Su Jin smiled when he heard this, took the painting that Zhuang Gongzi gave him and his wife to look at, and praised: "This painting, except for my mother, is the best painting I have received, thank you Zhuang Gongzi"

"Hehe!" Mr. Zhuang got up and said with a smile: "After returning home yesterday, I didn't think about tea and dinner, and I hid in the study alone and racked my brains, always wanting to draw something for the master and the master?"

Listening to Mr. Zhuang's mouth, the Liang family must be Mrs. Zhuang's maiden family, Su Jin and Yan Qing saw Mr. Zhuang's helplessness on his face, she said: "Zhuang Gongzi went to the private school to come to the gallery to paint for a while, he is talented and smart in painting, the last painting competition, if it wasn't for Zhuang Gongzi, we would lose in Hongyantang." He won't be painting tomorrow, and we're really reluctant to give him up."

"When will you leave?" asked Su Jin.

"Alas!" Mr. Zhuang sighed and said to Mr. Su and Mrs. Su: "I left Lan'an before five o'clock this afternoon, and went over there, how could I meet a teacher with such exquisite painting skills as Mr. Su and Mrs. Su."

"Mr. Zhuang doesn't have to worry too much! If you want to have a deeper attainment in painting skills, the key is to concentrate on practicing more, and to comprehend and correct the deficiencies in your paintings. If Zhuang Gongzi can have a master with noble taste and give him more guidance, he can also improve his painting skills!" Su Jin said his experience.

"Well, I hope so!" Mr. Zhuang had no choice but to move closer to Mr. Su's experience.

Late afternoon.

The carriage of Zhuang's Mansion and the carriage of Liang's Mansion stopped in front of the gallery, and Mr. Zhuang and a middle-aged man got out of the carriage and walked back and forth to the gallery.

Yan Qing selected a few paintings and wrapped them and gave them to Zhuang Gongzi to take to Tianye.

Aunt Li walked out of the back hall with two plates of osmanthus cakes, and the children smelled the fragrance of osmanthus cakes, and ran to their grandmothers one after another, blocking the way.

"Good!" Aunt Li looked at a group of little gluttons, handed them a plate of osmanthus cake, and said with a smile: "You take it and eat it, and leave the remaining plate for Zhuang Gongzi to take on the road to eat."

"Oh!" the children understood, and they no longer had the idea of playing the big brother's osmanthus cake.

Aunt Li took the oil paper and wrapped the osmanthus cake, walked to Xiaoqing's side and said: "The osmanthus cake and calligraphy and painting are packed together, Zhuang Gongzi went to Tianye this time, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come back until the end of the year, I hope he can continue to concentrate on learning to paint when he goes there."

Since the Liang family wants to take Zhuang Gongzi over to live, they naturally love Zhuang Gongzi very much, and the things he likes will definitely make him happy!" Yan Qing said with a smile, and took the calligraphy and painting and osmanthus cake and put them in the cloth pocket.

At this moment, Zhuang Luo was not affected in any way, and was painting seriously.

Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Liang walked into the gallery, looked at Zhuang Meng in unison, and they invited each other to the counter, and took a look at a figure painting that was about to be painted.

The woman in the painting looks at it very similarly to Mrs. Su, and she is as beautiful as a fairy.

Mr. Zhuang knew in his heart that he was about to leave the house and that he might not be able to come to the gallery to learn to paint for a long time in the future.

"Luo'er, you have been here for such a long time today, and you have painted this painting?" Mr. Zhuang asked him.

Zhuang Luo raised his head and looked at his father, and was extremely quiet and stunned to take away the painting on it, and the man on the portrait was Mr. Su.

Mr. Liang nodded with appreciation in his eyes and said nothing.

"Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Liang, please sit down for a while!" Yan Qing walked over to them with a slight smile.

Hearing this, Mr. Zhuang smiled and turned around to introduce Mr. Liang beside him: "Big brother, this is Mrs. Su."

"Hello Mr. Liang!" Yan Qing said with a smile.

"Hehe! Mrs. Su has been looking up for a long time!" Mr. Liang said with a smile.

Mr. Zhuang continued: "Her paintings are all known as "novel and chic", and they are absolutely rare masterpieces!" As he spoke, he glanced at the hall and the painting area and asked, "What about Mr. Su?"

"Mr. Zhuang has won the award, and Mr. Husband is entertaining painters on the second floor!" Yan Qing invited them to sit down.

Aunt Li served good tea to the two gentlemen.

Yan Qing chatted with Mr. Liang about some attainments in calligraphy and painting, and during the conversation, she found that Mr. Liang was also a person who knew a lot about calligraphy and painting.

