Seeing that Jiang Mianmian was stupid, the old dean couldn't bear to be harsh, and looked at the wall clock on the wall, "It's almost time for dinner, let's go to the teacher's house for dinner!" Your sister cooked a lot of good dishes today, and a few of your brothers and sisters will also go. ”

Universities are relatively free, and many students start to do research behind professors very early because they plan to go to graduate school, and they have a very close relationship with professors, and it is even more common to go to the professor's house to eat.

The community where Jiang Yuhe lives is inside the school.

Mianmian walked home with him, a little entangled, "Teacher, why don't I go buy some gifts first?" How embarrassing it is to go to your house empty-handed......"

"My own teacher, can I buy gifts? If you give me the full potential, don't you make the teacher happier than giving a gift? "The river fish crane is funny.

Mianmian stepped into the Jiang family.

There is a nostalgic atmosphere, all kinds of old objects reveal the flavor of the modern Republic of China, the rosewood circle chair against the wall is simple and elegant, and the Bogu shelf is elegantly decorated.

The curtains are plain pure white silk cotton, and the windows are spotless.

The study design is the most dignified, the large pear blossom wood bookshelf is full of yellowed books, most of the paintings on the wall are the handwriting of Mr. Jiang, and the most attractive are two enlarged wedding photos.

One is in black and white, the man wears a dark slash shirt and tortoiseshell gold-rimmed glasses, looking elegant and restrained; The woman wears a plain cheongsam and a wide-brimmed top hat, and her smile is very sweet.

The other is a color photo, the two newlyweds are dying, the old woman is sitting on a big chair with silver hair, and the pearl necklace makes her delicate and luxurious; Mr. Jiang stood behind her, with a suit on his arm, looking gentlemanly and gentle.

They are so graceful even when they age......

The wrinkles on Jiang Yuhe's old face unfolded, and there was smugness hidden in his tone, "She is your sister, beautiful, right?" Thinking that so many people in the whole school chased her back then, she took a fancy to me at a glance, and the teacher was a famous talent back then......"

"Phew, shameless."

The scolding suddenly sounded, but because of Wu Nong's soft words, no matter how you listen to it, it is gentle.

Jiang Mianmian turned around, and a mother-in-law stood outside the door of the study with a saucer.

She wears a cheongsam, even if she is over sixty years old, she is still dignified and atmospheric, her silver hair is meticulously pulled behind her ears, and the crystal clear jade bracelet on her wrist makes her skin fair.

"Don't listen to your teacher's nonsense, back then, he chased me with a dead face, from Jiangnan all the way to the capital, and from the capital all the way to Los Angeles, I really couldn't hide before I agreed." Shi Niang put down the teacup with a smile, "You are Mianmian, right?" I often hear Lao Jiang mention you and praise you for being very talented. Look, she looks beautiful too, and whoever marries her in the future is really blessed......"

Mianmian blushed shyly, "Thank you, Master!" ”

Shi Niang smiled: "There are a few children who will arrive in a while, you live in the school, I am afraid that the nutrition will not be able to keep up with the canteen, I will boil cordyceps stewed chicken soup for you, I will go and see the fire, you sit." ”

"Master, I'll help you!"

Jiang Mianmian stood up, but was stopped by Jiang Yuhe.

The old man sighed, "I'm in charge of my daughter-in-law, what do you want to help?" There are a lot of good paintings in the teacher's study, and you study them carefully! ”

After speaking, Xing Chong rushed to chase his daughter-in-law.

Mian Mian is envious.

It is really rare to be able to live a lifetime of loving love like a teacher, still elegant and calm when you are old, and still loving passionately when you are old.

She looked back at the old photograph.

The old cheongsam is very stylish, reminiscent of the time recorded in the history books.

The story of a talented and beautiful woman gradually emerged in Mianmian's mind.

The Peking Opera in the theater babbles and sings, two beams of light fall from the sky, and a young man in a cardigan pulls the erhu behind the scenes, warm and graceful like jade; The young warlord in military and leather boots sat in the middle of the scarlet audience, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes unruly.

The woman in a burgundy cheongsam, with bright red lips, swayed through the era of smoke and war......

……

After returning to the dormitory from Jiang's house, Mianmian took out the pen tablet, opened the laptop, and couldn't wait to start sketching the picture that appeared in his mind.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Qin Qing came back from the library.

She hung her coat on the hanger and clicked on her mobile phone for takeout, "I haven't eaten enough at night, I'm going to order a takeout, do you want to have one?" ”

Mianmian let out a sigh.

She put down her stylus and stretched slowly, "I want to eat salt and pepper ribs." ”

After Qin Qing finished ordering, he noticed a delicate hand-painted painting on the screen of his notebook.

The girl's burgundy cheongsam resembles a blooming rose, her red lips are unrestrained, and her fingertips lazily hold a thin pipe of dark purple and gold, and the thin cyan smoke makes her full of mysterious wild beauty.

Her left hand rests on the shoulder of a young warlord.

The warlord was dragging and cool, his leather gloved hands casually pressing down the brim of his hat, and his wide scarlet cloak danced with a cold and cold bearing.

Behind them, a man in a dark cardigan sat on a circle chair and pulled an erhu, his posture was faint, and he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly because he lowered his head, but it occupied half of the picture.

The style of the whole hand-painted painting is delicate, revealing an elegant classical beauty, as if abandoning the hustle and bustle of the world, and it is extraordinarily atmospheric and quiet.

"Is it pretty?"

Mianmian asked cautiously.

Qin Qing nodded in amazement, "It's very good-looking, and it's very charming, as if there is a story of vicissitudes hidden...... This is what you painted?! ”