The snow has stopped suddenly after many days, the sun breaks out of the white clouds, and the golden light hits the red plums all over the garden.

An Huajin was tired of walking, leaning on the trunk of a plum tree, and looked at Gu Qingyan with a smile.

The sun shone on her face, and she smiled softly.

Gu Qingyan suddenly had the idea of remembering this moment, and whispered to her, "Shall I make a picture for you?" ”

He was afraid that he would not be able to see her for a long time, and if he thought about it very much, he could take it out and take a look.

"Okay." An Huajin naturally did not refuse, and teased, "I can let Gu Qigongzi paint a picture, and it will be a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes." ”

Gu Qingyan bent his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of affection, and they were about to pour out, he turned to the back and ordered, "Qingmo, go get the paintbrush." ”

Qingmo should be, and soon moved the table to paint brushes and paper.

An Yining poked her head out of the door of the house and asked excitedly, "Little uncle, can I polish your ink?" ”

Gu Qingyan responded.

An Yining immediately threw away the book in his hand, ran out, rolled up his sleeves, and obediently polished Gu Qingyan's ink, "Little uncle, do you want to draw my little aunt?" ”

"Hmm." Gu Qingyan also rolled up his sleeves and nodded slightly.

An Yining sighed in a low voice, "Little aunt is so happy." ”

Since he stayed by Gu Qingyan's side, he had never seen him paint in person, but he knew that his little uncle's paintings were unparalleled in the world, but when he could use his brush, there were too few, and so far, there have been very few paintings. He'd wanted to see it for himself.

Today, I finally have a chance.

An Huajin knew what Gu Qingyan wanted to draw, and he didn't move his posture, leaning lazily on the trunk of the tree, Gu Qingyan wouldn't deliberately ask her for anything, after lifting the pen, he only occasionally raised his head to look at her, and the pen movements in his hand never stopped since he lifted the pen.

An Yining's subordinates were grinding ink, staring at Gu Qingyan's paintings without blinking, watching him put down his pen, flowing smoothly, with smooth lines, and his eyes were full of admiration.

An Huajin lazily leaned against the trunk of the tree, looking at Gu Qingyan who was painting, she was also the first time to see him painting like this, on the day of the flower viewing banquet held by the eldest princess, she fell asleep, and she didn't see him make a painting for her, but now she saw it with her own eyes, thinking about the last time the painting, whether he was like this when he painted.

A painting, it didn't take long for Gu Qingyan to drop the last stroke, and the painting was finished.

After he put down his pen, An Yining said loudly, "Little uncle, can you teach me to draw?" ”

He also wanted to draw such a beautiful little aunt one day.

Gu Qingyan glanced at him, "Yes, but there is a request." ”

An Yining looked at him, "I will agree to any request." ”

"After you finish your studies, you can't draw your little aunt."

An Yining: "......"

He pursed his lips, "Little uncle, are you so domineering?" Can you only paint alone, little aunt? ”

"Hmm." Gu Qingyan nodded, "Otherwise, I won't teach you." ”

An Yining was speechless for a while, wanting to try to resist this unreasonable oppression, "I paint a little aunt, it's a little aunt, and my nephew paints a little aunt, can't I?" ”

"Nope." Gu Qingyan carried out the domineering to the end, "Your little aunt can only be painted by me." ”

An Yining turned her head and complained, "Little aunt, little uncle is so unreasonable." ”

Gu Qingyan looked at him, "Even if I paint it for you, will you have it as good as my painting?" ”

An Yining choked, looked at Gu Qingyan, then looked at the painting on the table, and then looked at An Huajin, deflated, and said honestly, "Probably not." ”

Even if the little uncle teaches him, he will study for ten or eight years, and if he doesn't have this talent, I'm afraid he won't be able to do the realm of the little uncle now. The penmanship is easy to learn, but the essence is difficult to learn.

Although he is also very smart, he feels that if he wants to surpass his little uncle, he is afraid that it will be enough to choke.

"So, my woman, I can't be ugly by you." Gu Qingyan asked, "Do you agree?" ”

"Promise." An Yining's little shoulders collapsed, even if she didn't draw her aunt, she wouldn't be as good as her uncle in the future, and she still wanted to learn.

"Well, you just have to say yes." Gu Qingyan was satisfied.

An Huajin walked over and looked at Gu Qingyan's paintings, under a plum tree, there was still light snow on the branches, a pair of magpies, she leaned on the trunk, the sun was shining, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and she smiled affectionately.

Her love for Gu Qingyan couldn't be hidden.

She smiled and nodded, "It's so beautiful." ”

touched An Yining's head again to show reassurance, "If you can learn from your little uncle, it will be enough for you to please girls in the future." ”

This is an admission that Gu Qingyan has won her favor.

