At the same time, in Wei'an City, on the day of the Spring Festival, the sound of firecrackers was permeated from morning to night, and the strong flavor of the New Year also dispersed with the sound of "crackling".

Guardforce's diverse nature, whether it is in the inner city or temporarily living in the outer city, and the number of refugees is still increasing, has lived an extremely "reassuring" year. Although most of the refugees in the outer cities were ragged and charred, the daily supply was the worst black flour and millet rice.

But they have a place to live, and they can eat enough, the mother-in-law with the cubs, the sergeant who shares the food will take care of an extra spoonful of vegetable porridge, and there are a large number of sergeants patrolling every day, and there are strong and heavy walls that are enough to surround them, blocking the bandits and fierce barbarians in troubled times, but I am afraid that their hometown before exile has never been so at ease.

Looking at the large tract of land within the city walls, which was enough for them to cultivate, at that moment, in addition to the gratitude for the security guards, there was also an endless desire for land, and many people had made up their minds to settle down here, even if they were enrolled in the military.

The people are living a good life, and the small mansion in the north of the city that was bought by the garrison is even more like a paradise.

The small yard was cleaned by the first month and Ruizhu, the sheepfold built by Xie Shoubei himself, the top was also inlaid with tiles, not only is it not rough, but it is more like a small house, the three sheep in it are comfortably served by the first month, one of them is pregnant with a lamb cub when it is sent, two days ago there is a pair of little lambs, which are enclosed under the belly by the ewes, and they are dressed in white milk hair, which is really cute and tight.

The sheep is delivered by hand in the first month, these days she is like looking at the eyeballs like taking care of it, Xiao Fuyin loves Xiao Yangyang the most, every morning when he comes, he sees a big and a small two, squatting in the sheep house to look inside.

The academy stopped classes, and the five-year-old Xiao Fuyin was sent here, and it seemed that Xie Chengzu instructed him to give Tan Wanqing for education than to send him to the academy. After all, the daughter of a scholar is not proficient in poetry and songs, and she is by no means comparable to an ordinary private school master. And the amazing Danqing technique, I am afraid that it has been hidden in the boudoir for many years and has never been revealed, otherwise in the capital, it will never be nameless.

Tan Wanqing likes children, and she doesn't like children to make trouble, and she is no better than Xie Chengzu to Xie Fuyin, and she does have a trace of guilt in her heart, although the child's mental retardation may not be the trouble caused by the whip at the beginning, but she also knows that in the cold winter, the pregnant woman was scared to kneel on the ground, and was thrown on the spot by a whip.

So to be blessed, after all, it is different from other children, but also very patient, even if it is lazy and lazy to get up on three poles a day, it will also teach him two hours of calligraphy and painting, although her words are not as good as painting, after all, painting is proficient for many years, but calligraphy and painting are compatible, and have been practiced in Tanfu for many years, although often Tan Chengji Taoist words are more than lacking in the beauty of the sharp bones, but she is not a man with iron bones, and it is necessary to write a word with a sharp sword.

Her words blend with the ancient and modern into their own school, the pen on the contrary of the current sharp sharp, quite sleek and soft, lovely in the ointment, there is a period of time out of the words, female students compete to imitate, and some people will treasure her words and collect, that is, now, there are many famous ladies love and copy, in order to learn ten of the charm of three or four.

Nowadays, I have a spare skill, and it is not a waste to be a master, and it is more than enough to teach a child.

In the warm room, the four corners of the curtain are raised with tassels, and the incense cakes are burned in the white jade incense burner next to it, and the quiet fragrance fills the whole room.

The beauty collapsed before filling in a small pear bookcase, the bookcase is paved with a layer of tiger striped animal skin, the case is covered with several famous words and painting books, and counts two stone inkstones, one jade inkstone, all kinds of pen holders, because Tan Wanqing is good at painting, the painting needs to constantly adjust the various color pens, or slender, or thick, or flat or round, all are customized, in a few pen holders such as woods.

It was originally regarded as a baby, but now it is used at will by the five-year-old boy before the case.

There is a coffee table in front of the beauty, on which are placed the utensils for making tea, a long-necked fine porcelain Guanyin bottle, inserted in the bottle, with a few plum branches with Zhengyan, and under the plum branches there are two plates of children's halva snacks, and the woman's favorite pastries, as well as a small plate of fried fragrant pumpkin seeds, but Tan Wanqing doesn't like that, it is easy to swallow into melon seed teeth, and it has become the favorite of New Year's Moon and Ruizhu.

The first month walked in with the goat's milk that was still warm after the fishy smell on the stove, the three goats used to produce milk, but now there are only two left, Tan Wanqing can't drink it alone, so the first month Ruizhu also drank it.

Since Fuyin came over, she also let him use some, Fuyin drank so much that the corners of his mouth were white, it turned out that he had not been weaned until now, it was estimated that he was weak, and there was still a nurse over there.

The first month has come for more than a month, the face of the goat's milk is much more moist, plus the daily food is good, follow the eating lady to eat, not only the exquisite dishes every day, the white flour rice can not be eaten, that is, the meat is constantly every day, occasionally eat a nest, which is sandwiched with pork or bacon, now not only the face of the yellow is much better-looking, the skin is also tender, the height is also higher, and the yellow hair has a shiny.

As soon as she came in like this, Tan Wanqing took a look, and felt that she was gone, and the little girl in front of her had grown her face, and she was still a little beauty.

