"Last time, I took a fancy to the figure painting of "The One Who Lives Alone", and this time I specially wanted to buy it back!" Mr. Wu put the silver back in his sleeve pocket and followed Mrs. Su to the painting area.

They came to the figure painting area, but saw that the calligraphy and painting of "The One Who Lives Alone" on the case had been sold out, Yan Qing squatted down to unlock the cabinet under the case, and even the spare "The One Who Lived Alone" calligraphy and painting were empty.

She said to Mr. Wu embarrassedly: "Let Mr. Wu smile, I have been busy with other things recently, and I have little time to paint, so the calligraphy and paintings are not enough to sell, you sit down and wait for a while, I will go to the second floor to see if there are still paintings of "The One Who Lives Alone"

"Okay, then there is Mrs. Laosu!" Mr. Wu came to the table and sat down, but there was no Mr. Su in the hall or in the painting area.

Half a moment passed.

Yan Qing came down from the second floor empty-handed, and still said apologetically: "I'm really sorry! I'm afraid I'm going to let Mr. Wu run away in vain today, and there is no stock of "The One Who Lives Alone" in the painting library."

"It's okay! It's okay!" Mr. Wu smiled awkwardly, suddenly looking a little nervous, and didn't want to continue chatting with Mrs. Su's words, but took out the silver from his sleeve pocket and said: "Today, Wu came to buy a painting, but he didn't come with two sleeves and a breeze, he brought silver."

Seeing and hearing Mr. Wu's reaction and statement, Yan Qing felt inexplicable in her heart, she smiled and explained: "Maybe Mr. Wu misunderstood, I don't mean anything else." Mr. Wu, please, I wonder what kind of portrait Mr. Wu wants to buy this time?"

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?"

Yan Qing took a portrait of her from her husband's hand, looked at it and said with a smile: "Zhuang Gongzi has worked hard, this painting, my mother likes it very much, and I will treasure it." By the way, Shi Niang also has a few paintings that I want to give to you, I'll go get them."

She had just turned to leave when she heard Mr. Liang and her husband talking.

After taking the cloth bag and walking back, Yan Qing handed it to Mr. Zhuang and said, "I don't know when Zhuang Gongzi will come back, I hope these paintings will help him in painting skills!" Learning can make people improve, but slacking off makes people regress, you know?"

Zhuang Luo looked at his master as if he didn't understand, and then looked at the carriage outside the door reluctantly, and nodded honestly.

Mr. Liang asked Su Jin for advice on painting skills, and the two were talking about speculation, but Mr. Zhuang interrupted and reminded him with a smile: "Big brother, it's past five minutes."

"Oh!" Mr. Liang reacted, got up and said apologetically: "I chatted with Mr. Su for a while, but I forgot the time, Mr. Su, Liang has to meet you again next time and say goodbye."

"Farewell!" Su Jin treated each other politely and went out with Yan Qing to see them off.

Zhuang Luo got into the carriage, sat in the carriage for a while, and then lifted the curtain and said, "The child is not leaving, okay?

At the same time, Mr. Liang, who was sitting in the carriage, heard that Luo'er was losing his temper, raised the curtain and said solemnly: "Luo'er can't come nonsense, your sister Qiurong is still waiting for you to visit her in Tianye!"

Yan Qing saw that Zhuang Gongzi also seemed to miss Sister Qiurong in Mr. Liang's mouth, and then looked at Mr. Zhuang, he was distressed by Zhuang Gongzi's expression, but when he heard Qiurong, he suddenly turned into guilt.

Zhuang Luo held the calligraphy and painting and osmanthus cake sent by his wife in his arms, retracted his head into the carriage, and drove in the direction of the city gate.

After they left, Mr. Zhuang didn't stay in the gallery for long, and went to Buzhuang when he had something to do.

Su Jin and Yan Qing sent Mr. Zhuang away, and the two of them returned to the art gallery to entertain the painters, she just sat down to look through the accounts for a while, and saw Mr. Wu, who came to buy paintings the day before yesterday but did not bring silver, and came to buy paintings again, she smiled and closed the account book, walked out of the counter and came forward to quip: "Mr. Wu came to buy paintings, last time my husband accompanied you back to the house, I went for a long time and didn't come back, I was worried for a while, and I thought something happened to you on the road, and I almost went to report the case."

"It's okay! It's okay!" Mr. Wu smiled awkwardly, suddenly looking a little nervous, and didn't want to continue chatting with Mrs. Su's words, but took out the silver from his sleeve pocket and said: "Today, Wu came to buy a painting, but he didn't come with two sleeves and a breeze, he brought silver."

Seeing and hearing Mr. Wu's reaction and statement, Yan Qing felt inexplicable in her heart, she smiled and explained: "Maybe Mr. Wu misunderstood, I don't mean anything else." Mr. Wu, please, I wonder what kind of portrait Mr. Wu wants to buy this time?"

"Last time, I took a fancy to the figure painting of "The One Who Lives Alone", and this time I specially wanted to buy it back!" Mr. Wu put the silver back in his sleeve pocket and followed Mrs. Su to the painting area.

They came to the figure painting area, but saw that the calligraphy and painting of "The One Who Lives Alone" on the case had been sold out, Yan Qing squatted down to unlock the cabinet under the case, and even the spare "The One Who Lived Alone" calligraphy and painting were empty.

She said to Mr. Wu embarrassedly: "Let Mr. Wu smile, I have been busy with other things recently, and I have little time to paint, so the calligraphy and paintings are not enough to sell, you sit down and wait for a while, I will go to the second floor to see if there are still paintings of "The One Who Lives Alone"

"Okay, then there is Mrs. Laosu!" Mr. Wu came to the table and sat down, but there was no Mr. Su in the hall or in the painting area.

Half a moment passed.

Yan Qing came down from the second floor empty-handed, and still said apologetically: "I'm really sorry! I'm afraid I'm going to let Mr. Wu run away in vain today, and there is no stock of "The One Who Lives Alone" in the painting library."

"That's it!" Mr. Wu was obviously a little lost, he didn't have too much spare time to run to the gallery, and he returned empty-handed today, which... , He seemed to have a last resort, and wanted to discuss with Mrs. Su: "Is it okay to look at it this way, if Mr. Su has free time now, can you paint a painting? I specially took the time to come here today, I can't let me run for nothing, right? Otherwise, I will go back, this heart will not be able to put it aside."

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.