An Yining flattened the corners of her mouth slightly, but did not refute.

An Huajin looked at it for a while, and then had a thought, and said to Gu Qingyan, "You go, stand there, I will also paint." ”

An Yining's eyes widened, "Little aunt, do you know how to paint?" ”

Gu Qingyan replied instead of An Huajin, "Your little aunt has a painting that is placed in the An family's old house, and that painting, the lonely goose and the high cliff, was made by her when she was a child, which is very good." ”

An Yining took a breath, "Little aunt, I'll polish the ink for you." ”

"Hmm." An Huajin nodded.

Gu Qingyan went under the tree, and also followed An Huajin's example, leaning lazily on the trunk of the tree.

An Huajin didn't immediately pick up the pen and stared at him.

Gu Qingyan's good looks are something she has long recognized and engraved in her heart, but at this moment, she felt that he was lazily leaning under the plum tree, the red plum reflected the snow, the sun was shining, he was azure in color, the two magpies were not afraid of people, they flew up and down back and forth on the branches, the branches trembled, the snowflakes fell in clusters, and fell slightly on his shoulders, he flicked his head slightly, and the tips of his fingers were stained with a touch of snow, crystal clear.

His whole person is like a poem.

An Huajin was obsessed with it, and his eyes were also obsessed.

An Yining waited for An Huajin to move, but saw his little aunt staring at the little uncle under the plum tree stupidly, he turned his head, and sighed again and again in his heart.

He is as good-looking as his little uncle, and he doesn't need talent to marry his daughter-in-law, but he is also talented.

Gu Qingyan's gaze on An Huajin's gaze could clearly see the obsession in her eyes, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was enlarged, and his smile widened.

This smile is really amazing, and the plum blossoms in the garden have become a foil.

An Huajin was awakened instead, glanced at Gu Qingyan deeply, lowered his head, grabbed the pen, the pen and ink fell on the drawing paper, and his head was never raised again.

An Yining saw An Huajin start her pen, turned her head, stared at her without blinking, and saw that An Huajin's brush was also smooth, and her eyes were also full of admiration.

My aunt's painting style is completely different from my uncle's, if one is like the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, then the other is like snow under the moon, but they are all smooth.

It's just that Gu Qingyan is famous all over the world, his paintings are invaluable, naturally there are more fine brushwork and extreme effort than An Huajin, there is ingenuity everywhere, the whole painting, there is no flaw, and An Huajin, she has not worked hard to learn painting since she was a child, and the emphasis is not on fine brushwork, but on artistic conception.

Therefore, after An Huajin put pen to paper in one go, the two paintings, the same landscape, are very different.

An Yining admired, "My little aunt is also good at drawing." ”

It's really good, the people on the painting, Yuxiu and graceful, the unparalleled color, the red plum reflecting the snow, and the magpie branches, are all foils.

Gu Qingyan walked over, and after looking at it, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, "Well, it's really good." ”

An Huajin put down his pen and said with a smile, "This is about my best level." ”

If it is ordinary, let her lift the pen, she will not be able to paint such a painting, her painting skills, and Gu Qingyan, not to mention the distance of 108,000 miles, but also the distance of thousands of miles, today about the sun is too good, plum blossoms and people are too beautiful, she is also in a very good mood, and she has played extraordinarily.

The three of them were looking at the painting, Gu Molan came, even if it was her own sister, because of Gu Qingyan's rules, she came to Gu Qingyan's yard, and she was standing at the door waiting for someone to pass.

Gu Qingyan glanced at the door and said, "Hmm", "Please come in!" ”

The courtyard door opened, Gu Molan walked in, and saw a table in the courtyard, pen and ink paintings, she came to the front, greeted Gu Qingyan and An Huajin, and then looked at the paintings on the table, with a touch of admiration in her eyes, "Brother and sister-in-law are painting?" ”

These two paintings have obviously just been completed, and the pen and ink have not yet dried.

"Hmm." Gu Qingyan nodded and looked at Gu Molan, "Something?" ”

Gu Molan's eyes still fell on the two paintings, "My brother's painting is still amazing at first sight, and my sister-in-law's painting is also very good, such an artistic conception, I'm afraid no one can match." ”

She finished her words before she replied to Gu Qingyan, "I heard that my sister-in-law will leave Beijing tomorrow, and the Three Kingdoms will raise troops, although Nanyang has not moved yet, but my sister-in-law is afraid that she will also go to the battlefield, I asked for a peace charm to bless my sister-in-law with safety." ”

After speaking, she took out the peace charm and handed it to An Huajin.

An Huajin stretched out her hand to take it, this peace charm was carefully prepared at a glance, and she accepted it with a smile, "Thank you, Sister Nine." ”