"Song, did you start creating after lunch? Isn't that a bit too fast?"
Jones stared wide-eyed at the magnificent painting before him, as if he were in a dream world.
At this moment, Song Ziqing was also staring intently at the work in front of him, his face filled with disbelief.
She murmured to herself, "I... I don't know why, but as soon as I stepped into the studio today, inspiration flowed like a spring. Before I even started creating, the content of the painting seemed to be deeply imprinted in my mind, clearly visible."
The moment I picked up my brush, it was as if divine intervention; lines and colors flowed naturally across the canvas. It was truly an amazing feeling!
Song Ziqing was immersed in the joy of creation. She gently stroked the painting, feeling the texture of each brushstroke.
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she looked up at Jones, her eyes sparkling.
“Jones, you know what? I feel like this painting has a life of its own. It’s not just a work of art I created, it’s more like an independent entity.”
Jones walked up to the painting and examined it carefully.
Indeed, this painting possesses a unique charm that seems to captivate the soul.
“Perhaps this is true art,” Jones exclaimed. “It can touch people’s hearts and evoke resonance. Ziqing, you are truly a genius!”
"I'm not a genius! I just have enlightened parents who hired famous teachers to cultivate my artistic talent from a young age, which is why I can now learn oil painting by analogy."
Song Ziqing smiled, her heart filled with gratitude. She knew that this breakthrough in her work was not only a display of talent, but also the result of her relentless pursuit of art.
She is not actually twenty years old anymore; rather, she has accumulated thirty or forty years of experience and wisdom across two lifetimes.
To produce a work like this at this age isn't actually that impressive; it's still a far cry from being a true genius.
However, she had her own principles; she was not jealous of those talented painters.
After all, someone like her who gets to live a second life is truly blessed by God, and she is content!
Moreover, she was fortunate enough to have two cheat codes.
The ring space is not only a treasure for storage, but also a place to grow all kinds of food and medicinal herbs. Now that the ring space is bigger, in addition to the food for the whole family, it is filled with all kinds of herbs, especially those northern herbs that are not suitable for the southern soil.
The couple purchased a large quantity of herb seeds directly from various pharmacies and agricultural product distribution centers in Beijing and Xi'an. They even found plenty of ginseng seeds and Ganoderma lucidum spores in major pharmacies in Beijing.
The time in the medicinal field within the ring space is quite different from that in the real world, by a ratio of one to ten. The ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms that have been planted for two years are now about twenty years old.
Recently, while she was in postpartum confinement, the ginseng chicken soup she drank was made from fresh ginseng that she dug directly from her ring space.
When it was unearthed, Lin Chengyu personally cooked chicken soup for it, just to prevent the chef from recognizing that it was a new ginseng.
Once the soup was ready, he took the ginseng out of the broth and threw the stewed ginseng into the space inside his ring, as if it were turning into spring mud to protect the flowers.
Despite possessing countless gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, and calligraphy and paintings, she remains steadfast in her relentless exploration of the path of art, meticulously depicting the magnificent world within her heart with her paintbrush.
At the same time, Song Ziqing also cleverly utilized the unique advantages of the ring space to widely cultivate various precious herbs.
She sincerely hopes that these herbs can provide assistance to more people in need.
In the future, Song Ziqing will continue to cherish his deep love for art and life, and wholeheartedly create more outstanding works.
"Your parents are indeed very well-mannered and have profound cultural knowledge."
Jones said with delight, "We've become good friends now, and we've even made plans to go out and enjoy some good food together in our free time."
In Jones's mind, a good friend is someone with whom you can freely discuss art and share the joy of good food.
"That's good. Since you've come to Hong Kong alone, we, as locals, should do our part as hosts. My family has only been settled in Hong Kong for a few years and we don't know many people. I'm quite happy that you've become friends with my parents."
This way, they will have more channels for spiritual and cultural exchange. My parents spent many years abroad when they were young, so they have some understanding of foreign countries.
Song Ziqing never said that Zhang Lihua was originally a British citizen of Chinese descent. This is her privacy, and she would never reveal everything about herself.
In addition, all three members of the Song family were considered time travelers, and the whole family guessed that their predecessors might have gone to their original world.
Perhaps the three of them are living a wonderful life in their original world, enjoying freedom from the constraints of mobile phones, gourmet food, and beautiful scenery.
Therefore, the three people felt no guilt whatsoever when they took possession of the Song family's bodies, identities, and property.
After all, the Song family is now a well-off family with a car and a house, and in modern society, life is much safer and freer.
The Song couple arrived in a new environment, and all the relatives and friends were actually left behind by their predecessors. They were very happy to make some new friends.
At this moment, Song Jingwei arrived at the studio and saw his daughter's painting of the river and sea. He said with a proud look, "Yes, we're friends now. Friends should share delicious food and beautiful scenery. Jones, tonight, let's go to the boat for seafood paella. Would you like to take a boat trip to Macau?"
"Oh my god, we can eat on the boat? Old Song, that's a great suggestion! But, isn't Macau a gambling place? It's similar to the casinos in Las Vegas, right? I don't like gambling, it's a harmful thing."
Otherwise, we can bring our fishing rods and go sea fishing. I've become obsessed with fishing in the last two years; it's a great way to pass the time.
To distinguish herself from the Song father and daughter, Jones followed Song Ziqing's advice and called her Song directly, referring to her father as Old Song.
Now his friend has invited him to dinner on the boat. Just imagining the scene—the sea breeze, the sea view, the seabirds, and the delicious seafood—makes him incredibly excited.
"Sea fishing sounds good. I'll go pack my gear now, have the housekeeper moor the boat, and have the driver prepare the car. Let's set off now."
Song Jingwei is the kind of person who acts on his impulses. Before long, he took Zhang Lihua and Jones and left the hillside villa in a car.
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