Jiang Huijia finally came to this conclusion, she said to Song Yi: "In less than half a year, I will tell you to stand up!"

Song Yi immediately clenched the hand at his side into a fist, and his eyes were so bright that they could burn people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since this night passed, Jiang Huijia began to let go of Song Yi's treatment.

The relationship between the two has become more and more harmonious, and Jiang Huijia has a comfortable life, but in just a few days, her complexion is better than before.

Although it lacks all the conveniences of modern life, the life of this quiet and peaceful village is not surprising.

Jiang Huijia still has plenty of money, and she doesn't have to use the dowry silver at the bottom of the box before, and she got another hundred taels of medical money from Grandma Zheng, which is enough for her to live a very emotional life in the countryside.

The bookshelves made by Qian Carpenter have been sent, Jiang Huijia has added furniture little by little, and arranged a simple courtyard according to her own wishes, and Song Yi tossed it with her, and their small courtyard has changed day by day.

In the morning, Song Yi taught in the classroom, and Jiang Huijia often read medical books or practiced calligraphy outside the east house. When the students were out of school, she would sometimes go out to take a look, and Song Yi's students not only saluted Song Yi, but also often ran to Jiang Huijia to salute her and say goodbye.

Jiang Huijia looked at the serious little beans, often with a smile on her face, and her heart was ...... She also thought it was funny in her heart!

Seeing the wild children being taught by Song Yi to pretend to be "I am a cultural person", I felt very happy.

The weather is starting to get hotter, but it's not the hottest yet.

Jiang Huijia turned out a few fans in the dowry early.

Because Jiang Lao and his wife opened a grocery store in the town, although Jiang Huijia married in a hurry, there was basically no large furniture in the dowry, but all kinds of bits and pieces of small things were very complete.

She turned out the fan, and saw that there were two handles in the fan, although they were muslin faces, but the cloth was embroidered with simple patterns. One is a twig flower, and the other is a treasure flower, which is quite passable.

There are also two fans with light blue pigment and pure silk surface, Jiang Huijia looked at it again and again, and then turned it out from the memory of the original owner, it turned out that the two fans with muslin faces were embroidered by herself!

And now although Jiang Huijia has inherited the memory of the original owner, if she wants to embroider - she can only hehe to herself.

Are you kidding her to embroider? Is that possible?

Even if this skill is given another 10,000 experience points, she won't be able to light it up!

Although she didn't know how to embroider, Jiang Huijia found another way to decorate the two plain dough fans.

The plain silk material is not only suitable for embroidery, but also excellent for painting.

In the afternoon of this day, because the students were all home from school, Jiang Huijia moved the table and various paints to the small courtyard.

She was excited to prepare to paint the fan.

Of course, she didn't plan to sell the painting this time, and she had long since dismissed the idea of selling the painting, but it was still okay to paint for her own amusement.

Song Yi was beside her and asked her, "What does the lady want to paint?"

Jiang Huijia blinked and said, "Guess!"

As she spoke, she picked up the pen and hooked up the line with a fan in one hand, and her painting speed was already fast, not to mention such a small fan painting.

After a while, the pattern of her hands took shape, and it turned out that they had intercepted a peach tree in the small peach forest next to their courtyard as a scene.

At this time, it is the middle of May and almost June, and the peach trees in the peach forest are hanging with green fruits.

The green leaves, the green fruits, and the fluffy hairs on the fruits, make people feel fresh and lovely when they look at them from a distance, and they are very interesting.

Jiang Huijia sighed while painting: "It's a pity that none of the peaches in the peach forest here can be eaten, otherwise I must have guarded it early and picked peaches to eat." ”

The peaches from the peach trees here are so sour and bitter that even the wildest country children don't want to eat them.

Song Yi said: "The lady loves to eat peaches?"

"I like it very much!" Jiang Huijia replied crisply, "Of course, only eat sweet, not sour." ”

Song Yi nodded and noted her preference, picked up another plain dough fan next to her, and became interested.

Because Jiang Huijia had already finished drawing the line and began to color, he took the pencil: "Lady, I'll draw this fan." ”

At first, Song Yi asked Jiang Huijia to buy these paper and pen paints, but after buying them, Song Yi never started to draw anything, but Jiang Huijia painted several times first.

Jiang Huijia was also a little curious about Song Yi's painting skills, she saw that Song Yi was going to paint, so she immediately put down the fan and pen in her hand, and leaned over slightly to watch Song Yi's movements.

Song Yi hung the pen and outlined the line, and with a few brushstrokes, he sketched a silhouette of a woman on the silk surface.

His brushwork is different from Jiang Huijia's finesse, but with an extremely simple and sparse atmosphere, although the hook is also a fine brush line, but Song Yi's fine brush vaguely reveals the charm of freehand.

The silhouette of the woman on the silk face gradually became complete, and she bowed her head sideways, her apricot eyes were hazy. Holding a book in his hand, he was half-leaning against the window, looking sleepy.

Song Yi focused on outlining her eyebrows and black hair, and the rest of the parts gradually faded.

When it was time to color, he lightly nodded the woman's cherry lips.

Jiang Huijia couldn't help but touch her lips, and for a moment, she felt that this person was applying makeup to herself.

Who called the woman he painted in his pen clearly the appearance of Jiang Huijia!

"That's enough!" Jiang Huijia snatched the fan, shyly and angry, "It's just a good fan to paint flowers and birds, you want to paint me, and you still paint me like this! Will I be so unserious when I read a book?"

She was a little indignant, and she almost didn't reply to Song Yi with a "bad review".

But she protected the fan very tightly, and she didn't let go of it when she held it in her hand, and Song Yi knew that she actually liked it.

Song Yi looked at her with a slight smile, admiring her duplicity.

Jiang Huijia was about to say something, and suddenly there was a sound of pedestrians talking in the distance.

After all, their small courtyard is built simply, there is no courtyard wall outside, and the courtyard is surrounded by a three-foot-high bamboo fence, and people can see the scene outside from a distance through the fence when they stand in the courtyard.

There were two people who came, and the one who walked in front was Zhou Dalang's daughter-in-law.

From the direction they walked, it was obvious that they were coming to the Taolin Courtyard.

Zhou Dalang's daughter-in-law obviously saw Jiang Huijia through the fence, and she immediately raised her voice and shouted: "Huiniang!"

There was anxiety in her tone, and she ran up while calling her.

"Hui Niang, you save my eldest sister!" Zhou Dalang's daughter-in-law cried anxiously, pushed the fence door and rushed straight to Jiang Huijia, "Hui Niang, my eldest sister is crazy, she wants to kill the fetal hair in her belly!"

She said horrible words: "They say that she is evil, and they want to drag her to burn her! Actually, no, she is just sick, isn't it? Huiniang, can you save her...... You'll be able to save her!"

While talking, Zhou Dalang's daughter-in-law came to pull Jiang Huijia. (To be continued.) )