When I got home, my father and mother had just eaten breakfast and were cleaning up the table.

Seeing Nie Tianming followed by three old men, he was not calm in an instant.

"Tianming, you haven't been home for two days, what are you doing. ”

Although he was a little suspicious in his heart, he didn't show it on his face and hands.

Mother Zhang Lanjuan was full of smiles, took out Mazha from the corner of the wall and handed it to Zhang Qingyuan and the three of them.

"This is a friend painter I met in Dawan, and they want to stay in our house for a day and collect works in the village. ”

"Have you eaten?"

Qian Mingda touched his stomach and said embarrassedly: "I got up too early, I really didn't eat." ”

"Do you know how to make rice cereal and gnocchi soup? ”

"It would be nice to have your own pickled radish pickles. ”

Fan Jiaxuan and Zhang Qingyuan, singing and harmonizing, actually ordered food with Nie Tianming's mother.

It's a shame that the things they said are cheap and easy to do, otherwise my mother would really think that the three of them were going home with Nie Tianming to eat and drink.

The reason why they want to eat rice cereal, gnocchi soup and radish pickles is because the three of them spent a difficult time in the countryside when they were young, and these were the three best foods at that time.

A pot full of gnocchi soup came out of the kitchen, and my mother thought they didn't want to trouble themselves, so she took out a few pancakes from the kitchen and put them on the table.

"I haven't eaten this bite in many years, and I want to eat it in my dreams, it tastes so good. ”

The gnocchi soup is piping hot when it comes out of the pot, but if you put it in a bowl for a while, a layer of dough like milk skin will coagulate on the surface.

The top and corner of the dough are cooler than the gnocchi in the bowl and can be eaten as is.

Qian Mingda held the white porcelain bowl in his left hand, turning the bottom of the bowl, and sucking the dough on the edge of the bowl with his mouth, just like the old man in the village eating.

Fan Jiaxuan ate first, and he entered the house after putting the dishes and chopsticks neatly away.

In the house, Nie Changsheng, the father, sat on the sofa alone and smoked, and when he saw Fan Jiaxuan enter the house, he took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

After lighting a cigarette and taking the first puff, Fan Jiaxuan was choked and coughed.

"This smoke is so strong, stronger than any dry tobacco I smoked before. ”

Fan Jiaxuan held a cigarette in his hand and turned his attention to a picture of peony wealth on the wall.

It was a plastic painting, a product of pure industrial mass printing, which my mother bought when she was in the market for the New Year.

Peony paintings are usually the best choice for decorating white walls in rural areas.

In terms of aesthetic appearance, peony is the best in the group, the national color is fragrant, and it is a well-deserved king of flowers.

"Only the peony is true to the national color, and the capital moves when the flowers bloom", this poem respects the status of the peony to the extreme.

In terms of meaning, since ancient times, peony has been endowed with the meaning of wealth and auspiciousness, prosperity and prosperity, and rural people value this list the most.

Moreover, in terms of feng shui, when the peony is in full bloom, it is like a Buddha's hand to attract wealth, and the posture is graceful and luxurious, symbolizing that it can bring blessings and wealth to the family, and can have a splendid glory that is not only loud.

The painting occupies half of the white walls of the hall, and the oversaturated colors are very eye-catching.

"Tianming~"

Fan Jiaxuan called out to Nie Tianming, who was helping Qian Mingda clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and called him to his side.

"Do you have a large amount of paper at home? The paper I bring is relatively small, and I am afraid that I will not be able to bear the heavy use. ”

Nie Tianming saw Fan Jiaxuan standing in front of the peony wealth picture, his heart was ecstatic, and he already had the answer in his heart.

"You wait, I'll come when I go. ”

Nie Tianming seemed to run out of the house.

"What's the matter, itchy hands?"

