Chapter 929: Oil Painting
Mingyan felt a little sad in her heart.
No matter what the eighth master does to her, he can't hurt her in the slightest, but this kind of resistance, the resistance that he doesn't want her to get close to.
She could understand anything about him, but she couldn't stand such alienation.
She loves the eighth master, so much so that she even understands the joy and anger represented by the slight movement of his eyelashes.
She clearly saw that the eighth master really didn't like to stay with her, and he really didn't want to say more to her
Mingyan felt that her heart at this moment was like a calm lake in winter, gradually frozen with frost, and the thin layer covered the surface of the lake, which was obviously very light, but extremely hard and sharp.
She couldn't stay here any longer.
If she stays any longer, she is afraid that she will understand more thoroughly.
She was afraid that she would lose her last dignity at the cost of losing face.
Mingyan nodded lightly, "The concubine is retired." ”
The eighth master was delicate, not that he didn't notice her loss, but at this time, he didn't want to comfort him.
It's December.
The snow fell heavily, and as far as the eye could see, it was covered in snow and covered with snow.
Large snowflakes flutter gently like goose feathers, which is particularly beautiful.
Gu Youran wore a thick pink-purple plain brocade cloak adorned with floating clouds, and walked around the house with his eggs in his arms.
Dandan was dressed in a small red and gold dress, wearing a tiger hat and tiger shoes, a small one, festive and cute, and every slight little action was full of aura.
"Step! Step on! Step on!! ”
Dandan struggled to get down.
Just now those places are the footprints of adults, they have been stepped on, and it will be boring for him to step on them again, and now there are no footprints at all in front of him, and the white snow is particularly beautiful, and he listens to the squeaky of the snow under his mother's feet, and he wants to try it himself
Gu Youran saw that the shoes under his feet were still thick, and let him go.
"Master, the little master is young, so he can't stand the cold."
The cuckoo was particularly worried.
Children are the most vulnerable before they are five years old, especially when the little master is only more than a year old, and when he is the most squeamish, he must be extra careful
Gu Youran smiled, "It's not in the way, the tiger shoes on his feet are of mille-feuille soles, which are quite thick." ”
It's time to catch up with the modern height-increasing shoes.
Even if you step on it, you can't reach the soles of your feet.
And the snow in front of him is not as thick as the one he just walked over, so let him have fun!
Being in the royal family, there must not be many happy days like this, especially the temperament of the fourth master, it is estimated that the child will have to be sent to school when he is three years old.
Dan Dan usually has a paralyzed face, very boring, but now he is lively and energetic, but it is very cute.
Gu Youran sighed, this is a child, why are you so serious every day? I'd love to record all of his current footage
It's a pity that there are no cameras yet.
The camera was invented by a Frenchman in 1839, and it would take more than 100 years to come, Gu Youran couldn't help but sigh a little.
The most important thing is that her level of Chinese painting is not good, and she can't draw the most realistic portrayal of Dandan.
It's not that she can't invite an outside artist to paint, but she still wants to record everything about her son herself.
After thinking about it, Gu Youran's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a smile: "Du Juan, go outside and buy some tools for oil painting, I want to paint a portrait of Dandan." ”
Oil painting was introduced to China in the seventh year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, why didn't she think of it before?
"Oil paintings?"
The cuckoo had heard of this, but he was not very familiar with it: "Master, where can I buy this?" ”
I'm afraid that there is no such thing in the usual painting shops