"Lady?" Su Jin couldn't help but wonder when he saw that she held the folding fan in her hand and didn't hand it to the old gentleman for a long time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When the old gentleman heard Mr. Su call this delicate girl a lady, he smiled and didn't take it to heart and said, "The folding fan that the girl chose is very good for the old man!"

He took the folding fan from Yan Qing's hand and unfolded it, and sure enough, he saw that the fan was a picture of Langzi reading in the west window.

"Lady?" Su Jin followed her eyes and looked at the street, but saw nothing except strange faces coming and going.

Why did his lady look at the street with a thoughtful look?

Su Jin retracted his gaze, smiled apologetically at the old gentleman, he didn't think much about it, got up to lead the topic and asked the old gentleman, "I don't know the old gentleman's surname?"

"Hehe! The old man is exempt from your surname Gong!" Mr. Gong stroked his goatee again, and then said with a smile on his face: "The word Youzhi, the official residence is an old monster, the old man sees that Mr. Su's painting is only famous Su Jin, why don't you see the name stamp?"

Su Jin replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Su is a scholar, and he just has some hobbies for calligraphy and painting, and it is not enough to mention the font number."

"Hmm!" Mr. Gong smiled, shook his head as if he didn't approve of it, and instead, he saw that Mrs. Su hadn't come back to his senses yet, and looked at Su Jin curiously, I don't know what good things at the corner of the street are dazzling, so that Mrs. Su is so focused?

Su Jin smiled and invited Mr. Gong to sit first.

Yan Qing looked at Sister-in-law Liu, Mrs. Wang, and Sister-in-law Wei, as if they had come to the county town to shop, and their sneaky appearance had to make her pay more attention.

If she goes back to the village and talks nonsense, she will definitely slander her and her husband's reputation.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became, she didn't see the three of them at this time, she couldn't tell which pimple she was hiding in, monitoring her and her husband's every move, that's right, Sister-in-law Liu was annoying, and she really wanted to kill her with a knife.

"Husband!" Yan Qing finally came back to his senses and called him, and then only listened: "You paint the old gentleman, I will come when I go"

"Okay!" Su Jin responded, feeling that the lady had something to leave for a while, and she had her own reasons.

Fortunately, he was somewhat familiar with the lady's guidance posture and movements in painting, so he guided Mr. Gong's posture and movements by himself, and then began to sit down and paint.

Yan Qing walked out of Wenren Street with the figures of Sister-in-law Liu and others, and inquired into the nearby alleys one by one.

It is true that I didn't see Sister-in-law Liu and others, maybe she was really careful, and it was not impossible to say that Sister-in-law Liu and her sisters came to the county town to shop and happened to pass by Wenren Street.

Their hillbilly temperament probably hasn't been to the county a few times, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden - dazzling, and it's not surprising to sneak around and take a look.

And she happened to catch a glimpse of them, and it was understandable that people who saw good things had a sense of uneasiness.

Yan Qing appeased himself, returned to Wenren Street, and saw that his husband had painted a self-portrait of the old man, and the old man was satisfied with the payment, and they sent the old man away.

Su Jin couldn't hold back the confusion in her heart, and asked her, "The lady seems to have something on her mind just now?"

"Oh, no!" Yan Qing thought about it and decided not to say what she thought in her heart, if her husband heard that it was Sister-in-law Liu, he would definitely not take it to heart.

She sorted out the paper and smiled: "I just saw the meat seller passing, and I was thinking about how to cook the meat at night, whether to make soup, or braised it, or to stir-fry it with side dishes?"

Su Jin smiled and said: "The lady can do whatever she likes, no matter how the lady wants to burn, the husband thinks that the lady is good at cooking."

"Well, then I'll buy more meat when I go back from the stall in the afternoon, braised it, with stir-fried side dishes, and the broth is done, so that my husband can eat enough!" Yan Qing said playfully.

"Okay!" the two were talking sweetly, and at this time, the officials who were watching Mangkhut after Mr. Gong expressed their desire to paint self-portraits.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Yan Qing greeted them warmly, arranged for them to line up first, and gave the top ten in the front row, each selected a folding fan, and then instructed them to pose well.

Yan Qing's mouth is dry, sure enough, when you come to business, you don't look at the time, you have to look at the luck, a mangosteen picture can attract so many painters, think about her and her husband are tired.

She went to the teahouse and asked the young man to prepare two pots of tea for her, and when the young man helped her bring the tea, he couldn't wait to bring back the mangosteen paintings.

Yan Qing gave the painters tea and water one by one, and when it was almost noon, Su Jin finally painted all the self-portraits of all the painters.

At noon they had lunch.

I returned to the stall for a whole hour, and I didn't see any visitors to visit him.

Su Jin finished drawing the picture of the teahouse in his hand, and thought of the self-portrait he was going to draw for the lady in the morning, but he delayed until this moment before he finished writing.

He mentioned that he was free to paint two self-portraits of the lady.

Yan Qing hurriedly dropped the tea cup she was drinking, ran to choose a fancy plum blossom embellished oil paper umbrella, she first posed a poetic gesture picture of walking in the garden, she stalemate for a while, saw that his husband should be about to take shape, came to his side to watch the painting, smiled and asked: "Can my husband draw some flowers and plants on the two roads I walk, otherwise how do you look at how do you feel that this image is cut out?"

"Picked out?" Su Jin obviously didn't understand what she meant.

Yan Qing explained: "I put on such a beautiful pose for my wife, in addition to looking at people on the paper, it looks like space is white, we photographers have taken works, and we have to go back to post-production."

Su Jin nodded clearly and smiled: "Okay, for the husband, try to draw according to what the lady said."

Half an hour later.

Yan Qing looked at the results of her husband's painting again, and the two grass warblers flew out of flowers and plants, and the flowers were still clustered one by one, and the painting style suddenly became meaningful.

After she gave her husband a thumbs up, she then posed in several different styles of painting.

Playful and cute fan, everyone's beautiful fan, European and American fan, mature woman fan, she can hold it one by one.

This trick attracted many women as expected, and even the rich ladies and ladies who were sitting in the pride and passing by Wenren Street attracted attention.

This afternoon, I was full of people who watched the excitement, and those who wanted to paint self-portraits also painted.

Su Jin and Yan Qing closed the painting stall, went to buy meat and vegetables as usual, and when they returned home happily, they found that the house was lit by a faint sallow candlelight.

"Husband!" Yan Qing looked at Su Jin, the look of pleasure on her delicate face instantly turned into worry, and that uneasiness hit her heart again, and her intuition clearly told her that something was going to happen.

Su Jin held her hand and comforted her: "It's okay, don't worry about the lady, there is nothing valuable at home"