Yan Qing didn't understand what he meant, so he couldn't answer directly, so he smiled and asked, "Mr. wants to learn to paint?"

"Oh! no! It's not Zhuang!" Mr. Zhuang explained clearly: "It's Zhuang's dog, he has a high talent for painting, and he invited two masters before, but he didn't want to, neither of them satisfied him, Zhuang looked at the paintings made by those two painters... It's okay! But compared to the paintings and calligraphy in the Hongyantang Art Gallery, it's still far from it."

Yan Qing felt that this Mr. Zhuang was quite pleasant to speak, and she smiled and said: "It turned out to be Ling Gongzi, I don't know how old Ling Gongzi is this year? Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Moreover, painting is a secondary course, not a main course"

"Hmm!" Mr. Zhuang replied thoughtfully, "Dog this year... Fourteen, I don't know what Mrs. Su said about the sub-class, is it voluntary to learn to paint?"

"That's exactly what it means!" Yan Qing smiled.

Mr. Zhuang asked again: "I don't know the age of the dog, can I go to a private school to learn to paint? If it is voluntary, this is no problem, I don't know how the time is arranged?"

Yan Qing could see that Mr. Zhuang really wanted to find a painting master for his child. She smiled and asked Mr. Zhuang to go over there and sit down and talk again.

Aunt Li served tea to Mr. Zhuang.

"Mrs. Su, please speak!" Mr. Zhuang's attitude towards this matter was sincere and eager.

"Mr. Zhuang doesn't have to worry about age, if you sincerely want to learn to paint, it has nothing to do with age! Naturally, you can also enter a private school, as for the question of time, you can do it! It depends on Mr. Zhuang's arrangement!" Yan Qingdao said.

Mr. Zhuang seemed to hesitate, and he asked again, "Can you invite Mr. Su to Fuzhong?"

"No!" Yan Qing refused: "If Mr. Su goes to the mansion, won't the children in the private school be able to learn to paint? Mr. Zhuang, think about it again! The key is that you have to ask Ling Gongzi what he means first, and we will wait for your news at any time."

"Okay then!" Mr. Zhuang is also a good talker, he smiled: "Zhuang will come to the gallery tomorrow, I just saw a painting and calligraphy, Zhuang thinks that the dog should like it very much, and wants to buy it back and give it to the dog, thank you Mrs. Su"

Yan Qing got up with him and said with a smile: "It is also the honor of Hongyantang Art Museum to make Ling Gongzi like calligraphy and painting."

"Hehe! Mrs. Su is humble!" Mr. Zhuang went to get the calligraphy and paintings.

She looked, but it was a painting she had made. After sending Mr. Zhuang away, she took other painters to watch the calligraphy and paintings.

The people of Hongyantang Art Museum went in, took the paintings and came in with curiosity, and they survived the cold period of seeing and resting, and the business became more and more prosperous day by day.

At this time, two middle-aged couples came outside the gallery. Ma Shi raised his head and glanced at the signboard, and said to the old man of her family: "Hongyan Hall... , this should be it."

"Hmm!" Su Yunshan glanced at the art gallery, but didn't see the figure of the virtuous nephew and niece-in-law, and said, "Let's go and have a look first."

"Good!" replied Mars.

When they entered the hall, they saw that the business was very good, but they did not see an acquaintance, and they were about to go to the shopkeeper to ask for clarification.

Xiao Yu added tea to the painter, and saw at a glance that two uncles and aunts had come in at some point, and the uncle was carrying a sack in his hand, and the funny thing was? Why are there several holes in the sack? The aunt was carrying a blue zi, and I don't know what was inside? No matter what it was, looking at this dress, it should look like she was going to buy vegetables, why did she come to the art gallery?

She hurriedly put down the teapot, walked over and said, "Uncle and aunt, you are in the wrong place? This is an art gallery!

Su Yunshan and Ma stopped their steps, glanced at the little girl, and saw that the little girl was delicate, Ma smiled and said, "We know that it is the art gallery, and we are here to find someone, but I don't know if Mr. Su and Xiao Qing are there?"

"Are you looking for Mr. and Mrs. Su?" Xiao Yu looked strange.

"That's right! We received a letter from our nephew that Xiaoqing was pregnant, and we came to visit them!" Ma told the little girl.

"Oh...?I see, you're from Tanglin Village?" Xiao Yu reacted, his face happy.

Ma Shi answered and asked, "Are they not in the gallery today?"

"Mr. Su is indeed not here, but Mrs. Su is here, please sit down for a while, and I will go and call Mrs. Su over!" Xiao Yu served them tea and hurriedly called Mrs. Su.

Yan Qingzheng was chatting with a painter about calligraphy and painting, and she was interested, when suddenly Xiaoyu came to her.

"Mrs. Su, someone is here from Tanglin Village! looking for you and Mr. Su!" Xiao Yu had to interrupt them.

Yan Qing apologized for letting the painter first look at the calligraphy and painting by himself, wondering in her heart that yesterday her husband asked someone to send a letter to her uncle and aunt, and today there will be people in the village?

Ma Shi got up and said: "Xiaoqing, we received a letter from Jin'er yesterday, your uncle was very happy when he heard that you were pregnant, so he had to say that he came to see you today."

Yan Qing found a strong pleasure in Shu embroidery, embroidering flowers and birds is no longer a problem, and he is more and more in love with it. She didn't go to the gallery, she stayed in the room by herself and couldn't take a step, sewed a winter coat for the child, and embroidered patterns in the air.

Half a day at a private school.

Yan Qing got up for lunch and wanted to go to the gallery for a walk.

I happened to bring the calligraphy and paintings made by my husband in the past two days to the gallery. When she entered the hall, she saw that Xinrong and Aunt Li were busy, and there were many painters who watched the calligraphy and painting, because Xiaoyu and Aunt Li didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, and it seemed that there were still not enough people.

Fang Xinrong wrapped the calligraphy and paintings for the painter Mr. Cheng, accepted the silver, and when she sent him away, she saw Sister Yan coming, she walked out of the counter and asked, "Sister Yan, why are you here?"

"It's not like I'm about to give birth now, I'm really staying at home, I'm really idle, anyway, the gallery is now handed over to you, I'll take a hand."

"Oh, that's fine! It's time to relax!" Fang Xinrong just said a few words to Sister Yan, and saw a painter take the calligraphy and painting he liked, and was about to go to the counter to pay the silver. She hurriedly said, "We'll talk later."

"Okay, you go get busy!" Yan Qing said with a smile.

She sent the calligraphy and paintings she brought to the gallery on the second floor, and Uncle Feng and Wen Jie were also busy entertaining the painters and introducing them to calligraphy and painting.

Yan Qing went downstairs, greeted the old acquaintances, came to the painting area, took them to watch the calligraphy and paintings, and saw a gentleman put down the painting and suddenly walked towards her...

"Mrs. Su!" Mr. Painter greeted her, smiled and asked bluntly: "I heard that Su Xie Yuan teaches in a private school, I don't know if I can teach painting this course?"