Zhengyue didn't know what her master was thinking, she carefully hoped to put the milk on the Fuyin table, Fuyin was holding the pen in her hand, focusing on the painting under the pen, although she couldn't see what this messy line was drawing, but the young lady looked at it seriously, she also looked at it again, but unfortunately except for a black cloud, she still couldn't see anything famous, and Fuyin's posture with a pen, where it looked like painting, but with a sword on the paper rampage, there was a lot of ink on the case.

In her opinion, the waste is tight, paper and ink are very expensive, when she used to live in Zhuangzi, there were a few families who saved clothes and diets to send their children to private schools, but they couldn't afford to spend pen and ink.

She quietly glanced at her master, and saw that she didn't care, and with the five-year-old boy tossing, not only did she not say anything to stop it, but she also picked up the painting that the child had "ruined" and "looked carefully."

In the eyes of the first month, Tan Wanqing was lying on the beauty couch, her legs were covered with brocade quilts, her fingers carved like jade were holding the porcelain arms soaked in dried flowers, and she was holding the graffiti of the five-year-old child on the case, which was really amazing.

She doesn't know what to paint, but when she is smudged with jade peach lips in front of her, and when she lowers her eyes slightly, the whole person seems to be lying in the painting.

Rui Zhu was making tea on the side, muttering in her mouth: "This snow water is too astringent, and the tea is not good, if it weren't for the fact that Miss said that she had eaten too much meat recently, she would be tired of panic...... How can you enter the entrance? ”

Tan Wanqing thinks it's very good, people can distinguish their identities, and understand that at this time and time, it is excellent that she can drink such tea leisurely now, otherwise she can't get along with herself, her mood, and the past.

Zhengyue knew that this was the tea made from the plum blossom snow that Ruizhu swept in the morning, she smelled it still very fragrant, she really didn't know how to use good water, she had to trouble getting snow, and she couldn't see where it was astringent, and thought she thought that the snow water was not good, so she took the initiative to say: "Then it's better for me to go and get some well water." ”

Rui Zhu's eyes widened and Qing looked at Zhengyue: "Well water? The well water is heavy water, and the taste is hard and heavy, how can you make tea? Even dew is better than well water. After speaking, he snorted again: "You don't understand, the water that our young lady used to cook tea used to get the cleanest plum pine snow water on the top of Qianhe Mountain in Beijing, and the tea brewed by the snow is the real best, a small one is full of tea fragrance, and the boiled tea entrance is also the most smooth and sweet, with a deep charm."

A little less is the first plum blossom snow after the snow of ordinary people, but the place where people live is stained with dust, and the water is a little worse......"

Ruizhu wanted to take some plum blossom snow, but in this barbarian land, there were few families to plant plum trees, and finally had no choice but to reluctantly take the middle layer of the eaves on the high place clean, who knew that the difference was so much, but here, it is better than well water.

The first month is thirteen years old, never knew that water is so exquisite, in her opinion it is excellent to be full of food and clothing, and then look at so many extravagant furnishings in the house, the dresser box is also full of jewelry, most of which have not been worn, just put there, thinking of their own family, and people who fled together in the city, they can't eat enough, and when they are thirsty, they can't even drink hot water, they just feel a little uncomfortable, and they don't reply to their mouths, and stand next with their heads down.

Tan Wan Puritanism Fuyin is freewheeling, never reprimanding or harsh him, it must be this and that, for her, Fuyin is a special child, although he is a little self-suolated in a certain aspect, but life is like this, God closed a door for you, but opened a window for you.

His sluggishness in the five senses is all compensated for in the scribble, no matter what he paints, that concentration, even after calling a few times behind his back, he is completely immersed in his own world, and the pen is his world, he can put all his unreleased emotions into the painting, into his world.

Children also have emotions, yes, children's emotions are purer and more direct, she picked up the paper that had been inked and looked at it seriously, Ruizhu couldn't understand it, and Zhengyue also understood it, but she could understand it.

She was also called a "little genius", she has a natural sensitivity to color and lines, and can feel the inner world of the painter, his emotions, his preferences, and even his personality from the irregular colors and shapes.

As a person who used to make a living from painting, how can she do it without some talent, but she knows that her delicate talent also limits her development, although she is given time, she will definitely have a place in the painting world, but she knows that she is missing an important thing after all, which is the limit of her ability, and she can't achieve it.

And she seemed to find the rudiments of such a thing from the paper in her hand, from the lines of those "scribbles", so she carefully hoped for enlightenment, encouragement more than correction, and let his imagination fill one paper after another, using dark colors to paint the world he liked.

Her patience is surprisingly good, even if she holds the pen in a posture like holding a stick, she only says "there is no definite way to hold the pen" is comfortable, and only occasionally draws a small thing when he is looking, and the reason why a genius is a genius is that he notices that small place and uses it inadvertently.

Tan Wan's puritanism is not deliberate, and what he learns is not deliberate, but it achieves better results.

Although Xie Fuyin is only five years old, he is very sensitive because of his autism, who is good to him and who has malicious intentions, he knows that he used to go to the school and always held on to the bedpost and refused, and every time he had to hold Xie Chengzu under his arm, and because of this, he was not close to Xie Chengzu.

On the contrary, he came to Tan Wanqing, dressed early every day, and even Xie Chengzu sent him slower, and he would run to the door and wait anxiously, because when he arrived at Xiangxiang's place, no one forced him to speak, no one scolded him, and no one forced him, not only delicious food, but also a magical case, a lot of pens, a lot of black, he could stay there for a day, he could make his body all black, and he didn't worry about the cold eyes of others, he also saw that his paintings were not thrown away, but were sorted out by a beautiful aunt, Place in a small, boxy box and close the lid.

Although he didn't know what that joy was, he liked it, he liked the fragrance there, he liked the darkness there, and he liked his aunt there.