Mu Chuning saw that Yun Yiheng suddenly laughed a little uncertainly, but seeing that he finally didn't have the regretful look he had before, he didn't say anything.

"That painting, can I give it to my mother?" Yun Yiheng asked cautiously.

"Of course, my cousin likes to take it." Mu Chuning was a little unimpressed, but she just felt that her impromptu painting would be wanted.

After receiving the answer, Yun Yiheng hurriedly stepped forward, gently picked up the drawing paper with both hands, and looked at it carefully.

"Thank you, Chu Ning." Yun Yiheng smiled softly at Mu Chuning, as happy as if he had won a treasure.

"You're welcome, Xizhu will wrap up the ink on the painting when it dries."

"Yes, Miss!"

After Mu Chuning finished speaking, he walked to the stone bench and sat down, and by the way, asked the maid to come up and remove the painting utensils and put on the tea and snacks again.

Yun Yiheng looked at Mu Chuning gratefully, and sat on the stone bench together.

If you want to say why Yun Yiheng likes Mu Chuning's paintings so much, it goes back to when they were children.

When Mu Chuning was six years old, Master Mu began to let Mu Chuning learn some simple watercolor paintings, although the painting was not very good, but Master Mu was all interested in letting Mu Chuning learn like this.

Mu Chuning, who was still very young at that time, thought that painting was quite fun, so whenever he had time, he took a paintbrush and drew on the paper, drawing whatever he wanted.

Because Master Yun often has to go out to talk about business and manage the store, he is rarely at home, so when Mrs. Yun has nothing to do at home, she will take Yun Yiheng to Mu Mansion to live for a few days and chat with the Yun family.

Yun is the sister-in-law of Master Yun, and at the same time Mrs. Yun's friend, and the two often get together. When Mrs. Yun came to Mu Mansion, she would ask Yun Yiheng to go to Mu Chu Ning to play, and she would go to the Yun family.

Yun Yiheng, who had long been self-righteous, didn't even need the guidance of a maid to walk to the Chuzhi Pavilion by himself.

Yun Yiheng is two years older than Mu Chuning, and Yun Yiheng was already eight years old when Mu Chuning began to learn to paint.

That time, Yun Yiheng walked to Chuzhi Pavilion as usual, and when he arrived at Mu Chuning's door, he knocked on the door for a while, but no one came out. It was the little maid who passed by who told him that Mu Chuning was in the study, and he found out.

When he got to the study, he was about to knock on the door and found that it was not closed, so he pushed the door himself in.

As soon as I entered, what caught my eye was Mu Chuning's small silhouette. Seeing that he had pushed the door in and failed to attract Mu Chuning's attention, Yun Yiheng was a little incredible, but he didn't make a sound immediately, but slowly walked in front of Mu Chuning.

Yun Yiheng walked softly, and even the footsteps were whispered so that he could barely hear them, as if he didn't want to break the silence in the study.

Mu Chuning stood on the edge of the desk, looking very serious, holding the pen that was thicker than her fingers in her little hand, moving on the drawing paper.

Although he didn't know what Mu Chuning was drawing, Yun Yiheng still planned to stand aside and wait quietly for Mu Chuning to finish painting, not wanting to disturb her.

In this way, one drew intently while the other watched quietly.

After about half a pillar of incense, Mu Chuning put down the pen with satisfaction, and when he looked up, he saw Yun Yiheng standing opposite him.

For the person who suddenly appeared, Mu Chuning was immediately startled but didn't shout, just stared at Yun Yiheng with a pair of eyes.

Yun Yiheng saw that Mu Chuning should have been frightened, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain: "Don't be afraid, Chu Ning, I just came in when I saw the door closed." ”

After knowing the reason, Mu Chuning retracted the surprised look she had just made.

"Aunt is coming to find your mother?"

"Yes."

Mu Chuning knew it would be like this when she heard this, and put the pen she had just used into the pen holder one by one.

Seeing that Mu Chuning had already started to pack up his things, Yun Yiheng walked over curiously and wanted to get closer to see what Mu Chuning had just drawn.

I saw a field of rape flowers painted on the drawing paper, like a field of rape flowers surrounded by mountains.

"Chu Ning, are you painting rape flowers?" Yun Yiheng couldn't help but ask.

"Rape flowers? It turns out that this is called rape flower. ”

"Don't you know?"

Seeing Mu Chuning's original appearance, Yun Yiheng was a little surprised, he didn't know what he had drawn?

