The eyebrow exchange was interrupted by Old Man Chu, and the three were invited into the courtyard to talk.

I really don't know whether to praise Muzi for being smart, or to belittle her for not doing her job. If it is only about learning ability, she must be far better than ordinary people, and in the four months of investigation and counter-investigation, her ability to hide her gaze has grown rapidly. In the face of such an "enemy", Riki feels like she is on pins and needles, and if she is not careful, she will be caught......

What's even more incomprehensible to Riki is why Muzi's mother, Miki Wujun, would let such a daughter run around, is it really to the point of herding sheep? Fortunately, there is also a character who can restrain her - Isha. In short, the situation is not too bad, at least a fellow villager came to Beijing to catch the exam.

Limu turned into the front yard from the right side of the stone wall, and as he passed the wall, he suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Lou, what is this stone wall called? What's the use of putting it here? ”

"This, it's called 'Shadow Wall', because ghosts don't have brains, they will only go straight when they are ignorant, and they won't turn when they hit the wall, so you can put a shadow wall here to block the ghost." Old man Lou thought that Limu would be angry about forcibly recognizing his disciple, but he didn't, and he was a little relieved.

"There is also a saying that people have ghosts in their hearts, and they don't want to be seen by people outside when they do things in the yard, and building a wall here can avoid being seen at a glance, and they are afraid of seeing the whole yard through and through." Muzi added.

"Your wife knows a lot, she's smart." The old man smiled happily.

"She's not sensible, she's talking nonsense, don't be surprised."

Riki pleaded guilty for Muzi. This is someone's house, talking about blocking ghosts and gods, digging deeper and saying that there are ghosts in his heart isn't it implying that the owner of the house can't see the light? Muzi is smart and has complete knowledge reserves, but I am afraid it will take time to slowly sharpen his sophistication of human feelings.

Muzi thought for a moment why Riki apologized, and suddenly came to his senses and showed an apologetic expression to him. It's a pity that Riki didn't react to her at all.

In the face of new things, Riki's heart began to squirm like a curious insect. The stone wall is a problem, as is why the nearby courtyard gate is blackened with black paint, and the courtyard wall that divides the courtyard into two parts. Even if it was regarded as ignorance, it didn't matter, and when he walked into the north room, he once again raised a new question-

"Is Mr. Lou's house heating kang or pipe heating?"

"Who still burns the kang in this vicinity, of course, it is the water pipe for heating." Old man Lou said. Seeing that Limu seemed to be a little disappointed, he smiled even more happily, "But the kang is still left in the room, and you can burn it at any time if you want to." ”

"Please be sure to show me how the kang burns." As soon as Limu was interested, he was as studious as a newborn, but he was much older than ordinary children in his words.

"I'll see it too." Muzi seemed to be infected by pear wood, and he also joined in the fun. Maybe she was in a good mood today, she was quite peaceful, and she didn't do anything to Limu.

There's a lot more to ask. For example, the 50-year-old Haitai Publishing House at the mouth of Hutong; For example, the direction of the mouth of the alley and the direction of the yard; Another example is the origin of the names of each alley.

If you ask why you are so eager - it is because although Limu has been to B City and HLJ, he only lives in hotels and modern dormitories, and he does not know anything about folk buildings such as courtyard houses.

How to burn a kang?

What was life like in the capital before?

Is there any weird talk about Jingshan Park in the west?

And so on, all of which are comic material worth collecting. Although he is Chinese, Riki's knowledge of the courtyard is close to zero, and his knowledge of the longhouse is even higher than that of the traditional courtyard.

It's not that Limu is burdened with the ambition of promoting Chinese culture.

It's just that from the perspective of a cartoonist and half an artist, whenever he has the opportunity to touch something he doesn't know, he will try to understand it and turn it into his own material.

A story, a picture, a little knowledge...... Bit by bit, the accumulation of small amounts in the brain.

The material is to see it with your own eyes, and it will be true if you listen to it in person. Even if you want to draw something imaginary, you must first grasp the prototype of the object before you can transform it according to your imagination.

If it is just hearsay, and the prototype of someone else's work is transformed twice or three times, the painted train and carriage are likely to become abstract objects that are not acceptable to people.

…… What a painter needs to be born in order to become a talent is innate expressiveness.

…… But if you want to get started, you must exercise your observation skills.

Obviously, Xiao Limu not only has outstanding talent in painting, but also has a very solid foundation as an artist, and is a very good piece of jade. As long as he has a little more skills, if his surname is not bad, he will soon be able to excel in all aspects in a few years.