"What's wrong with eating someone's meal and painting a picture, you two still have to thank me, I am also painting for you. ”

"The national flower peony with the master of Chinese painting can let your old man paint peonies, then this gnocchi soup is really worth a thousand gold. ”

After a while, Nie Tianming bought back a blank piece of paper from the village shop.

"Please forgive me, there is no rice paper sold in the village, you will use this blank paper. ”

It is true that the village commissary does not sell rice paper, and the white paper in Nie Tianming's hand is only bought when the village is doing white things.

Fan Jiaxuan didn't mind, he motioned for him to remove the clutter on the coffee table, and he wanted to start painting.

Dad and Mom thought it was strange and came up to see it.

"Hurry up and snuff out your cigarette, you see you smoke, smoking dies quickly, you know?"

snatched the remaining half of the cigarette from his father's mouth and snuffed it out, only to see that Fan Jiaxuan was still holding a smoking cigarette in his hand.

Laying out the white paper neatly on it, Fan Jiaxuan took out a few brushes from the small box he carried, and took out a colorful board.

Because he wanted to paint peonies, Fan Jiaxuan took the lead in melting the rouge with water, and then mixed it with ink to form a thick purple.

Then, the brush is dipped in ink and it is about to be waved.

With a few strokes, the graceful and full lines of the peony are outlined.

But because the white paper that Nie Tianming bought was too thin and transparent, it was not at all like rice paper that could fix the ink and retain ink, so the ink began to spread rapidly along the position of the white paper splicing.

Zhang Qingyuan and Qian Mingda both frowned a little, and even their parents who didn't understand Chinese painting couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

From beginning to end, Fan Jiaxuan had a calm and unhurried expression.

And because Nie Tianming has the talent of a wonderful pen, he can also see some strange things from it, so he is not panicked.

Fan Jiaxuan picked up another slender brush, and on the panel that had been dissolved and toned, he tapped a few times to absorb the color onto the brush.

The color of the rouge mixed with the ink became the stamen of the peony center, and he mixed the rouge with unknown things, mixed it into ochre, and embellished it with the spores of the peony.

Fan Jiaxuan's force is extremely light and the coloring is very light, in order to leave room for the ink to spread.

Sure enough, under his rescue, the originally scattered ink color showed different curves, with distinct layers, like layers of peony petals.

If the whole peony is compared to an expensive warranty, then the embellishment of the stamens and spores is the moisturizing embedded in it, adding a touch of agility and luxury to the whole painting.

The white paper that Nie Tianming bought was 2 meters long and 1 meter wide, but Fan Jiaxuan only drew three peonies on the right side of the center.

Each peony is extraordinary, the lines are natural, the form and spirit are both, and the whole is graceful and gorgeous, and the atmosphere is dignified.

After a few brushes in the clear water, and a little dipping the ink in the inkstone, Fan Jiaxuan took the pen and inscribed a famous poem in the upper left corner.

"Only the peony is true to the country, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom. ”

After writing, Fan Jiaxuan seemed to be very satisfied with his work, took out a jade seal from his bag, sighed at the bottom of the seal, and stamped the seal next to the poem.

"It's really a bad drawing. ”

Fan Jiaxuan couldn't help laughing, the paintings he did his best to only received a compliment from Nie Tianming's mother that "the painting is not bad".

Qian Mingda and Zhang Qingyuan looked serious and didn't dare to show any expression.

When Nie Tianming saw Fan Jiaxuan's jade seal falling, he knew that this peony picture was definitely valuable. If you put it in an auction house, it starts with six figures.

"Tired, can you write a few more words on it?"

"Please. ”

"Flowers bloom and are rich, and the world is full of blessings, just write it in the middle. ”

When Nie Tianming heard this, his heart was secretly dripping blood, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to stop it, otherwise he would definitely be scolded.

Write those eight big characters, this peony picture of a master of Chinese painting, don't think about it again in the future.

In these ten miles and eight villages, no one can be so arrogant, and they can hang hundreds of thousands of peony wealth pictures.