Cen Yin raised his hand and grabbed the little starling on his shoulder, but the little starling didn't notice it, and was still jumping on his feet and shouting: "Drive!" Drive! ”

Cen Yin moved his eyebrows, listened to it change his words, and planned to put down his hand, at this time, Duanmujun, who was in a hurry, hurriedly came out of the corner gate again, and saw Cen Yin's hand raised in mid-air, thinking that he was going to touch the little starling.

The little starling was still calling, Duanmujun's eyes wandered for a moment, and the bottom of his eyes was sparkling and rippling.

She interrupted the little starling: "Little eight. ”

At this moment, the weak-hearted two invariably avoided each other's gaze.

"Quack!" When the little starling heard Duanmujun's call, he immediately flapped his wings and flew away from Cen Yin's shoulder and flew towards her.

Duanmu Jun settled down, and walked to Cen Yin with the food box in his hand in three steps and two steps.

"This is the syrup and rose brine I made, each with a jar, just brew it with water and drink it, the best way to relieve the heat...... You can drink it chilled, or you can add your own flesh to it. ”

Duanmujun handed the food box in his hand to Cen Yin.

Cen Yin subconsciously took the food box, his eyes were half-drooping, and his blackened eyes seemed to reflect the stars in the sky, dazzling.

Seeing that he took it, Duanmujun smiled again, "You try, remember to tell me which one you like." "Her face is slightly drunk, delicate as a peony, bright as the sun.

She's like the sun, and he's ......

Cen Yin looked away with difficulty, and his other hand subconsciously grabbed the horse rope and said, "I'll go first." ”

He skillfully turned the direction of the horse's head, clamped the horse's belly, and rode away.

I used almost all my strength to not look back.

Duanmujun stood in place and watched Cen Yin go away, the beautiful willow leaves were incredibly soft in his eyes, clear as water, bright as stars.

Soon, the street was empty again, Duanmujun turned around, and the little starling shouted on his shoulder again: "Young, marry!" Marry! ”

"Boom!"

The slender fingers flicked accurately on the little starling's forehead, and the pain made the little starling feel as if he had been stepped on, and bounced off her shoulder.

The look amused Duanmu, and she snorted and laughed, then stopped suddenly.

Since her parents died and she came to the capital with her sister, no one has called the name Xiaoxiao for a long time...... Hachi, how does it know?!

Duanmujun's cheeks were stained with a slight stain, and the roots of his ears were slightly hot.

The little starling was wronged, flew around Duanmu for a long time, and saw that she had no remorse, so he flew angrily to find Duanmu to complain.

"Quack! Young! Quack! Bad bad! ”

Duanmu Fei seemed to have not heard of it, and finished painting the "Nine Fish Picture" with full attention, and smiled with satisfaction.

When she turned to look at the little starling again, the little starling was already so angry that he flew out of the small study again, and stopped on a big tree in the courtyard with his back to Duanmufei.

Duanmu Fei looked at its bulging back a little inexplicably, and at this time, Duanmu Xuan came back with the curtain.

Duanmufei put down the paintbrush and subconsciously looked at Duanmujun, seeing that she was so hot that a thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead, and remembered that the little starling seemed to have gone out with her, so he asked casually: "Sister, did Xiaoba go out with you just now?" ”

It's strange, it's weird, Hachi is actually angry with his sister?!

Duanmujun said "um", "Cen Gongzi came just now." ”

Duanmu blinked stupidly. Strange, why didn't she know that Cen Yin was coming?

So, the little starling is angry with Cen Yin?!

But hasn't it always liked Cen Yin?

Duanmu Jun sat down on the side with a smile, picked up the book she had just read halfway, and asked Wisteria to make a cup of Muxi dew for her and Duanmu Fei.

Looking at Duanmujun's soaring willow eyebrows and curved lips, Duanmufei felt that she was in a good mood today, and asked again, "Sister, is there anything good?" ”

"Yes." Duanmujun nodded solemnly.

"Quack!" The little starling outside the window screamed twice excitedly, and when he saw that he was ignored by the sisters, he was even more angry, and smoke came out of his head.

Duanmufei looked at the angry little starling, and then looked at the happy Duanmujun, and always felt that something was wrong.

Duanmujun raised his hand and rubbed the top of his sister's soft hair, and didn't say anything more.

All right. Duanmu crooked his little face, feeling that he was the most sensible sister, and if her sister didn't want to say it, she wouldn't say it.

Duanmu turned his words around, pointed to the painting he had just painted on the table, and said, "Sister, how about looking at the painting I just painted?" ”

Duanmujun knew that Duanmufei had been painting this painting for most of the morning before it was finished, and walked up to see the painting.

This is painted on the few "fire unicorns" in the pond in the backyard of Zhanqing Courtyard, in the pond, a large piece of lotus leaves is verdant and dripping, lotus flowers or blooming, or budding, or half to be half put, between the lotus leaves and the pond water nine colorful "fire unicorns" play and frolic, vivid, bright colors.

