After Xia Xue drank the butter tea, she left the living room and walked outside the house.

On the left side of the main house, there is a low log cabin, which is divided into two connected outer chambers, the outer chamber with a stove for making a fire and boiling water, and the inner chamber for bathing.

Uncle Chen was chopping firewood outside the house, and Chen's mother was lighting a fire in front of the stove to add firewood, Xia Xue first said hello to Uncle Chen, who was chopping firewood, and then walked into the cabin.

When Mother Chen saw Xia Xue come in, her face showed surprise, and she quickly got up from the ground and said to Xia Xue kindly: "Miss Xia, it's dirty and smoked here, you better go back to the living room and stay." ”

"It's okay," Xia Xuewan smiled: "I'm not a daughter, so I don't pay so much attention to it." ”

When Chen's mother heard Xia Xue say this, she was embarrassed to drive her away, so she had to squat down again and add firewood to the stove.

Xia Xue squatted down opposite Chen's mother, her white and tender little hands were on the firewood and prepared to add firewood to the stove with Chen's mother, Chen's mother immediately looked at her nervously: "Miss Xia, you better rest, I'll just add it, there are some tiny thorns on the surface of these firewood, your skin is so delicate, it will cut." ”

Xia Xue ignored Chen's mother's persuasion, insisted on putting the firewood in the stove, and said to Chen's mother while pushing other firewood: "Chen's mother, I'm not as weak as you think, you really don't have to worry about me." ”

Chen's mother thought to herself, this child is real. She tidied up the firewood that Xia Xue had just put in a little, rearranged it, and said to Xia Xue while tidying it up: "Firewood and firewood should overlap each other, so that the stove is ventilated and breathable, so that the firewood is easy to burn." ”

Xia Xue suddenly realized: "So that's the case." ”

On the question of how to make the firewood burn more vigorously, Chen's mother taught Xia Xue some other skills, Xia Xue learned and operated at the same time, and she also learned very well, and Chen's mother was full of praise.

Xia Xue asked Chen's mother: "Chen's mother, have you and Uncle Chen been guarding this house here all along?" ”

Chen's mother, who is charitable, said with a smile: "This house was bought by Mr. Ao from someone else at a high price when he came here to visit five years ago. He sent us here to stay and paid us a high salary every year. If it weren't for him, my two sons wouldn't have been able to go to college. ”

Xia Xue knew that President Ao Da was a very generous person, and it was not surprising that he made Uncle Chen and Mother Chen have enough food and clothing. What really puzzled her was when he bought the room five years ago. She asked Chen's mother curtly, "Has he brought other women here?" ”

If he and his ex-girlfriend had been here, she would have hated him to death.

Mother Chen looked at Xia Xue, who looked a little nervous, and her heart was naturally like a mirror, and she smiled and said, "Miss Xia, you are the first woman to come here with Mr. Ao." ”

The first one? The tension on Xia Xue's face was a little relaxed, but she was still skeptical: "He didn't bring his ex-girlfriend here?" ”

"No," Chen's mother explained slowly, "Mr. Ao comes here every summer and winter for vacation, except this time, he used to come by himself, staying for three or five days at a time, and then driving away." ”

Looking at Chen's mother's simple eyes, the suspicion in Xia Xue's heart slowly faded like a tide, and was replaced by a faint curiosity: "How could he come alone?" ”

Chen's mother replied while adding firewood to the stove: "Every time Mr. Ao came over before, I found that his face was solemn and his mood did not seem to be particularly good. He probably came here to relax because he encountered something annoying. ”

He's in a bad mood and comes here alone to relax? Xia Xue couldn't help but imagine in her mind what he would do when he came here to adjust his mentality.

Just as she was falling into her imagination, Chen's mother suddenly said gently: "Miss Xia, the water is ready, you can go and get your clothes and come over to take a bath." ”

When she walked to the living room of the main house, Xia Xue subconsciously looked for Ao Tianji, but she searched the entire living room, but she didn't find him in the living room. When her eyes caught a glimpse of the wooden staircase that winded up from the middle of the living room to the second floor, she remembered what Uncle Chen had just said that the room had been cleaned.

Ao Tianji may be on it. With that in mind, she had taken a step towards the staircase, spotless, clean enough to reflect the figure.

When she appeared at the staircase on the second floor, she saw an empty corridor stretching underneath her feet. There were rooms on both sides of the staircase, and she whispered his name as she walked to the right: "Ao Tianji, where are you?" ”

The doors of every room are hidden. She didn't dare to push it away.

There was no response from the first call, and she continued to shout the second one: "Ao Tianji, are you there?" ”

The second one still didn't respond, and she continued to shout the third one. When the third shout ended, she heard a familiar voice coming from the left side of the staircase, behind her: "Xia Xue, I'm here." ”

Hearing his voice, Xia Xue suddenly turned around, only to see that he was not far from her, looking at her with a smile on his face, he called her softly: "Come here." ”

Xia Xue blinked, then walked over to him.

Ao Tianji hugged her and walked into the room he had just walked out of it.

After entering the room, Xia Xue saw a small area, antique decoration and furnishings, there was a bed in the center of the room, the sheets and sheets were blue flowers, and there were large potted plants of rich bamboo by the window, which were divided into wild green, which made the antique room more vibrant.

Xia Xue walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and when she looked at the room again, she accidentally saw a picture album on the dresser next to the bed, she didn't do it first, but asked Ao Tianji: "Can I take it and take a look?" ”

Ao Tianji sat next to her, personally took the album and handed it to Xia Xue: "The sketches in it are all drawn by me." ”

Xia Xue looked surprised: "You still know how to paint?" ”

He smiled: "Open it and take a look." ”

Xia Xue opened the album, and the first sketch that caught her eye was a heron standing on a tree branch, looking up into the distance, its eyes lonely and empty. The second is a little boy building a snowman on the snow with a smile brighter than the sun. The third is a peasant woman watering vegetables in a vegetable field. The fourth is the moon season in full bloom. The fifth is a family photo, the old people on the family photo are Uncle Chen and Chen's mother, and the two men standing on either side of them should be their sons......

Some of these paintings have been yellowed on rice paper, indicating that these sketches have a certain history. Whether it is the outline of the lines or the portrayal of feelings, it is difficult to find traces of flaws. Undoubtedly, these paintings are good paintings.

When she flipped to the middle of the album, she noticed that his style of painting had suddenly changed from soft and beautiful at the beginning to obvious rigidity and fierceness. She didn't dare to say that it was a master's work, but she had a strong personal style that could not be compared to that of a master.

Why did his painting style change so suddenly? Could it be that his temperament changed dramatically because of a car accident and abandonment three years ago?