The next day, dawn broke in the sky.

The children followed the master and the master to the gallery, and the scene of yesterday morning was reproduced in front of them, and they hid behind the master and the master with lingering fears, looking at the neighbors watching in front of the gallery with confused eyes.

"Don't be afraid!" Yan Qing comforted the children and walked to the gallery with her husband.

Lan Lan is half a year younger than Zhen'er Jiu'er, and she is a little shorter than them. But because he can eat and sleep on weekdays, his small body only develops horizontally.

At this moment, she sat up from the quilt sleepily, rubbed her eyes with her fleshy little fat hands, and came to the master happily, and stretched out her arms obediently.

Yan Qing helped her put on her skirt, buttoned up her blouse, and smiled at her lovingly: "Stretch your muscles and bones to see what's uncomfortable?"

"Okay!" Lan An stretched her muscles and bones, leaned over, and after a series of activities, she put her right hand under the armpit of her left arm and thought about it: "Master, it seems to be tight here, a little uncomfortable, and the right side is too"

"Are there any other areas other than under the armpits that are tight or uncomfortable?" Yan Qing asked her.

"Hmm, it's gone!" Lan Lan shook her head after thinking about it.

"Okay! Shi Niang knows, then Shi Niang will change it tomorrow!" Yan Qing helped her take off her skirt again, and asked her to get into the quilt quickly.

When Lan An tried on the winter jacket skirt, the children also watched, their little fat girl was dressed in clothes, obviously not as beautiful as Zhen'er and Jiu'er. However, the face is cuter than Zhen'er and Jiu'er, to paraphrase the teacher's words, it is cute.

An Liu casually quipped: "Master, don't you think Lan Lan should lose weight? You can't always change her clothes! She can eat better than Liu Xuan, you changed this jacket and skirt for her tomorrow, and in another month and a half, you have to change it for her again."

After saying that, the room burst into laughter.

When Lan Lan heard this, she covered her head with the futon in shame and didn't want to pay attention to them.

Yan Qing gave them a look, signaled that they were not allowed to laugh at his sister like this, put the goose yellow jacket skirt on his arm and said, "It's a blessing to be able to eat! Your current age is when you are growing your body, Lan Lan is never picky when she eats, and everything she eats is fragrant." It's nothing to change your clothes, as long as you study hard."

"Got it, Master!" the children said in unison.

Lan Lan curled up in the quilt and listened to what Shi Niang said, then stretched out her head and looked at Shi Niang and smiled sweetly.

Yan Qing told them to go to bed early, tucked the bedding tightly for them, sat on the edge of the bed and told them a short story, and at the end of the story, she saw that the children were soon asleep, yawned sleepily, got up and walked out of the house, and closed the door.

In the early morning, Lang read aloud.

After half a moment, Yan Qing and Su Jin got up one after another, and she took the robe and served her husband to put it on.

Su Jin said: "I thought twice about it for my husband last night, there is a certain truth in what the lady said before about the winter vacation, and now the gallery is short of manpower, and the lady is pregnant and not suitable to work." This month is more than half of the month, so I will let the children go on winter vacation for half a month, and I will go to the gallery to help my husband."

"Has the husband already decided on this matter?" Yan Qing served him and put on his robe.

"Well, the lady can know!" Su Jin said as he held her hand.

"That's good!" Yan Qing looked at him and smiled: "Then naturally listen to the husband, half a month off, not long, not short, we can't keep them in the private school, I think we take them to the gallery every day! Second, when they are free, the husband can still teach them."

"That's what the lady said!" Su Jin smiled: "It's still the lady's thoughtfulness"

"What's the matter, I just follow my husband's wishes!" Yan Qing said with a smile when he was dressed up.

After breakfast.

The children were very excited when they learned that the master had given them half a month of winter vacation.

Su Jin and Yan Qing took them out, and the carriage was about to drive to the door of the art gallery, but there was a noise outside.

Zhen'er couldn't help but be curious, picked up the corner of the curtain and secretly glanced out of the carriage, and she hurriedly put down the corner of the curtain and said urgently: "Master, something happened to the gallery."

When the children heard this, they were quite surprised.

"It's okay! It's okay! You can sit in the carriage and don't come out later!" Yan Qing's first reaction must have been that the villains had come to the gallery to make trouble, she comforted the children, and glanced at Su Jin, and the two of them had the same idea.

The carriage stopped next to a nearby shop.

Before Su Jin got out of the carriage, he said to his wife: "The lady stays in the car with the children, and goes to see what is going on for her husband?"

Yan Qing grabbed him and said, "I'll accompany you, the villains are not good, I'm at ease by your side"

"Lady..."Su Jin paused and nodded.

