What Shufan said is not wrong. A person's behavior and habits are definitely integrated into the details of daily life. If you can't be polite to your family, then aren't you just pretending to be polite to outsiders?
"Auntie, don't worry about your brother, come and draw with Pan'er!" Pan'er reached out and took Jiang Qinyu's hand.
Jiang Qinyu looked at Pan'er's drawing paper and was immediately drawn to it. She asked in surprise, "Did you draw this?"
On the paper laid out on the table was a picture of a market scene. What shocked Jiang Qinyu was not the content of the picture, but the way it was drawn.
This painting has both the concise imagery of a line drawing and the artistic conception of an ink painting. Although it sounds a bit incongruous, the painting presented to Jiang Qinyu was pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at it.
"Yes, Master Qin said I can draw whatever I want, however I want..." Pan'er chattered on about her creative insights, unaware that she had already astonished her aunt.
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At the foot of Yunshan Mountain, Jiang Chengyou looked at the village with a cold smile, waved his hand, and shouted, "Kill them!"
However, before his men could make a move, a commotion suddenly arose from all directions.
"Kill them! Drive these Western Qiang people out!"
"If I don't go crazy tonight, you won't know how powerful your grandpa is..."
"Charge!"
Kang Seung-woo: "..."
What surprised and bewildered him even more was that when he turned around, intending to order the killings again, he saw a man leading a group of villagers at the front of the procession.
"What are you doing here?" Jiang Chengyou suddenly shouted as if he had seen a ghost.
Lu Yanzheng chuckled and said, "This is my home, why can't I be here?"
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