Wen Yu finished watching the love drama and walked back.

Just then she met Xiaoji who was jogging to look for her.

The fat girl looked mysterious: "That person" is here.

Wen Yu was very happy when she heard it.

Of course, before this, she had already found out the location of the Qi family and headed straight there.

Sure enough, I saw the Qi family sitting there, including the little girl Yuanyuan, but I didn’t see Mrs. Qi and “that person”.

Looking carefully...

"Sister Yu!"

She turned her head and saw, "Ah! Little sister!"

It turned out to be Zhang Jinqing, and Zhang Weiqing was standing next to her. The two were smiling at Wen Yu! "Where's Madam Zhang?"

"Talking over there! Sister Yu, come and help me draw!" Zhang Jinqing urged her softly.

Beside the pond, there is a table with paper, ink and paint for interested pilgrims to write.

"Okay! I'll draw my little sister!"

Since she was already here, Wen Yu was not in a hurry. She rolled up her sleeves and stood by the table.

Zhang Jinqing stood by the pond, pretending to look at the fish, trying to look beautiful, but his movements were actually stiff...

Zhang Weiqing was giggling beside him...

Miss Yuanyuan had sharp eyes and she spotted Wen Yu soon after, and ran over without saying a word.

The maids and nannies were startled and followed behind.

“Sister! Sister!”

Wen Yu didn't stop writing and turned to look at Yuanyuan, "Oh, it's little friend Yuanyuan, where is the little rabbit!"

"It's Tuantuan, it has a name!" The little girl felt unfair for Tuantuan.

"Okay, where's Xiaotuantuan!" Wen Yu asked while drawing without even looking at her.

"My aunt didn't let me bring it here! I was so anxious! Tuantuan is so cute, and he really loves to eat. He keeps eating, just like that..."

She pouted and studied.

Wen Yu glanced at her and laughed so hard that her body shook.

Zhang Jinqing was unhappy, "Yuanyuan, stop making trouble... Sister Yu is drawing me!"

"Who are you? How do you know my name is Yuanyuan?"

"I guessed it!" Zhang Jinqing teased her.

"Let me see what I'm drawing of you...Huh?!" Yuanyuan looked at it seriously.

"Ah! Sister, can you draw a circle for me later?"

"Okay! After I finish drawing my little sister, I'll draw you!"

Yuanyuan was waiting anxiously. As soon as Wen Yu finished painting, she immediately ran to where Zhang Jinqing was standing and posed...

“Draw me, draw me!”

…

Mrs. Qi was so angry at Du Liu that she was dizzy and walked forward with one foot high and one foot low.

But I never expected that I trusted her so much and gave my most precious son to her as her son-in-law.

But it was another mistake! When she thought about her childhood, her parents loved her, her brothers lived in harmony, and her parents only had her as their daughter, and they treated her like a treasure.

Have you ever had any worries?

Why is it so difficult to get married?

Thinking about what happened recently, her heart was filled with resentment.

When I arrived at the teahouse set up by the Qi family, I found that Yuanyuan, the nanny, and several maids were not there. I was shocked and asked quickly.

A cousin said, "Isn't that right? She's feeding the fish by the pond!"

Worried that Yuanyuan might fall into the pool, she quickened her pace.

But I found that Yuanyuan was standing by the pool, posing, with her little neck stretched out, standing there motionless, and no one knew what she was doing.

"What is Yuanyuan doing?" she asked Chunxiang, the maid standing there.

"Madam, Miss Wen, you want to draw our Miss Yuanyuan!"

"Miss Wen?!"

Wen Yu smiled and stood in front of the table, washing her brush. A girl next to her picked up the painting on the table, held it by two corners, and handed it to a little girl, saying softly, "Hold it by the sides, don't move yet. Wait until it's dry before you look at it."

He turned around again, picked up a piece of paper, spread it on the table, and pressed it with a paperweight. The action was simple but effective, and it was neat!

"Yuanyuan, just be natural and don't be so nervous!" Wen Yu was teasing Yuanyuan.

Mrs. Qi looked at Yuanyuan's strange appearance and actually laughed out loud. All the depression and frustration she had just felt disappeared.

Wen Yu heard the laughter and turned around: "Mrs. Qi!" She quickly saluted.

The girl next to her also bowed and called out, "Madam, you are polite."

Madam Qi said, "You guys are busy, I'll just watch from the side."

Wen Yu smiled without being pretentious. She saw that in the basket carried by the little monk next to her, there were steamed buns used to feed the women with fish.

"Master, please give this little girl some steamed buns."

The little monk responded obediently and handed half a steamed bun to Yuanyuan.

"Yuanyuan, just stand there and feed the fish with the steamed buns. Don't worry about your sister drawing you."

Yuanyuan was very happy. She took the steamed bun, broke off a small piece and threw it into the pool.

Wen Yu said no more, just squinted for a while and started writing.

