Chapter 32 Painting

Yuan Anping cut a lot of fat meat down, more than ten catties, although he doesn't like to eat fatty meat, but the people here like it. I wrapped it in straw paper, put it in a basket, took another chicken, put some snacks in it, and carried it to Grandma's house.

Grandma's family lives in the east of the village, very close to the entrance of the village, so it is quite far away from Yuan Anping's house. He carried his things, and met many people all the way through the village, and everyone said hello, and someone asked him where he was going, and when he heard that he was going to his grandmother's house, he did not stop him from talking.

When Yuan Anping came to the door of the grandmother, he saw Yuan Fuyuan writing with a small wooden stick in front of the door. When he looked up and saw that it was him, he immediately ran to him happily, "Brother Anping, are you here at my house?" ”

Yuan Anping smiled and said, "Yes, are everyone at home?" ”

Yuan Fuyuan walked beside him and answered in detail where the family went, "My uncle and two elder brothers went to Uncle Zhang's house to help repair the house, and everyone else was at home." ”

Yuan Anping took a quick pastry from the basket and gave it to him, "Take it and eat it." ”

Yuan Fuyuan shook his head, "Let's go in first, I'll eat later." ”

Yuan Anping didn't persuade him anymore, put the pastries in the basket, and went into the courtyard together.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Yuan Xiaoshan weaving baskets in the yard, while the eldest grandmother, granddaughter-in-law and two daughters-in-law were embroidering. Yuan Anping knew that they were weaving baskets and embroidering flowers in exchange for money.

Yuan Anping greeted several people, handed the basket to Yuan Qiu's daughter-in-law, and he had to call his sister-in-law Fang, and then sat next to the eldest grandmother and talked to him: "I don't go out much on weekdays, but I have time today, come and see you." ”

Zhang smiled and said, "I have a heart." You have to teach so many children to read and write on weekdays, it must be a lot of effort, and your grandmother will read your good if you don't come. ”

Yuan Anping smiled and said, "Grandma's words have tormented me. I'm here to eat. ”

Xiao Zhang smiled on the side: "Anping comes, take care of the food at any time." ”

Zhang also smiled and said, "Your aunt is right. ”

Yuan Anping smiled and asked, "Uncle, what are you embroidering?" ”

Xiao Zhang raised his hand to let him see, "Mandarin duck quilt noodles, a set of happy quilts." The show work that you took from Caiyunfang with your aunt. ”

Yuan Anping sincerely praised: "Your mandarin duck embroidery is beautiful, it looks very aura, as if it is alive." The thrush embroidered by the aunt is also beautiful. ”

Han Qingmi said with a smile: "It's not as good as my sister-in-law's embroidery." ”

Xiao Zhang listened and said, "You will make me happy." ”

Yuan Anping immediately said that he was sincerely complimenting. Xiao Zhang's embroidery skills are really good, and the mandarin duck embroidery is also beautiful, "I am telling the truth, and I want you to help embroider a money bag." ”

Xiao Zhang listened and agreed: "What's wrong with that." ”

Yuan Anping felt that this embroidery looked really good, so he said: "Okay, tomorrow I will ask Fuyuan to send you cloth, and by the way, I will draw the pattern to you." "He doesn't know how to draw landscapes, flowers and birds, but he can draw some comic cartoons. However, there is no paint at home, so I can only draw a black and white puppy.

Xiao Zhang smiled and said, "What are you waiting for tomorrow, just let him bring it back when Fuyuan gets out of school in the afternoon." ”

Yuan Anping thought it was okay, so he nodded in response. When Yuan Dashan and his two sons Yuan Qiu and Yuan Dong came back, there was another round of greetings. They had a meal together at noon, and Yuan Anping said goodbye after the meal. Because Yuan Anping wanted to teach children to learn words, he didn't force him to stay.

Yuan Fuyuan accompanied Yuan Anping to go home, the child was tiger-headed, with a smile with some naivety, very cute.