Duanmu Fei picked among the boxes containing the seals, chose one side to engrave, and added her seal to the painting.

"Sister, I want to give this painting to Old Lady Chu in a few days." Duanmu said with a smile, thinking about how to frame this painting, and his eyes were shining.

A few days ago, when she went to Chu's house to ask for peace, she learned that the old lady Chu had been sick because of a fever before, although she was already well, but her spirit was still a little wilted, and Duanmufei wanted to paint a picture to make his old man happy.

My grandfather used to like her paintings the most, and now that her brushstrokes have changed, my grandfather will definitely like it too!

Duanmu Fei looked at the painting in front of her with satisfaction, the world only thought that her grandfather was a gentleman, and she preferred such fairy paintings and calligraphy, but she and her grandmother knew that the most common sentence on the lips of the grandfather was that vulgarity is elegance.

This painting is so festive, grandfather must have liked it!

Duanmu Fei spent two days carefully framing the painting, and happily put the painting in the painting tube and took it to the Xuanguo Mansion.

I didn't want to, but I saw a familiar figure in the main hall of the Chu family.

Duanmu was stunned, and his steps were slightly slow.

"Vera!"

Feng Yan looked at Duanmu Fei outside the hall excitedly, overjoyed.

Feng Yan didn't expect his luck to be so good today, he actually happened to bump into Duanmu Fei here, his handsome face was filled with undisguised joy, and his expression was radiant.

Duanmufei crossed the threshold, entered the hall, and greeted the old lady Chu and Mrs. Chu at the top.

Feng Yan looked at Duanmu Fei with bright eyes, and he had already gotten up, and sat back as if nothing had happened, not leaving.

The two old men could almost see the dog's tail flicking wildly behind him, and exchanged a look with some amusement.

In the eyes of the two old people, Duanmu Fei is very good, and Feng Yan is also very good.

The little couple likes each other, that's the best.

"Scarlet, sit down and talk." Old Lady Chu said with a smile.

Duanmu Fei didn't sit down, but couldn't wait to hold her painting and said, "Old lady Chu, I just painted a picture of nine fish two days ago, can you and Mrs. Chu appreciate it for me?" ”

Old lady Chu responded with a smile, and her interest was quite high.

Feng Yan stepped forward very attentively to take the painting tube, took out the framed painting inside, and laid it neatly on a large case by the window, with a careful and thoughtful appearance like a maid with a wooden scarlet.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Chu smiled again, and the smile on her face became even stronger.

It is easy to get priceless treasures, and it is rare to have a lover.

Old Lady Chu and Mrs. Chu got up and walked towards the big case carved with chrysanthemum patterns, and carefully looked at the "Nine Fish Picture" in front of them.

"Not bad, not bad." The old lady Chu stroked her beard and praised at the same time, "The brushwork is meticulous and smart, and the color is thick but not bright." Your drawing skills have improved again. ”

"Thank you Old Lady Chu for your compliment." Duanmu Fei listened to the joy.

One of the reasons why she made slow progress in calligraphy and painting was because she didn't start from scratch, but had to give up Chu Qingci's painting style and brushstrokes first, as if she was walking forward in shackles...... It took so many years to make some progress.

Feng Yan nodded with concern on the side, looking at Duanmu Fei with burning eyes, his eyes showing longing.

However, Duanmu Fei didn't notice it at all, looked at Old Lady Chu without blinking, and said, "Old Lady Chu, I specially painted this painting to give it to you." ”

Old lady Chu laughed and said, "Then I'm welcome, I must hang this painting in the study." ”

Feng Yan knew that this painting must be out of play, and his phoenix eyes were a little dim for a while, but then he cheered up again, and said in his heart: It's okay, he will let Zhen Zhen paint him next time.

The atmosphere in the hall was very brisk, and Mrs. Chu said with a smile: "Old lady, Scarlet Er painted a picture for you, shouldn't you also return the gift!" ”

Old lady Chu was stunned, and was thinking about what treasures he could give in his study, so he heard Feng Yan say: "Old lady Chu, I heard that your cursive writing is good, why don't you write a cursive script for Zhen Zhen." ”

Grandfather's Mobao! Duanmu's eyes lit up.

Feng Yan looked at Duanmu Fei, and the corners of his lips curled. Knowing that Zhen Zhen is like him.

The maid of the Chu family immediately went to prepare pen and ink, the old lady Chu personally laid out the paper, and Duanmu Fei took the initiative to serve the old lady Chu with pen and ink, just like when she was still Chu Qingci.

One writes, the other grinds ink, and the atmosphere is so harmonious that it seems as if they have done it countless times.

The old and the young did it naturally, and Mrs. Chu on the side looked at this scene, but her eyes were a little complicated, and her eyes were slightly sour.

Like Feng Yan, she remembered Chu Qingci.

It's just that Feng Yan's heart is sweet, but Mrs. Chu is sad.

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Come to an end! See you tomorrow~~ Can you ask for another wave of monthly passes in the end? It's only 95 years away from the first one.