me a small favor, okay?"
"Young lady, please speak."
"Didn't you say autumn is the best time to plant fruit? Our hillside has been cleared. Brother Huo Dong, do you have any connections? Can you help us get some fruit tree seedlings? We want to buy some."
"I have fruit tree seedlings on my farm. No need to buy them. I'll send someone to sort them out and bring them over as soon as possible."
"Thank you so much, Brother Huo Dong."
"I should be thanking you. I'm very satisfied with this painting. I will treasure it and frame it in my room."
The adults sitting in the main room heard a group of children in the yard coming out in a noise.
When General Huo saw the painting, his eyes lit up.
It seems that my grandson still needs to work hard. This girl is so outstanding!
After everyone had feasted their eyes on the painting, Huo Dong carefully put it away.
He took a letter from his bag.
"Aunt, this is the letter Haiyu Island sent back yesterday."
Liu suppressed her excitement, took the thick letter and opened it.
It was a letter from Liu Zhiyuan, greeting the Liu family and assuring her that they were doing well and in good health, and that she needn't worry. She also didn't need to constantly ask for food and other supplies, as they already had more than enough and were running out of space. Also enclosed was a recent policy paper written by the three of them, addressed to Xiaohan and the children.
Liu gave the policy paper to Liu Yuhan, who took his brothers to look at it and consulted Huo Dong about anything he was unclear about.
Huo Dong spoke eloquently and had unique insights.
It turns out that this young man is not only good at martial arts, but some of his ideas are combined with the current actual situation, and what he says is both reasonable and easy to understand.
They all benefited a lot from listening to it.
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