Yuan Fuyuan held his head high and said to Yuan Anping: "Brother Anping, my father said that he would buy me a pen next time he went to the market, and you can teach me to write when the time comes." ”

Yuan Anping agreed, "Okay, but you have to remember that if you learn, you have to work hard and practice hard." In the future, if you can write well, you can also get a job in the city and let your parents live a good life. ”

Yuan Fuyuan nodded vigorously, "Hmm! Let's have a good life for the whole family! ”

Yuan Anping touched his head, "Ambition!" ”

When the two came to the gate of the courtyard, there were already many children waiting there, and they gathered together in groups to talk, and when they saw Yuan Anping coming back, they immediately came to the gate of the courtyard and waited for Yuan Anping to open the door.

Yuan Anping opened the door and let them into the house, as usual, first memorized what they had learned before. And he took the opportunity to take a break, and by the way, he conducted surprise inspections on the children who were endorsing at various points in time. He is not committed to making them hurt, but to make them feel a sense of shame, which is a punishment for not doing well.

After teaching the eight new characters and letting the students practice, Yuan Anping went to cut a piece of sky-blue cloth and then tried to draw a puppy on paper with a brush. Compared with the appearance of the inkstone, I drew a picture of lying on the ground and being very aggrieved. I tried several times to draw it.,And then I drew a picture of squatting on the ground and tilting my head to sell cute.。 He looked at it and was satisfied. The money bag has two sides, one on exactly one side. When the child got out of school, Yuan Anping gave the things to Yuan Fuyuan.

A group of children walked out of Yuan Anping's yard, and Li Zi saw Yuan Anping give Yuan Fuyuan something with a few sharp eyes.

Li Zi, "Fuyuan, what did Brother Anping give you?" ”

Yuan Fuyuan lit up the things he was holding in his hand, "Cloth and painting." Brother Anping asked my aunt to help make a money bag. ”

Li Dongfeng stretched out his hand, "I'll take a look at the painting." ”

Yuan Fuyuan handed him the rolled paper, "Be careful, don't break it." ”

Li Dongfeng took it and said as he unfolded it, "Don't worry." "Fat dun, Dahe, a few of their little heads have come over.

Fat Dun couldn't help but point to it and said, "This is an inkstone, it's a real image." ”

Yuan Dahe couldn't help but nod, "It's true." The inkstone looked like it was about to cry. ”

Several children nodded in agreement, and Li Dongfeng opened another one, "This inkstone is happy." ”

"Brother Anping's painting is really beautiful."

Fat Dun looked at Nian and said, "I also want Brother Anping to draw one for me, and I'll go home and get the paper." After saying that, he ran away.

Li Dongfeng changed the painting to Yuan Fuyuan, "I'll also go home and get the paper." ”

The children who didn't buy rice paper at home could only look at it with envy, Yuan Fuyuan took two paintings and went home happily all the way.

This fat dun is the closest to Yuan Anping's house, he ran all the way home, saw his mother sweeping the floor in the yard, and hurriedly shouted: "Mother, where is the paper that my father bought for me?" Cut one for me, and I'll ask Brother Anping to draw a picture for me. ”

Cai Xiaohua listened to her son's screams and stopped what she was doing, "What painting?" Don't waste paper. ”

Fat Dun listened and quickly explained: "I asked Brother Anping to paint for me, not myself." Brother Anping is very good at drawing, so I'll ask him to help me draw one. Mother, you cut paper for me, I have to get ahead of others, let Brother Anping help me draw first. ”

Cai Xiaohua understood her son's words, got up and went to the house to get a piece of paper, which was only half the size of an A4 paper. Fat Dun was unhappy at first glance, "Mother, you are too stingy, make such a small one." ”

Cai Xiaohua smiled and said: "Don't be dissatisfied, this paper is one less than one." If you don't want me, I'll put it back for you, just save it. ”

Fat Dun hurriedly snatched it over, "It's better than nothing." With that, he turned and ran.

