Qin Lanzhou didn't know that she suddenly committed a peach blossom in her life.

After practicing in the gym for 2 hours as usual, Qin Lanzhou took a shower, put a ponytail on his head with his chestnut slightly curly hair, changed into a set of clean and comfortable sportswear, and left the gym.

When I returned to the Moran Workshop, it was already dusk.

The sunset is lazy, pulling down a golden halo on the head of Beixun Ancient Street, and the whole ancient street seems to be dressed in a golden dress, which is extraordinarily quiet at first glance.

After graduating from Yancheng Academy of Fine Arts three years ago, she returned here to establish the Molan Workshop with her senior brother Situ Mo, just in time for the golden period of tourism development in Beixun Ancient Street.

The number of tourists is increasing day by day, bringing unexpected fame and fortune to both their master and apprentice.

Qin Lanzhou glanced up at the golden dusk scene, because she remembered the pair of ancient gold bracelets on hand that had not yet been completed, she had no time to linger in the street scene, and soon returned to the Molan Workshop.

After crossing the high threshold of the Molan Workshop and saying hello to Xiao Sheng and Xiao Mo, the employees standing at the counter, she went to her senior brother Situ Mo's studio.

Situ Mo's studio is next door to her studio, because many tools are shared, and the two of them have no partition wall, but are symbolically separated by a curtain of landscape ink paintings.

When Qin Lanzhou entered, Situ Mo was sitting under the headlamp, hammering a piece of gold, his slender legs were nowhere to be placed outside the chair, and under the dark gray jeans, it was the pair of white-bottomed and black-faced casual shoes that he loved to wear.

Situ Mo, wearing a black shirt and a black apron, sat in front of the desk with black-rimmed glasses, staring intently at the unformed handicrafts in his hands, and the blazing light of the industrial headlights gilded his fair face with a pale yellow halo.

Although he didn't raise his eyes, he already knew that Qin Lanzhou had already entered the door.

"Fitness is over? We received a new order a few days ago, to make a pair of gilt hammered lions, I drew a pattern with reference to the lion style in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and made some improvements on the basis of ancient craftsmen, you can help me see if there is anything wrong. ”

Situ Mo's clear, slightly magnetic voice sounded in the room.

The house is full of simplicity, dotted with the brilliance of gold, and the hammering of the craftsmen seems to be playing a different chapter.

Situ Mo sat quietly in a corner, peaceful, if it weren't for the craftsman's apron on his body, no one would have thought that such a well-mannered man would be a fine gold craftsman.

"You're my senior brother, if I'm trying to correct your fault, then you're shameless—but to be honest, judging by the pattern, I don't think the proportions of this lion are very harmonious, so I'll show you a hand."

Qin Lanzhou was worried about his disrespect to his senior brother, but he was not the slightest bit picky.

She took a pencil and drew on another piece of paper according to Situ Mo's pattern, and after a while, two lions with cute shapes appeared on the paper.

When she handed the two drawings to Situ Mo's hands, she stuck out her tongue at Situ Mo, with a mischievous smile on her face.

This naughty appearance, she can only show it vividly in front of her brother and parents.

Situ Mo took the two drawings and looked at them, his face suddenly showed a hint of joy, he didn't say a word, he crumpled his own drawings into a ball and threw them into the trash, and then doted Qin Lanzhou's nose:

"You are a professional in painting, I am not as good as you; But in terms of craftsmanship, you are still a few percent away, guard against arrogance and rashness, and learn a little harder. ”

After Situ Mo finished saying this, a slight smile rarely appeared on his face.

"Yes, yes, what the senior brother said is right, and it's not right."

Qin Lanzhou flattered facelessly, grinned, and those eyes became two crescent moons.

Situ Mo looked at the girl in front of him who had eclipsed the gold in the room, and suddenly realized that time was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, the sharp little girl who slapped the child's mouth and did not forgive people has now transformed into a big girl.

"Don't be poor, hurry up and finish your pair of ancient gold bracelets, there are still several orders waiting for us to do."

He commanded gently, and went back to work.

"Take the order, go back to work."

Qin Lanzhou arched his hand playfully, opened the curtain without saying a word, and returned to his studio.

Compared with the cold silence of Situ Mo's studio, Qin Lanzhou's studio is much more vibrant.

On the black wrought iron shelves, there are not only green plants and fine gold handicrafts that have been formed, but also delicate small objects collected by Qin Lanzhou from all over the world, as well as sketches and paintings drawn by Qin Lanzhou himself.

She is a graduate of the Academy of Fine Arts, and she is a good painter.

Senior brother once said that if you want to do a good job in the craft of fine gold, you must have super high art skills.

For this reason, all her years of energy have been spent on painting and gold art, and everything else has been ignored by her.

With the faint fragrance of the orchids in the house, Qin Lanzhou gathered his mind, sat on the desk and picked up the pair of half-formed ancient gold bracelets, and began to carve them.

It is said that this pair of bracelets is a meeting gift from the two elders to the daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door...... Qin Lanzhou was beating and his mind was slightly shaken.

She has never been in love and married...... Presumably it's impossible in this life, right?

The familiar knocking sound next door came over clearly, crashing into Qin Lanzhou's heart one by one.

In a certain fold in his heart, Qin Lanzhou secretly hid a secret that could not be said.