(The Olympiad has all been relied up, how bad can this surname be!?) Even if he is called "sir", Lou Xu doesn't mind. The more he looks at this student, the more pleasing he becomes, even if he doesn't recognize himself as a teacher, it doesn't matter.

Moreover, Limu is still young, delicate and handsome, with a pleasant gait and an older mind. Talking like a friend, without any barriers, Lou Xu felt that he liked him very much, and hoped to keep him by his side, and he would definitely love and pity.

…… From the shadow wall at the door through the front yard, across the front yard and the main courtyard of the circular arch - the hanging flower door, and from the lotus pot in front of the hanging flower door all the way to the main house, Mr. Lou and Limu's questions and answers are really like a master and apprentice.

There is no heating in the living room of the main house, but there are two copper stoves in the east and west corners, and the temperature in the room is warmer than that of Nanhua. Wait for Limu to take off the two outer pieces, revealing the red festive clothes with auspicious clouds inside. Lou Lao's eyes lit up, and he secretly said that this son was really a fairy child, a person like no other in the world.

After changing his clothes, he took out a New Year's gift.

"Happy New Year, Mr. Lou."

"Okay, what kind of gift do you give, I'll be content if you call me Mr. Sheng, otherwise, I'll call you Mr. Pear." Old man Lou jokingly accepted the gift.

The gift was presented in a red bag, and through the opening, a spherical object wrapped in yellow oiled paper could be seen. Although the oiled paper is coarse, it is very practical, and the gift is wrapped so tightly that it is easy to smell it.

The balls are specially for Luo Han Guo, which is sold for 20 yuan a piece in Market B - it doesn't cost anything for Grandma Limu's own planting. The price of ordinary monk fruit in City B is about 5 to 10 yuan, but Nanhua only needs 5 cents to 1 yuan. The inferior monk fruit of 2.5 yuan in city B can be bought for 2 cents in Nanhua to buy a better one.

"It's not a valuable New Year's gift, there are thirty in total, and it is only more than sixty yuan in my place, and it can be sold for about six hundred yuan when I come here." Limu avoided the important and ignored Lou Lao's desire to accept apprentices.

He made it very clear on the phone that he came this time to apprentice with Huaqishan, and if he could live here temporarily, he would save some money, and if he couldn't save money, he could only find a cheap hotel to stay in this inch of land in City B.

In the face of Limu's deliberate avoidance, Lou Xu pursued like this-

"Limu, if you want to worship Lao Hua, I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think. He can only paint Chinese paintings, and he also specializes in Chinese paintings. In the early years, there were quite a lot of apprentices, and in the later years, they became more and more refined, and now they have reached an extremely demanding point. If you learn from him, you can only learn Chinese painting; Learn from me, I can not only teach you Chinese painting, but also eighteen kinds of foreign martial arts, relief, stone carving, and wood carving......

"But I don't force it, you worship me as a teacher, don't worship me as a teacher, worship one master, it doesn't matter if you worship two masters......"

Hua Qishan is the former president of the Chinese Painting Society, in other words, he is the first person in Chinese painting in China. Although the position of president is a thing of the past, the name of the master of Chinese painting will only become more and more mellow, and it is even more difficult to find a painting after he is getting older.

#感情...... Is the ancestor begging him to apprentice?

#而且 "little uncle" still unwilling to get started?

The two middle-aged men of the apprentice level drank tea quietly and glanced at each other, not daring to affect this seemingly far-reaching conversation between the masters. At least after this conversation, it is likely that there will be an "elder" added to the division.

The two of them really wanted to hear what this wonderful little uncle had to say - no matter how it was a little embarrassing to call a 10-year-old child Uncle Zu, but Master Zu had to accept him as a personal disciple, so he had to accept it calmly.

However, Limu actually came to find a backer, not for the purpose of learning painting from a master, even if Lou Xu said it well, he couldn't change his intention to worship the old Chinese faction.

"As the saying goes, 'where the gold is sincere, the gold and stone are open', Mr. Hua shouldn't turn me away. Isn't it said that 'the harder things are, the more valuable they are'? Promoting China's art and culture is the wish of the juniors, and Chinese painting is the essence and representative of China's art. Riki narrowed his already small eyes, touched his chin with his hand and said quietly.

Old man Lou was silent and half-paid.

"There is no need to be in a hurry to apprentice, you can stay here at will, and I will help you contact Lao Hua. Aren't you going to participate in that math competition tomorrow, don't think about it so much for now......"