Yan Qingxiao faced the sneering faces in front of her, and saw that the young man in the hall was also watching the excitement, she smiled and beckoned to him: "Come here."

The young man looked around stupidly, and made sure that the girl was calling him over, so he hesitantly walked up to Yan Qing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's your name?" Yan Qing asked.

"Forty-nine!" replied the young man.

"Okay, Sijiu!" In front of everyone, Yan Qing brought Sijiu to Su Jin and sat down, and saw that Su Jin's face looked a little gloomy, as if he had been trying his best to endure the criticism.

"Husband!" she understood what he was thinking, smiled and held his hand and said softly, "I'm fine"

"Hmm!" Su Jin glanced at her, nodded, and then dipped his pen in ink and prepared to paint Sijiu.

Sijiu sat on the pear wood stool and felt very unstable, he looked at Mr. Su with a nervous expression, and saw that Mr. Su had begun to paint him, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Relax... Relax, breathe deeply, and exhale slowly through your nose!" Yan Qing's arms rose and fell, personally demonstrating and guiding him.

Looking at Sijiu's appearance, he knew that he couldn't control the tension in his heart, and this reaction was normal, and it was not uncommon for her to take photos and wedding photos for people before.

"Listen to me!" Yan Qing looked at Sijiu's tense face, and continued to instruct him: "The left hand is close to the position of the stomach, the right hand is backward, the right shoulder is slightly down, the head is slightly tilted to the left, the eyes are looking at the first word on the signboard, the corners of the mouth are raised, and smile!"

Under normal circumstances, the body and facial expressions are guided to this part, and only the camera in her hand can be heard "click", and a photo action is successfully shot.

But looking at the speed of her husband's painting, she saw that the lines of the head had just been drawn on the white paper.

"This..." she saw Sijiu swaying her body from side to side, obviously a stalemate for a long time, she would feel sore and uncomfortable.

"I won't draw anymore!" Sijiu got up irritably, ran back to the restaurant and hid.

"Haha!" The crowd burst into laughter, and then they went their own ways of doing their job.

Yan Qing saw that the people who ate melons dispersed, and the original self-confidence in his heart was suddenly like a deflated ball, full of guilt for his husband.

Su Jin looked at her figure, walked to her side, took her into his arms and said, "Let's go home"

"Husband!" Yan Qing hugged him, the vacant part of his heart just now, and now he felt that the peace of mind in his husband's arms was just filled.

The two packed up the four treasures of the study and the signboard they brought, and returned the tables and stools to the hall before returning to Tanglin Village.

It was not half an hour before I got home, and it was completely dark outside.

Yan Qing didn't have much appetite and boiled two bowls of porridge for Su Jin.

As for the matter of setting up a painting stall in Lan'an County today, no one has talked about it again.

It's night.

Yan Qing lay on the bed and tossed and turned, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of pictures of the scene that happened at the painting stall.

"It's too much to deceive people!" she jumped up and said indignantly, thinking that she was a highly educated modern older female youth in the 21st century, how could she easily admit defeat in front of the ancients who were thousands of years behind in thinking, it seemed that it would be impossible not to play some routines with them.

Yan Qing thought about it, hurriedly got out of bed and hugged the quilt, and walked to Su Jin's study.

There was still a faint candlelight in the study, and she knocked lightly on the door and asked, "Husband, have you slept?"

Su Jin heard the knock on the door, put down the book in confusion, got up to open the door, but saw the lady holding the mattress in front of him, he asked, "Does the lady have something on her mind?"

"Mmmm!" Yan Qing nodded, entered his study, and after the quilt was laid on the bed, he hurriedly nestled into the quilt and said to him with a smile: "Husband, it's late at night, don't read the book, you come here, I have something to talk to you"

"Okay!" Su Jin took off his usual clothes and sat down beside Yan Qing, since he got married, he had never shared a bed with his mother.

"I don't know what the lady is going to talk to?" he asked.

Yan Qingtou leaned on his shoulder, put his hands on his arm in the quilt and replied, "I haven't asked my husband yet, what do you think of today's events?"

As soon as Su Jin heard the lady talk about this incident, she thought of the scene that happened on the street today, and her face sank again: "The lady doesn't have to mention this matter again, and she doesn't have to worry about the poverty of the family, she can paint a few more landscape paintings to earn money to support the family, and wait until August, after the husband participates in the township test, you will have enough time to accompany the lady to do something you like."

"Township examination?" Yan Qing didn't know much about the imperial examination system of the ancients, which reminded her that her husband missed the time to save the stupid girl's father on the way to the last township examination, and she asked: "Does the husband have confidence in the township examination in August?"

"After years of hard reading, you will naturally be determined!" he said in a tough tone.

I don't know why, Yan Qing listened, feeling sweet in her heart, she leaned closer to Su Jin's side, trying to make her feel more at ease, she said: "I don't know if my husband can give me another chance, I want to try again tomorrow, if the same thing happens tomorrow, I promise that I will never mention this matter again in the future."

Su Jin looked at her, and when he saw that the lady showed conviction on her delicate face, he paused and took her into his arms and said: "I, Su Jin, have always ignored the guidance of others, but how can I let the lady suffer this criticism again."

"As long as you're by my side, I don't care about anything!" Yan Qing said sweetly, she didn't hear her husband speak, and then asked: "I don't know if the next time I meet someone like Sijiu, can my husband remember his movements and draw his posture?"

"You know! The landscape paintings you paint can only be sold to calligraphy and painting shops, if you set up a stall to sell landscapes, flowers and birds paintings, ordinary people will not buy them, they spend money to buy them and they can't eat them at home, but if you spend some money to go home with your own portrait, it will be different."

"Hmm!" Su Jin felt that what the lady said was reasonable, and he said: "Before painting, the husband needs to understand the bone structure of their faces, if you know these clearly, you will have your own image in your heart, not only is it easy to write accurately, but it will also speed up a lot of drawing."

"That's great!" Yan Qing praised happily: "It's still a good husband."

Su Jin smiled, got out of bed and blew out the candles, and the two hugged each other and slept well.

On the second day, when Yan Qing got up early in the morning and went to the stream to wash clothes, several good women and mothers-in-law asked her, where did she and Su Xiucai go yesterday? Why didn't they see them for a day?

Yan Qing was too lazy to deal with them, but since he was asked, hiding it made people suspicious, so he found something to prevaricate at random.

After washing the clothes and returning home, the two had breakfast.

Su Jin took the signboard and went to Lan'an County with Yan Qing again.