Chapter 147: An Oil Painting with a Story
When Yang Yuling heard this, she had no intention of eating breakfast, so she got up and began to walk busily in the living room.
Lan Jiajie took advantage of his wife's inattention, leaned over, and said in a low voice, "Look at your mother, you're starting to prepare to clean the house." ”
Lan Wanyu hugged her mobile phone and covered her mouth and smiled, "I don't know her yet!" ”
With her memory, Lan Wanyu dialed Hao Yi's phone, but she didn't expect him to be really free, she said what her family meant, and Hao Yi happily agreed to go to the appointment.
"Lao Lan, what are you still sitting for, don't you change your clothes and go grocery shopping with me!"
Lan Wanyu hung up the phone, and Yang Yuling was already shouting in the living room, as if she was waiting for this matter to be finalized and ready to show her skills.
"Good, good!" Lan Jiajie didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly did so.
Lan Wanyu returned the phone to her father and said to Yang Yuling, who was about to go out, "Mom, my phone was broken yesterday, I'll go out to fix it and come back before lunch." ”
Yang Yuling didn't think about it, and nodded, "Pay attention to the time, don't let us pigeons go." ”
"I know, I know!"
After her parents went out with the vegetable basket, Lan Wanyu also changed into a blue dress and went out with a satchel.
Passing by the intersection where the bodyguards were found yesterday, and seeing their familiar figures again, she waved happily at them and jumped out of the small yard.
asked a few shops that repair mobile phones on the nearby street, and the other party asked her to change the screen, three hundred yuan for repair, although this money is not very expensive for Lan Wanyu now, but she always feels that the other party is suspected of cheating her, her mobile phone screen is obviously good, but she can't see anything, how can it be a problem with some loose lines inside, tell this truth to the other party, the other party will change the word, the boot fee is one hundred, and then come to check where the problem is.
Ho, it's really business-free, Lan Wanyu just can't swallow this breath, she has to find a merchant to repair her mobile phone.
This way to find, unconsciously walked to the city of the district, and finally found a suitable shop in the mobile phone city to repair, the other party gave the diagnosis and she thought almost the same, as long as twenty bags to repair.
There were so many people in the shop who came to repair the phone, and the other party asked her if she could wait, and she nodded.
On the long queue road, Lan Wanyu was really bored, so she slipped outside to go shopping, passing through the backstreets of the mobile phone city, and when she came out, she found that the surrounding scenery was very familiar, and when she looked up, it turned out to be a street away from the Binjiang Mansion.
His heart was beating faster, knowing that Gu Muhan was still abroad, but he wanted to go home to take a look.
She gritted her teeth, suppressed the impulse, and entered the home city not far away.
The furniture city located in the center of the city sells high-end furniture, and even the prices of decorations are amazingly expensive, Lan Wanyu already had plans to leave, but when she saw several particularly favorite carpets and ornaments in the store, she couldn't help but take out Gu Muhan's credit card and swiped the things back.
This purchase did not stop, if you don't buy it, you won't buy it for nothing, anyway, it's his money, and it's his home that is renovated.
While shopping and buying, the merchant saw that she was so generous, and desperately lobbied for the objects she liked, clever tongue, where can Lan Wanyu withstand the seller's flickering, buy, buy, buy, and by the way, also enjoy the taste of being a gold owner for a while.
Write the delivery address to the boss, wait for her to settle the bill, take the elevator to the top floor of the Binjiang Mansion, and the few young men who have come to the door have already put the packed furniture at the door.
"You're so fast, so fast!" Lan Wanyu looked at the cardboard box that was about to fill the entire aisle in disbelief, "Didn't leave anything behind!" ”
"No, no, don't worry, Miss, everything is here!"
Lan Wanyu nodded with satisfaction, "I have to trouble you to help me unpack the carton and take the contents inside." ”
She entered the code to open the door, and stood by the door watching the boys unpack and move things in one by one.
"Miss, do you need us to put these things somewhere? It's better to put it all in the room, if you have already designed something to put it, we can help you, like this carpet, so heavy, you are a woman can hardly carry it. The young man at the head asked thoughtfully.
Glancing at the wide carpet, Lan Wanyu also felt that she couldn't handle it, so she instructed them to place it.
It took Lan Wanyu nearly an hour to change clothes, but the results were still remarkable.
"Thank you!" Lan Wanyu sent the delivery brother away, closed the door, and turned around to look at the new dress in the living room, with a satisfied smile on her face.
Gu Muhan's home, the ceiling itself is much higher, the living room is big, the white furniture looks too big and cold in the living room, she now uses three pieces of coffee, camel and black carpet in the living room, the level of the whole space is much thicker, plus the color can look luxurious and calm, I believe Gu Muhan will not hate it.
In the kitchen, she put a blue and white landscape carpet, the picture is the blue sky and blue sea with blue tiles and white walls of Santorini, a famous scenic spot in Greece.
On the walls, she hung several European paintings, and on the stairs was a painting called "Buren and His One of the Spoils".
The seller told her that the author of the painting was the famous 19th-century French painter Paul Joseph, and that the original painting is now in the collection of the Musée de la Roger in France. The painting is based on the decline of the Roman Empire, when the Gauls invaded the territory of the Roman Empire, slaughtering its inhabitants and plundering gold and silver treasures. One of the tribal chiefs, Bulian, in addition to obtaining some valuable items and the heads of the enemy, also captured several Roman noblewomen.
In the painting, a soldier respectfully opens the gate, while Bryan triumphantly admires the heart-warming trophies.
The most striking thing about the whole painting is naturally the five undressed women in the lower right corner, all of whom are very plump, which is also the scene most described in oil paintings at that time. Some of them were tied back, some were lying horizontally, some were sitting, some were half-kneeling, their faces were terrified, and the dark environment of the room and the heads on the ground added to this atmosphere. Will they be humiliated or will they be put to death? Ironically, the poses of these five women out of fear are quite seductive, and the lines of each pose are quite graceful, so that people do not feel the slightest bit of misery. The seller told her that although this was a painting that was somewhat unacceptable to the Chinese people, it was actually created to appeal to the aesthetic tastes of the upper class. Of course, appreciating a work of art cannot always be evaluated with a narrow and vulgar eye, but must understand the meaning behind the painting.
Lan Wanyu was reasonable, but what really made her buy this painting was because the author was French, and the real painting was placed in France, and she only paid for it because of the word "France".
In fact, until now, she stared at this painting alone, and she couldn't help but be a little shy.
I don't know if Gu Muhan's aesthetics and cultivation will be much higher than her when he sees this painting, don't think that she is a pervert.
Another oil painting she hung in the hallway, the classic "Madonna in the Chair" is also an oil painting.
Madonna is kind and kind, fresh and touching, with beautiful colored banded headscarves, beautifully embroidered shawls, red blouses, blue cloaks and other outfits depicting her image of Italian folk women. She gave birth to two sons, and in the painting, she is holding her chubby younger son who can't walk, her eyes are gentle and beautiful, and she exudes the brilliance of motherhood.
The more Lan Wanyu looked at the doll, the more she liked it, and reached out to caress his face, a layer of shame appeared on her cheeks.
Mother's face suddenly flashed in her mind, oh no, she forgot the time!
Hurriedly closed the door and went downstairs, rushed to the mobile phone store, the boss actually said that it was not her turn yet, let her come back in the afternoon to pick it up, Lan Wanyu couldn't wait any longer, and hurriedly took a taxi home.
The moment I rushed into the house, my mother was still busy in the kitchen, and the living room was empty.
Lan Wanyu breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the house and simply tidied up her appearance, and looked for her father all over the house.
This book was first published in Reading Rim