Zhuang Luo finished painting, looking at the adults stunned in a daze, he saw the master go downstairs, immediately grabbed the painting and trotted to the master and said with a smile: "Master, look, the student has painted a portrait of the master and his wife, hehe!

Su Jin smiled when he heard this, took the painting that Zhuang Gongzi gave him and his wife to look at, and praised: "This painting, except for my mother, is the best painting I have received, thank you Zhuang Gongzi"

"Hehe!" Mr. Zhuang got up and said with a smile: "After returning home yesterday, I didn't think about tea and dinner, and I hid in the study alone and racked my brains, always wanting to draw something for the master and the master?"

One hundred and ninety-one

Listening to Mr. Zhuang's mouth, the Liang family must be Mrs. Zhuang's maiden family, Su Jin and Yan Qing saw Mr. Zhuang's helplessness on his face, she said: "Zhuang Gongzi went to the private school to come to the gallery to paint for a while, he is talented and smart in painting, the last painting competition, if it wasn't for Zhuang Gongzi, we would lose in Hongyantang." He won't be painting tomorrow, and we're really reluctant to give him up."

"When will you leave?" asked Su Jin.

"Alas!" Mr. Zhuang sighed and said to Mr. Su and Mrs. Su: "I left Lan'an before five o'clock this afternoon, and went over there, how could I meet a teacher with such exquisite painting skills as Mr. Su and Mrs. Su."

"Mr. Zhuang doesn't have to worry too much! If you want to have a deeper attainment in painting skills, the key is to concentrate on practicing more, and to comprehend and correct the deficiencies in your paintings. If Zhuang Gongzi can have a master with noble taste and give him more guidance, he can also improve his painting skills!" Su Jin said his experience.

"Well, I hope so!" Mr. Zhuang had no choice but to move closer to Mr. Su's experience.

Late afternoon.

The carriage of Zhuang's Mansion and the carriage of Liang's Mansion stopped in front of the gallery, and Mr. Zhuang and a middle-aged man got out of the carriage and walked back and forth to the gallery.

Yan Qing selected a few paintings and wrapped them and gave them to Zhuang Gongzi to take to Tianye.

Aunt Li walked out of the back hall with two plates of osmanthus cakes, and the children smelled the fragrance of osmanthus cakes, and ran to their grandmothers one after another, blocking the way.

"Good!" Aunt Li looked at a group of little gluttons, handed them a plate of osmanthus cake, and said with a smile: "You take it and eat it, and leave the remaining plate for Zhuang Gongzi to take on the road to eat."

"Oh!" the children understood, and they no longer had the idea of playing the big brother's osmanthus cake.

Aunt Li took the oil paper and wrapped the osmanthus cake, walked to Xiaoqing's side and said: "The osmanthus cake and calligraphy and painting are packed together, Zhuang Gongzi went to Tianye this time, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come back until the end of the year, I hope he can continue to concentrate on learning to paint when he goes there."

Since the Liang family wants to take Zhuang Gongzi over to live, they naturally love Zhuang Gongzi very much, and the things he likes will definitely make him happy!" Yan Qing said with a smile, and took the calligraphy and painting and osmanthus cake and put them in the cloth pocket.

At this moment, Zhuang Luo was not affected in any way, and was painting seriously.

Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Liang walked into the gallery, looked at Zhuang Meng in unison, and they invited each other to the counter, and took a look at a figure painting that was about to be painted.

The woman in the painting looks at it very similarly to Mrs. Su, and she is as beautiful as a fairy.

Mr. Zhuang knew in his heart that he was about to leave the house and that he might not be able to come to the gallery to learn to paint for a long time in the future.

"Luo'er, you have been here for such a long time today, and you have painted this painting?" Mr. Zhuang asked him.

Zhuang Luo raised his head and looked at his father, and was extremely quiet and stunned to take away the painting on it, and the man on the portrait was Mr. Su.

Mr. Liang nodded with appreciation in his eyes and said nothing.

"Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Liang, please sit down for a while!" Yan Qing walked over to them with a slight smile.

Hearing this, Mr. Zhuang smiled and turned around to introduce Mr. Liang beside him: "Big brother, this is Mrs. Su."

"Hello Mr. Liang!" Yan Qing said with a smile.

"Hehe! Mrs. Su has been looking up for a long time!" Mr. Liang said with a smile.

Mr. Zhuang continued: "Her paintings are all known as "novel and chic", and they are absolutely rare masterpieces!" As he spoke, he glanced at the hall and the painting area and asked, "What about Mr. Su?"

"Mr. Zhuang has won the award, and Mr. Husband is entertaining painters on the second floor!" Yan Qing invited them to sit down.

