"Yes... That's right!" Aunt Li knew that Xiaoqing was thinking about her and Mr. Feng, and her face showed a shy smile that only a young woman has, and she was very grateful, and persuaded Mr. Feng: "Xiaoqing's thoughts, you can accept it."

"This..."Feng Zicheng knew that it was not easy for Xiaoqing and Mr. Su, and there was still a group of children in the private school who were counting on them to feed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing that he was still hesitant, Yan Qing smiled and said, "It turns out that Uncle Feng thinks I am giving less, so I will add two taels of silver to Uncle Feng!" As he spoke, he prepared to get up and get the silver.

"Okay, I'll take this silver!" Feng Zicheng stopped her in time and said: "If you have any orders in the future, as long as Mr. Su and Xiaoqing say a word, I, Feng, will definitely die."

"Where's that!" Yan Qing joked: "I don't have any other instructions, I just hope that Uncle Feng will take care of Aunt Li."

Hearing this, Feng Zicheng glanced at Sister Li, smiled and nodded solemnly.

After they had lunch, they hurriedly cleaned up the table, and the artists came to visit the gallery one after another.

Feng Zicheng entertained the painters, scattered in groups, lest the hospitality be inadequate, he took a few paintings and calligraphy that the painters liked on weekdays, and placed them on the table, and several people sat around the table, talking freely with the painters about painting.

Yan Qing sat at the counter and continued to count the unfinished accounts this morning.

Aunt Li came out of the back hall with a pot of tea, hurriedly added tea to the painters, and then consciously stood aside and looked at Mr. Feng with admiration.

Fang Xinrong didn't come to the gallery for two days, and today she and Zhu Yutong came happily.

As soon as they came in, they saw Uncle Feng and the painters discussing calligraphy and painting, and when they saw Aunt Li focusing on Uncle Feng's appearance, they raised their sleeves to cover their mouths and smiled secretly.

"Sister Yan, we're here!" Fang Xinrong walked to the counter and asked, "Is there anything you want to help with?"

Yan Qing looked up at them and smiled: "You guys are here, just go and have fun, it's not busy now, when you're busy, the time to play is gone."

"That's right!" Fang Xinrong has been helping out in the gallery these days, and she has a deep experience. She smiled at Zhu Yutong and said, "Why don't you go up to the second floor, I'll teach you how to paint!"

"Yes!" Zhu Yutong agreed, anyway, Brother Gong is busy with important things now, and he has no time to take care of her.

"Then you go up first, I still have something to say to Sister Yan, and I'll go upstairs to find you after I finish speaking!" Fang Xinrong said.

"Well!okay!" Zhu Yutong learned about the last Wei Mansion performance from Sister Xinrong, and he didn't have to guess to know what he wanted to say to Sister Yan.

She went up to the second floor first, but she was curious about what Sister Xinrong would teach her to draw?

As soon as the princess left, Xiaoyu also went to help Aunt Li.

Yan Qing smiled and asked Sister Xinrong, "Could it be that there is any good news for me?"

"Good news!" Fang Xinrong's helpless tone continued, and then said apologetically: "Sister Yan, I lost my temper with you in the mansion that night, don't take it to heart!

It turned out to be this matter, Yan Qing smiled and said: "Fool, how can I go to my heart, we have said that we have done a good job, and if we don't act like a talk, how can we get through the tricks!

"Really?" Fang Xinrong felt embarrassed, she smiled and said: "I knew that Sister Yan wouldn't take it to heart, then I would rest assured!

"Let's go!" Yan Qing urged her.

Fang Xinrong went upstairs with his front feet, and Feng Zicheng was there, and the painters had watched the calligraphy and paintings, and they all decided to buy the calligraphy and paintings they liked.

Xiaoyu rushed to help Mrs. Su wrap the calligraphy and paintings, and Yan Qing suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

After a while, several more painters came intermittently in the gallery, all of whom were received by Feng Zicheng one by one.

Idle.

Yan Qing handed over the hall to Xiaoyu and Aunt Li, and she and Uncle Feng went upstairs to paint.

Feng Zicheng sat back in his seat, studied the ink, and began to paint.

Yan Qing walked to Xinrong and Yutong to look at their paintings, and saw that Xinrong's paintings were all kinds of cars.

Fang Xinrong took the painting and explained to Yutong: "Look, this is a bicycle, this is called a bicycle, and this is called a car, and the bus is this, by the way..."

When she talked about the bus, she thought of it and asked Yan Qingdao: "Sister Yan, how did you draw the train you drew last time?"

"Train?" Zhu Yutong saw these cars painted by Sister Xinrong, and they were indeed very interesting to look at, but when she heard the train, she said in surprise: "Pull the car on fire, aren't you afraid of burning the car?"

"Haha!" Fang Xinrong laughed when she heard this: "I thought the same at first, Sister Yan..."

"Oh?" Zhu Yutong seemed to understand, nodded and said: "Although I am still a little confused, but these cars are really interesting! I have never seen a car like this, Sister Yan, how do you know to draw these cars?"

"We've asked this question eight hundred times, so don't ask it!" Fang Xinrong told her.

"Oh!" Zhu Yutong nodded obediently, it was really amazing, she must learn to draw these cars well, and when she returned to the palace, she would also draw them for her father, so that her father would be happy to see them.

Yan Qing looked at their happy appearance, and was also in a good mood, so he said: "Yutong, you learn to draw cars with Xinrong first, and when you all learn, I will teach you to draw the rest."

"Yes!" said the two of them happily in unison.

However, Yan Qing saw that even though Yu Tong was learning to paint, he had just looked at those paintings, and he was very happy on the surface. Actually, this girl seems to have something in her heart? Seeing that she is learning to paint, she is not paying attention, no!

She tried to ask, "Brother Gong, is he okay lately?"

Then, Zhu Yutong frowned, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she put down her pen and said: "Sister Yan, don't mention Brother Gong, he is busy with business all day long, and if he can't see others, he doesn't care, even if he sees it, he doesn't bother to ignore me, if it goes on like this, I'll just go back to the palace tomorrow."

"Alas...?" Fang Xinrong was afraid that the princess would be impulsive if she was angry, and she shouted to go back to the palace on impulse, she hurriedly persuaded: "You can't go back to the palace now, you go back to the palace, what should I do? Wen Jie went to Yuzhou, and he hasn't come back yet!

"Why didn't I think about Brother Gong anymore? He ignored me, you say... What should I do?" asked Zhu Yutong in distress.