Because he made an appointment with Huo Xiaohan to eat dumplings, Yuan Anping was washing cabbage, and when he saw Fat Dun running back with an excited face, he still held a piece of paper in his hand, and rushed to his house and shouted: "Brother Anping, you can also draw a picture for me." ”

Yuan Anping washed his hands, took the paper in his hand, and knocked on the little fat pier, "I'll draw you." ”

Fat Dun pointed at himself, "Draw me? Then he nodded excitedly, "Okay, good, draw me!" ”

Yuan Anping took out the four treasures of the study again, "You help me study the ink, and I washed the cabbage by the way." Then after teaching Fat Dun how to study ink, he went to work on himself.

After a while, a few more children came, all big and small, with pieces of paper. Yuan Anping looked at it, okay, seven children, if he wants to help with the painting, then he doesn't have to chop up. Fortunately, Li Zi and Li Dongfeng were very clever, and seeing that Yuan Anping was busy, they immediately took over the work in his hands.

Yuan Anping told them, "You can help me chop it well, chop it finely, I will use it at night." ”

In order to draw, several children said that they would take turns to help with the chopping.

Yuan Anping pulled out and took out the fat dun's paper first. I tried to draw on the straw paper, and I felt that it was still there, so I started drawing. Horizontally on a piece of paper, it didn't take long for three little fat piers to jump on the paper. A fat dun with small breasts and hands behind his back to recite a book, a pouting and unhappy chubby dun, and a chubby dun holding his stomach and smiling and bending over. Several children came up and said one after another, it really seems.

Fat Dun looked at it and grinned, if he hadn't waited for Mo to dry, he would have picked it up and run home to show off to his mother.

When it was Li Zi's turn, he didn't let Yuan Anping draw himself, but let him draw his grandfather.

Yuan Anping's painting was serious, and time passed unconsciously. Huo Xiaohan entered the courtyard and saw that he was painting, he stood from a distance and watched, feeling that Yuan Anping, who was splashing ink, was very different from the past.

After Yuan Anping sent the last child away, he looked up and saw Huo Xiaohan standing in the yard, "Why are you standing in the yard?" Come inside. ”

Huo Xiaohan lifted the firewood, "I'll send the firewood to the backyard first." ”

Yuan Anping walked out, "I'll come, I'm almost awake when the noodles are reconciled." The dumpling filling is chopped and placed on the table, and you look at the seasoning. ”

Because they got along for several days, Huo Xiaohan was no longer as polite as before, and after hearing Yuan Anping's arrangement, he went into the house to work.

When Yuan Anping put the firewood and entered the house, he saw Huo Xiaohan putting seasonings in the dumpling filling. He picked up the pen and paper, looked at Huo Xiaohan, who was working seriously, and drew on the paper.

Huo Xiaohan was mixing dumpling filling, listening to no movement behind him, he turned his head to look over with some curiosity, "Brother Anping, what are you painting?" ”

Yuan Anping looked up and smiled at him, "Draw you." He dipped his pen in some ink and said, "I helped the child draw a few pictures today, and I will help you draw one." ”

Huo Xiaohan happily ran over to look, but he hadn't finished painting yet, and he couldn't see all of his face.

Yuan Anping smiled and said, "You go and get busy first, and call you when the painting is finished." ”

Although Huo Xiaohan wanted to watch from the sidelines, he still went to work obediently. When he kneaded the dough and began to roll the dumpling skin, Yuan Anping took a small piece of paper to show him, and the time was limited, so he drew relatively small.

Huo Xiaohan took it, and the painting showed him sitting on a stool holding his chin in a daze. The painting in Huo Xiaohan's hand: "Like me?" ”

Yuan Anping nodded, "Like." "He is all realistic in his paintings, and his pursuit is to be like a character, and it would be better if he could draw like a photo. As for whether art is art or not, he doesn't care.

Huo Xiaohan liked it very much, and after looking at it a few more times, he put the painting on the table first, and when the ink was dry, he had to put it away carefully.

Yuan Anping was happy to see him, "Teach me how to make dumplings." ”

Huo Xiaohan said happily: "Okay." ”