However, after a cup of tea, Xiangling took a pair of rolled up calligraphy and paintings and put them in front of Zhao Ye'an.

When Zhao Ye'an was suspicious that Yan Zisi still had this skill, he gently opened the calligraphy and painting, and when he saw it, he was immediately confused.

There are black lines on the forehead, where is this calligraphy and painting.

It's clearly a child's graffiti.

A few messy strokes are reflected on the paper, and between the sketches, it can only be seen that the painting is a rabbit eating a radish.

The demeanor of the rabbit is well depicted, I have to say that Yan Zisi's words are arrogant and powerful, the force penetrates the back of the paper, and there is a little messy and wild grass between the clouds and water, but the words are like his person.

Although Zhao Yean had some disdain for the painting, he still nodded when he thought of Yan Zisi's previous advice, "The words are not bad." ”

Yan Zisi was not satisfied, "Turn the painting upside down." ”

There was a faint hint of self-satisfaction in the bottom of this thing's heart.

Just good?

Later, he will know the mystery of this calligraphy and painting.

Without this conjecture, after Zhao Ye'an reversed the painting, his eyes were suddenly shocked, and he was speechless in shock.

I saw the calligraphy and painting reversed, clearly showing an ethereal landscape painting, elegant and fresh between ink and water.

The shadows of the hazy distant mountains seemed to be shrouded in a light veil, flickering far and near in the misty clouds.

Nearby, a few light strokes of ink outline almost the house and a green bamboo forest, between the mountains and rivers, like a fairyland.

"What a clever drawing, how did you do it?"

Zhao Ye'an's eyes lit up, and he looked at the calligraphy and painting back and forth several times before he stopped and asked.

At this moment, he is more like a child, no longer holding a shelf, nor disguising his face in front of Yan Zisi, with a little curiosity and joy.

Seeing Zhao Ye'an's puzzled look, Yan Zisi became even more proud, holding his chin and saying slowly: "If you like this painting, it doesn't hurt to give it to you." As for how to draw, I can teach you when I'm free. ”

"If I don't like it, I'm just curious. Compared to my cousin, it's not worth mentioning.

But if you have to ask for me, I can consider it. ”

Zhao Yean's eyes flashed, and he reluctantly put away the calligraphy and paintings.

Yan Zisi couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and muttered in a low voice: "What a twisted person." ”

"What did you say?"

Zhao Ye'an tilted his head and stared at Yan Zisi with a dissatisfied expression.

The man spread his hands and sat down in his chair again, "I said, why have you changed so much?" I used to be very nice to me, but now I look angry at every turn, which really scares me to death. ”

A hint of cunning flashed in the eyes of this thing, and the expression that looked at Zhao Ye'an was a little strange.

She didn't expect Zhao Ye'an to meet her, it's strange to say, according to his character, he should be eager to take a detour every day.

But she's not the kind of person who is dead-headed, so it's better not to think about it than not to.

A pair of black pupils came straight through, Zhao Yean subconsciously turned his head sideways, avoiding Yan Zisi's gaze, "I'm like this, if you can't stand it, I won't come again in the future." ”

Still with an angry tone as always, his face is very ugly.

The thing patted his chest exaggeratedly, looking frightened, "Don't don't, I'll just talk about it." Why are you angry again? How dare I bully you, if I let my father know, I will be in big trouble. ”

Zhao Lianzheng's nagging can be called a Tang monk's recitation, and he can hide if he can.

This was her last desire to survive.

"You know what? Uncle is cautious and meticulous, so he naturally has to be thorough. Where is like you, I don't see you every day, and I have to wait for a report if I want to see you, it's really a big face. ”

Zhao Ye'an sneered and looked at Yan Zisi, obviously asking where she had gone today.

The distance between the Zhao family and the Yan family is close, so it is natural to know that Yan Zisi has been going out frequently in the past few days.

Yan Zisi coughed, brewed his emotions for a while, and then drove away Xiangling and Ah Mo, and suddenly said with some sadness: "You also know that I am not your cousin, I can recite poetry at the age of three, and I can write poetry at the age of five."

Your cousin is the real full-belly economy, talented and talented.

It's a shame to think about it like me. If your cousin is a cloud in the sky, then I am sure that the earth is dirt. If your cousin is a flower, then I must be the green leaves next to her. ”

I'm really sorry, such a good person doesn't belong to this world, so it's usually easy to kill himself.

So, her green leaves are jumping everywhere, after all, the scourge has been left for thousands of years.

After a round of rainbow farts, Zhao Ye'an's face was more than a little better, and he said kindly: "What you said is true, my cousin has been so good since she was a child, where can you compare." ”

This is not obvious on the surface, but he secretly scolded in his heart.

This Zhao Ye'an really dares to say it.

Why don't you blow into the sky?

The original owner is a dumbfounder, can you compare with her?

There is no comparison at all!

This goods comforted herself, and when she was majestic, the first thing she did was to buy one hundred and eighty pairs of calligraphy and paintings of famous teachers, and the first stop was to show off in front of Zhao Ye'an.

Although Yan Zisi thought so in his heart, there was an expression of approval on his face, "Yes, I can't compare." So, cousin, come and help me copy the Buddhist scriptures. ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Ye'an was stunned for a moment, and winked at Yan Zisi, "What's the matter with copying Buddhist scriptures?" ”

This product's acting skills soared in an instant, and there was a helpless and sad expression on his face, and he sighed and said: "Don't you know, your cousin swore in front of your grandfather before, and when your grandfather comes back, his Buddhist scriptures will be copied as gifts."

But who knows, people are not as good as heaven, this Buddhist scripture is only half completed, and your cousin will disappear. You also saw it just now, my handwriting is like a chicken claw, isn't it a joke when you take it out?

Besides, if my grandfather recognizes your cousin's words, he will suspect me. So, I can only ask you for help. ”

Zhao Ye'an's face froze, and his thinking was successfully led by Yan Zisi.

His expression also became a little dignified, and after thinking for a while, he raised his chin and said proudly, "What is this?" I have been with my cousin all year round, so I am naturally familiar with my cousin's font. As long as you practice more, you can naturally look similar to your cousin's words, so that people can't see half a point of difference. ”

"Okay, then I'll leave this matter to you. Cousin, you have done me a great favor, and I will thank you so much when the time comes. ”

Yan Zisi felt a little happy in his heart, and finally solved the matter of the Buddhist scriptures, otherwise Xiangling would become Zhao Lianzheng.

At the same time, he secretly took out the Buddhist scripture on his body and handed it to Zhao Ye'an.

Zhao Ye'an was not stupid, and immediately understood that Yan Zisi came prepared, no wonder she specially sent someone to invite him to wait for him in the front hall.

It turned out that I went back to my room to get the Buddhist scriptures.

But I promised everything, so I can't go back.

He glared at Yan Zisi, and when he saw someone who looked like he was drinking tea, he suddenly felt that a punch had hit the air, so he had to sigh.

Angrily picked up the Buddhist scriptures, and said aggrievedly as he walked: "I'm not your cousin, don't scream!" ”

As he spoke, he disappeared.

Xiangling saw Zhao Ye'an leaving in a huff, ran in, and said curiously: "Miss, why did you make Zhao Gongzi angry this time?" I saw him make a stinky face to the people before he left. ”

Yan Zisi smiled slightly, and said in a comfortable mood: "Xiangling, he is jealous of my calligraphy and painting, and envy my talent." Don't you see that he can't put down that calligraphy and painting?

Also, I've already settled the matter of the Buddhist scriptures, so don't bother me anymore. ”