Mrs. Qi saw Wen Yu today, combing her hair in a bun like most girls like to do. But her hair was thick and long, so it looked particularly beautiful when combed. She only used a few small Dongzhu hairpins to pin it up, and two small silver chains hung Dongzhu earrings, which swayed gently beside her cheeks.

The beads are not great, but they suit her well.

Two beautiful long eyebrows and a pair of calm big eyes. When he lowered his eyes, his dense eyelashes concealed his expression.

She was wearing a cross-collared, waist-hugging dress with a dark green plum blossom pattern. The style was very simple, but the material was good, with a soft luster.

The whole person is like a daffodil on a desk in winter, quiet and sweet...

She wanted to paint, so she showed a small section of her fair wrist, wearing a jade bracelet.

That pen-holding look...

She was drawing a circle, but she never thought that she was a painting! Mrs. Qi's hands moved involuntarily.

The girl who was helping her was helping her choose colors and put away her pens. It seemed that she did this a lot on a daily basis.

Someone beside Madam Qi whispered in her ear, "This girl is the daughter of Magistrate Zhang's cousin... Zhang Weiqing. You met her once a few days ago."

"Oh?! Really? But why don't I remember it?" Mrs. Qi wondered.

"There were more than a dozen girls at the time, you might not have noticed... this girl is very graceful. The Zhang family has a very good tradition. If she hadn't offended someone in her early years, she would have been promoted long ago."

Mrs. Qi looked more carefully: Zhang Weiqing had a pretty face, a slim figure, and a spirit in her eyes.

He was calm and decisive. He guessed what Wen Yu would need and prepared it properly without disturbing her.

She is gentle and assertive, yet doesn't steal the spotlight.

Well, that's really good.

If you want to talk about this person, you have to get to know her. Looking at Qin Lianyue alone, I feel that the legendary Xi Shi is no more than this. But, what is she?

Wen Yu had already mixed the colors in several small plates.

I started to paint, using a thick brush dipped in a very light color, and with a few strokes, I roughly outlined the pond and the circle.

Then start adding.

Each stroke was light and fast, with great confidence, and there was no sense of hesitation or slowness on her part.

Sometimes I use an ink pen, sometimes I use a colored pen.

After painting for a while, he turned around and saw Silly Yuanyuan giggling, looking very happy.

Then she changed the colors and the brushes.

The painting is very disorganized, not detailed, and even a bit messy.

"Oh, there is such a way to draw?" Some girls came over.

"Yeah, so fast?!"

Mrs. Qi herself is a very good painter and has a very high appreciation of paintings.

Because, although she was born into a family of military officers, her mother was from the Wei family in Lingnan, a master of calligraphy and painting for hundreds of years.

My father saved my mother for some reason in his early years. He fell in love with her at first sight and begged her to marry him... Otherwise, it would be impossible for the two families to marry! My mother is a good painter and likes masterpieces.

My father loves his wife and has collected a lot of things.

When I was a child, my mother taught me step by step... Unfortunately, her talent was limited. And my brother also liked martial arts like my father...

So, there is no inheritance... Alas.

However, although Mrs. Qi's painting skills are average, she has developed a good eye after more than ten years of training.

As soon as she saw Miss Wen, she knew that without the guidance of a famous teacher, her painting skills were not up to par.

At first I felt confused and had no idea what she was doing.

But I saw the outline of the pond, the hair, and then Yuanyuan's apple-like face...

The whole picture began to become clear.

This way of drawing is too casual and cannot be taught.

If my mother saw this, I wonder if she would appreciate it or belittle it...

Mrs. Qi felt sad... It's a pity that her mother has passed away...

During this brief moment of her sadness, the painting of a little girl standing by a pond feeding fish was basically completed.

I saw a little girl in pink, with an innocent and sweet smile, throwing a steamed bun with one hand. A fat koi with a white background and red flowers jumped out of the water with its tail swung vigorously, and opened its mouth to grab the bun.

The little girl raised her hand, wearing a carved gold bracelet.

The whole picture is lively and vivid.

People and fish seem to be in contact.

Madam Qi couldn't help but ask softly, "Young lady, this painting is not an ordinary painting method. Who is your teacher?"

Wen Yu smiled and said, "To answer Madam's question, when I was a child, my family hired several masters to teach me how to paint. There were masters from all over the country, and Wen Yu learned all of them, but she still didn't learn them well. She just put together a bunch of random things and painted for fun. It's not worthy of being presented in a formal hall."

"Well, you are able to take the characteristics of each school and use them for your own benefit. You are so young, it's amazing!"

"Madam, you are too kind. This is just my little girl's private entertainment."

"Painting and calligraphy are about expressing emotions, and there is no need to be bound by elegance or vulgarity. When I was a girl, I also practiced painting for more than ten years, but I was limited by my talent...haha."

"Madam, you are too modest. I wonder if you can give me some advice?"

Madam Qi was in a good mood and didn't say anything polite. "I haven't written for many years. I'll give it a try."

The people around her quickly helped her tidy up her clothes.

She picked up the pen and felt relieved: If nothing unexpected happens, it will be them! (End of this chapter)