The two got out of the carriage, and at a glance they saw a three-foot white silk hanging under the plaque of the Hongyantang Art Museum, and there were no villains making trouble.

The onlookers blocked the water in front of the gallery, and there was no shortage of condemnation, questioning and watching the excitement.

"Excuse me!" Yan Qing and Su Jin walked to the door of the art gallery, and when they saw that Uncle Feng and Aunt Li were also here, she asked Aunt Li, "Aunt Li, what's going on?"

"I don't know! Mr. Feng and I have just arrived, and we have seen this, which one lacks morality? Do such a hurtful thing!" Aunt Li scolded anxiously.

I only heard that one of the onlookers said, "As soon as I came early in the morning, I saw that it was hung on it, but I didn't see who did it?"

"This is really lacking in morality, how can you do such a thing!

"That's right, who would dare to buy calligraphy and paintings?"

"You don't know yet, right? The proprietress of Hongyantang was imprisoned a few days ago, and she was only released yesterday, so it's strange if you're not unlucky."

"Yo! you can't say that, if it's really because of bad luck, you dare to stay here and watch the excitement?"

"Hehe! I'm all here, I'm afraid."

Yan Qing listened to the whispers of those good people, and her delicate face did not change, since these people came to see their jokes, she didn't have to take it to heart if she said something ugly, let alone what they wanted, she could expect to see anything lively.

Su Jin won the three-foot white silk.

Aunt Li hurriedly said to him: "Mr. Su, this thing is unlucky, don't take it to the house, just put it on the ground and leave it on the ground, and I'll deal with it later."

"Okay!" Su Jin put Bai Aya on the ground, and then opened the door of the art gallery, as if nothing had happened, what should I do when I usually come to the art gallery, and what I should do today as usual.

Yan Qing didn't persuade these onlookers to disperse, she quietly walked back to the carriage, called the children out of the carriage, and then took the children into the gallery.

And so it goes.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed one after another, they didn't believe it, Mr. Su and Mrs. Su could stay so calm, they just waited to watch the play.

Aunt Li took the brazier, stood in the hall and looked outside, and said helplessly: "These people are all idle, I'll go and burn the white silk."

"Aunt Li, wait!" Yan Qing called out to her.

"What's wrong, Xiaoqing?" Aunt Li had already walked outside the door and picked up the white silk, and almost threw it into the brazier.

"Bai Aya, don't burn it yet!" Yan Qing said to her.

Aunt Li immediately understood what Xiaoqing meant, and she asked suspiciously: "Isn't it the lack of virtue that the Qi Mansion sent to avenge the second son of Qi who is in prison?"

"It shouldn't be the people of Qi Mansion, they won't be stupid enough to rush to do something lacking in virtue, there is no witness, we only rely on a piece of white silk, and we can't find out! This should be regarded as physical evidence! Maybe it can come in handy later! Now we will wait and see what happens, and the business will continue!" Yan Qing said calmly.

"But..."Aunt Li thought that this white silk was really unlucky.

Yan Qing comforted her and said: "I usually don't do bad things, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night! Aunt Li, listen to me, you burn a white silk, and you can't stop others from hurting others."

"That's good... Okay!" Aunt Li listened to Xiaoqing's persuasion, it was okay not to burn Bai Aya, but this bad thing still needed to be guarded against, she immediately took Bai Aya to the Three Ancestors Temple, and handed it over to a little novice, saying that the Buddha's light could suppress evil spirits.

In the morning, Yan Qing thought that his business would be somewhat affected, but after a morning, the painters came to the gallery one after another to watch the paintings and calligraphy, and they all bought the paintings and calligraphy they liked.

It's afternoon.

Aunt Li came back with a bamboo basket, she put the bamboo basket outside the door, entered the gallery, and saw that Mr. Su was entertaining the painters, she wanted to go upstairs to find Mr. Feng for help, it is estimated that at this time, Mr. Feng is also busy and can't get out.

She glanced at the counter, Xiao Qing was wrapping calligraphy and paintings for the painter, as for Zhuang Gongzi? Forget it, let's do it herself! She walked to the table, picked up a wooden stool and wanted to go out.

Qing Song came out of the back hall with a pot of tea, and when he saw that Aunt Li had finally returned, he hurriedly asked, "What do you want to do here, Aunt Li? Where did you go? I didn't see you, and it was my turn to serve tea and water."

"I'm going to buy wormwood!" Aunt Li said, thinking that she could let Qingsong help her, and said with a smile: "You can put the tea here first, and I'll send it to the painter later." Now there's something more important that you have to do for me first."