"I just drew it in my head."

Looking at Mu Chuning's innocent expression, Yun Yiheng shook his head helplessly.

I thought that Mu Chuning was still too young, this rape flower should have been out to play, and I accidentally saw it and forgot it, and now I suddenly remembered that I drew it.

However, it is not easy to have such imagination at such a young age. It was at that time that Yun Yiheng began to feel that Mu Chuning's paintings were very magical, because such improvisational ideas were extremely rare.

So since then, every time Yun Yiheng comes to Mu Mansion, in addition to sharing his interesting stories about his experience of browsing poetry and books, he will also go to see some of Mu Chuning's paintings.

Mu Chuning picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and took a bite gently, suddenly remembering that Mu Chumeng seemed to like this cake very much, and the corners of her eyes immediately showed a doting look.

"Sister!"

Just thinking about it, I heard it before I saw it. Mu Chuning was slightly stunned, and looked up at Yun Yiheng, who smiled at her.

"Sister, let me tell you...... Cousin? ”

Mu Chumeng excitedly ran to Mu Chuning's side and was about to say something, when she saw Yun Yiheng sitting on the side, she retracted the words she was about to blurt out.

"Chu Meng is still so lively."

Yun Yiheng looked at Mu Chumeng and smiled slightly, which made Mu Chumeng smile a little embarrassed.

Originally, Mu Chumeng came over to tell Mu Chuning that he had finally realized a little bit of the content of the book, but seeing that Yun Yiheng was here, he could only suppress his excitement, after all, this matter was still a secret.

From the happy look on Mu Chumeng's face when she came in just now, Mu Chumeng knew what Mu Chumeng, the little girl, wanted to say.

I was still a little worried about whether Mu Chumeng would accidentally say it all, and I was secretly relieved when I saw Mu Chumeng quickly stop talking.

"When did my cousin come?" Mu Chumeng asked suspiciously, she had been staying in the room reading a book, and she didn't know what was going on outside and didn't have time to pay attention to it.

"You just arrived, if you come early, you can still enjoy your sister's painting just now."

"I've been reading my sister's paintings since I was a child, and it's nothing to see them less than once."

Mu Chumeng said and walked to a stone bench and sat down, and by the way, she also picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and took a bite.

Seeing that Mu Chumeng didn't care, Yun Yiheng smiled helplessly, and suddenly felt a trace of envy in his heart, if he saw the big person since he was a child, he wouldn't get tired of watching it no matter how many times.

Mu Chuning was not annoyed, raised her hand to move the plate of osmanthus cake in front of Mu Chumeng, and asked the maid to add a cup of tea.

"Since Meng'er is here, let's eat with me in a while."

"It's good that the three of us haven't been together in a while."

"Sister, I want to eat crispy chicken."

This last sentence made Mu Chuning and Yun Yiheng look at Mu Chumeng at the same time, and when they saw the greed on her little face, they laughed out loud.

After laughing, Yun Yiheng suddenly remembered that Mu Chumeng seemed to be about to say something when he came in just now, but he stopped after seeing himself.

"By the way, Chu Meng just ran over so happily, but what happy things do you want to say?"

When Mu Chuning and Mu Chumeng sisters heard this, they were immediately silent. I thought Yun Yiheng wouldn't care, but I didn't expect this to be asked.

Mu Chumeng didn't know what to say, and looked at Mu Chumeng helplessly.

Seeing this, Mu Chuning quickly thought of an excuse in his mind, and answered for Mu Chumeng:

"What Meng'er wanted to say is that the pot of daffodils I gave her has finally bloomed, right?"

"yes, that's what I want to say!"

Mu Chumeng saw that Mu Chuning had found a good reason for herself, so she hurriedly cooperated.

"How did Chu Ning know that Chu Meng was going to say this?"

"I'm her sister, of course I do."

Yun Yiheng looked at the two sisters, and saw that they looked nervous from the time they asked this question, and they couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Then why are you so nervous?"

"We ......"

Mu Chuning and Mu Chunmeng looked at each other, and Yun Yiheng observed it slightly, which made Mu Chuning's heart a little bottomless.

Seeing that the sisters couldn't answer for a while, Yun Yiheng wondered if he had asked too much?

"That's it, Chu Meng remembers to take care of that flower, you know?"

"Chu Meng remembered."

Mu Chuning and Mu Chumeng saw that Yun Yiheng was not asking, and the hanging stone in their hearts finally fell.