Aunt Li served good tea to the two gentlemen.

Yan Qing chatted with Mr. Liang about some attainments in calligraphy and painting, and during the conversation, she found that Mr. Liang was also a person who knew a lot about calligraphy and painting.

Zhuang Luo finished painting, looking at the adults stunned in a daze, he saw the master go downstairs, immediately grabbed the painting and trotted to the master and said with a smile: "Master, look, the student has painted a portrait of the master and his wife, hehe!

Su Jin smiled when he heard this, took the painting that Zhuang Gongzi gave him and his wife to look at, and praised: "This painting, except for my mother, is the best painting I have received, thank you Zhuang Gongzi"

"Hehe!" Mr. Zhuang got up and said with a smile: "After returning home yesterday, I didn't think about tea and dinner, and I hid in the study alone and racked my brains, always wanting to draw something for the master and the master?"

One hundred and ninety-one

Listening to Mr. Zhuang's mouth, the Liang family must be Mrs. Zhuang's maiden family, Su Jin and Yan Qing saw Mr. Zhuang's helplessness on his face, she said: "Zhuang Gongzi went to the private school to come to the gallery to paint for a while, he is talented and smart in painting, the last painting competition, if it wasn't for Zhuang Gongzi, we would lose in Hongyantang." He won't be painting tomorrow, and we're really reluctant to give him up."

"When will you leave?" asked Su Jin.

"Alas!" Mr. Zhuang sighed and said to Mr. Su and Mrs. Su: "I left Lan'an before five o'clock this afternoon, and went over there, how could I meet a teacher with such exquisite painting skills as Mr. Su and Mrs. Su."

"Mr. Zhuang doesn't have to worry too much! If you want to have a deeper attainment in painting skills, the key is to concentrate on practicing more, and to comprehend and correct the deficiencies in your paintings. If Zhuang Gongzi can have a master with noble taste and give him more guidance, he can also improve his painting skills!" Su Jin said his experience.

"Well, I hope so!" Mr. Zhuang had no choice but to move closer to Mr. Su's experience.

Late afternoon.

The carriage of Zhuang's Mansion and the carriage of Liang's Mansion stopped in front of the gallery, and Mr. Zhuang and a middle-aged man got out of the carriage and walked back and forth to the gallery.

Yan Qing selected a few paintings and wrapped them and gave them to Zhuang Gongzi to take to Tianye.

Aunt Li walked out of the back hall with two plates of osmanthus cakes, and the children smelled the fragrance of osmanthus cakes, and ran to their grandmothers one after another, blocking the way.

"Good!" Aunt Li looked at a group of little gluttons, handed them a plate of osmanthus cake, and said with a smile: "You take it and eat it, and leave the remaining plate for Zhuang Gongzi to take on the road to eat."

"Oh!" the children understood, and they no longer had the idea of playing the big brother's osmanthus cake.

Aunt Li took the oil paper and wrapped the osmanthus cake, walked to Xiaoqing's side and said: "The osmanthus cake and calligraphy and painting are packed together, Zhuang Gongzi went to Tianye this time, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come back until the end of the year, I hope he can continue to concentrate on learning to paint when he goes there."

Since the Liang family wants to take Zhuang Gongzi over to live, they naturally love Zhuang Gongzi very much, and the things he likes will definitely make him happy!" Yan Qing said with a smile, and took the calligraphy and painting and osmanthus cake and put them in the cloth pocket.

At this moment, Zhuang Luo was not affected in any way, and was painting seriously.

Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Liang walked into the gallery, looked at Zhuang Meng in unison, and they invited each other to the counter, and took a look at a figure painting that was about to be painted.

The woman in the painting looks at it very similarly to Mrs. Su, and she is as beautiful as a fairy.

Mr. Zhuang knew in his heart that he was about to leave the house and that he might not be able to come to the gallery to learn to paint for a long time in the future.

"Luo'er, you have been here for such a long time today, and you have painted this painting?" Mr. Zhuang asked him.

Zhuang Luo raised his head and looked at his father, and was extremely quiet and stunned to take away the painting on it, and the man on the portrait was Mr. Su.

Mr. Liang nodded with appreciation in his eyes and said nothing.

"Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Liang, please sit down for a while!" Yan Qing walked over to them with a slight smile.

Hearing this, Mr. Zhuang smiled and turned around to introduce Mr. Liang beside him: "Big brother, this is Mrs. Su."

"Hello Mr. Liang!" Yan Qing said with a smile.

"Hehe! Mrs. Su has been looking up for a long time!" Mr. Liang said with a smile.