"What's the matter?" Qingsong asked her suspiciously.

"You'll find out if you come with me!" Aunt Li carried a wooden bench and walked outside the door of the art gallery.

Although Qing Song didn't know what Aunt Li was doing to move the wooden stool outside, since he was helping, he put down the tea and followed Aunt Li out.

Aunt Li put the wooden stool in front of the door, and she leaned over to open the bamboo basket, only to see that there were a few wormwood plants inside.

"This...?" Qing Song looked at inexplicably.

"Wormwood can be used to ward off evil spirits, this morning the white silk is too heavy, by the way, I sent Bai Aya to the Sanzu Temple today to suppress evil spirits, I should invite the master to come to the gallery to exorcise evil spirits, how can I forget about this!" Aunt Li regretted that she picked up three wormwood plants at the beginning, handed them to Qing Song and said, "Just plug in the door"

"Oh... Okay!" Qing Song took the wormwood, and stood on the wooden bench in confusion, he had never heard that wormwood can ward off evil spirits? He obeyed Aunt Li's instructions and inserted three wormwood plants into the door.

"Alright!" he jumped off the wooden bench.

"Tighten it, won't it fall?" Aunt Li was still apprehensive about this morning's incident, and she was afraid that there would be another accident.

Qing Song reassured her: "You can rest assured! It's tight, it won't fall."

"Okay! That's good!" Aunt Li relieved herself, picked up the bamboo basket and said, "Then you go and entertain the painters! I will send the bamboo basket to the back hall and go to add tea to the painters."

"Okay!" Qing Song entered the gallery.

Yan Qing accepted Mr. Qu's calligraphy and painting silver, and when he sent Mr. Qu away, he saw Aunt Li come in with a bamboo basket.

She stopped Qingsong suspiciously: "Qingsong, come here"

Qing Song came to the counter and asked with a smile, "Mrs. Su, is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Yan Qing saw Aunt Li walk into the back hall, she asked with a smile: "I see you just went out with Aunt Li, what is Aunt Li doing with the bamboo basket?"

"Oh! so that's it!" Qing Song restrained his smile and said, "Aunt Li went to buy wormwood and came back, she said that it can ward off evil spirits, let me help insert it in the door"

"Aunt Li has a heart!" Yan Qing thanked Aunt Li for her hard work in the gallery.

"Then I'm going to entertain the painters!" said Aomatsu.

"Okay! Go ahead, I'm tired of you, I hope Wen Jie will come back from picking Tianshan Snow Lotus as soon as possible!" Yan Qing said with gratitude.

Qingsong nodded, thinking of his son-in-law, his face was full of firmness and said, "It will be."

Zhuang Luo finished his landscape paintings, and after listening to the words of the master and uncle, she handed the calligraphy and painting to the master and said, "Master Niang, the painting is ready"

Qingsong looked at Zhuang Gongzi and smiled, since the last painting competition, he has appreciated Zhuang Gongzi's painting skills more and more, he didn't bother Mrs. Su and Zhuang Gongzi to discuss calligraphy and painting, and turned to work.

"Okay!" Yan Qing watched Zhuang Gongzi's "Holly Long Pine", praised him twice, smiled and asked: "Zhuang Gongzi, today's landscape painting is here, and now there is still an hour before you return home, what do you want to paint again?"

"Hey, hey, people... Figure painting..."Zhuang said what he thought of.

"Well, you've been coming to the gallery for a while to learn how to paint, if you want to have a deeper level of attainment in figure painting, so let's do it! I'll teach you how about painting a "Mermaid"?" Yan Qing couldn't understand what he heard.

"Mermaid?" Zhuang Meng muttered, and suddenly asked with great interest: "Master, what kind of fish is a mermaid, can you eat it?"

"You can draw, but you can't eat it!" Yan Qing took the pen in his hand, and then took a piece of paper and smiled at him: "You can see it, Shi Niang will draw it for you now."

"Oh!" Zhuang nodded earnestly, staring intently at the strokes drawn on the paper.

Yan Qing painted "Mermaid", more than half an hour has passed, she painted a cartoon version of the portrait of a mermaid, and the scene is a picture of a mermaid dancing on the prince's boat.

"Do you like it?" she asked Zhuang Gongzi.

Zhuang Luo was concentrating on watching the calligraphy and paintings, his eyes refused to leave half an inch, and he couldn't help but drool when he looked at it, and he looked up at his wife in a daze and said, "This... This mermaid is so pretty, I... To bring home, hehe."

"As long as Zhuang Gongzi likes it, you can naturally bring it home. Come, I'll draw and see by myself first?" Yan Qing dipped his pen in ink and handed him the pen.