I roughly looked at the layout of the green room, the bed and the dressing table were next to each other, and the wall was not used. The wall opposite the cabinet next to the bed, that is, on the left hand side of the doorway, is empty, and Hua Banxia plans to paint on this wall.

The walls are covered with large pieces of wood, and Gong Gong used his own method to polish the planks very smooth, and also coated with a layer of resin waterproofing, which can be regarded as smooth and smooth, so Hua Banxia can paint without any worries like on paper.

"Sister, do you want to add water to your toner, I'll get it for you", Hua Qingqing saw that the powder in those low tubes was almost dry, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to draw, so she had to help.

"No, that's it", Hua Banxia stopped, this wall has resin, if you use liquid paint, you will definitely not be able to paint, so let's use viscous, when you paint, it will protrude, more three-dimensional.

"Okay, is there anything else my sister would like me to help with? If I don't have it, I'll go to my brother and them", although Huaqing Youth Ji is young, she is not left behind in the work she can do.

"I'm fine, you can go", Hua Banxia sat on the ground, she was going to start drawing from the root of the wall, and now she was marking with a pencil.

Qiao Zheng and they are now thinking that they are busy weaving bamboo baskets and loading gifts in the hall, and a few people went up the mountain to find durians, but no one wanted them anyway, so they followed a few trips in Banxia and carried the durians back.

After coming back, I opened it and dried it, because the smell was too big, and it once affected Gong Gong's work, and because of this smell, it blocked many people who wanted to find fault and talk to Qiao's family.

After more than a month of drying, even Qiao Le is now accustomed to this taste, and he can eat dried durian fruits.

Now it's not busy, let Qiao Da and them use the remaining bamboo and rattan to weave some delicate small baskets, and then take lucky bags or oil paper to pack the dried fruits, and put them in the basket, which can be given as gifts or kept for themselves to eat during the New Year.

Of course, Hua Banxia is not so naïve to think that this thing can be sold all at once, this taste is too unique, too heavy taste, and I don't know if they can accept it if they have not eaten it.

......

For several days, Hua Banxia locked himself in the house to paint, this house finished that house, the painting is the image of the owner of this house, the theme does not need to be brainless, Hua Banxia only needs to hold a copy of "Miss Huahua" to paint.

Painting with sticky powder, the brush is not used at all, Hua Banxia is pressed out little by little with his fingers, these days to eat, Hua Banxia chopsticks have to be moved.

No, it's about to be the New Year, and the pursuit of perfection is half a summer, vowing to paint everything that should be painted at home before the New Year, so as to welcome the New Year completely.

It's Chinese New Year's Eve, Hua Banxia is still painting for the last attic, her five fingers on her right hand are swollen, and now she changes to her left hand to paint, and her left hand makes her unaccustomed to it, and the painting speed is slower.

Chen Jiahua and a few people said that they wanted to help, but they had broken Hua Banxia's painting at the beginning, and Hua Banxia strictly forbade them to interfere with their own paintings.

"Cousin, it's the New Year, you can rest for a while", Qiao Le looked depressedly and said that he was still a little bit of Hua Banxia, it's been more than half a month, Hua Banxia started painting every day at dawn, and painted until dark.

"It's almost over, and you still want me to give up? No way! Hua Banxia seemed to be crazy, taking out the patience of squatting in his previous life, and focusing on the paintings on the wall.

I don't know if it's angry with Qiao Le or angry with myself, as if he was angry with himself, he took a bamboo tube and began to paint frantically on the wall, and he shouted with whom to fight.

"Banxia, Banxia ......", downstairs, Chen Jiahua was shouting about Banxia as if she was in a hurry.

"Auntie, you have to make your own decisions about anything, I can't leave", Hua Banxia didn't look back, and explained loudly to Chen Jiahua, as if the louder the voice, the more motivated she was.

But downstairs, Qiao Da and Chen Jiahua really can't deal with it, because Cheng Ze came with Yunye!

"That, Cheng Gongzi, I'm sorry, Banxia is busy at this moment", Chen Jiahua said to Cheng Ze apologetically.

Cheng Ze, Yun Ye, and of course, Ye Feng, who was inseparable, stood in the bare courtyard of the Qiao family, looking at the Qiao family's new house motionless, and even a little dumbfounded.

"This is also ......", Cheng Ze couldn't help but point to the Qiao family's house and said, but for the sake of face, he could only silently admire in his heart, this house is too beautiful, can the house be repaired like this?

Originally, there was nothing different outside the house, but it was very chic, and the bamboo curtain used to block the wind at the door had been painted by Hua Banxia, and the painting was very appropriate, Aomei in the snow.

I don't know what technique was used, but the painting was like it was alive.

"Cheng Gongzi, come in, come in", Chen Jiahua knew that Hua Banxia and Cheng Ze were familiar, she didn't even wear shoes and went down to the yard, so she stood under the eaves and greeted.

The snow had already reached the first staircase, and except for the old locust tree, the yard was snow-white.

"Auntie, I brought some New Year's gifts, where can I put them?" Cheng Ze suddenly felt a little unaccustomed, he knew the location before, but now he doesn't know it at all.

Although he came once when the Qiao family's new house was capped, he said that he would give Hua Banxia a gift, and he didn't think there was any difference at that time, but now it seems that it is completely different from what he saw before.

Chen Jiahua pointed to the kitchen along the corridor under the eaves, "Come on, come with me, the kitchen is not over there now, it's here."

Cheng Ze and the three of them entered the house curiously, and when they passed by the bamboo curtain at the door, Yun Ye also touched the painting on the curtain, he seemed to have found something, but he just went in with a smile.

"Hey, it's really warm enough in this room", Cheng Ze was even more surprised, because the room couldn't help but be warm, and everything in it was very special.

The hall was not large, at least not in his opinion, but it was enough to accommodate twenty or so people. The chairs in the hall were something he had never seen before, and most people had a few wooden chairs, and a small table was placed in the middle of the chairs to hold teacups.

But Qiao's house is not like this at all, on the right hand side of the door is a few big cotton soft couches next to the wall, but they are higher and smaller than the soft couch, and there are backrests and pillows on them.

"Banxia, is this going to move all the beds out?" Cheng Ze couldn't help but joke, he admitted that when he saw something like this, he really wanted to pounce on it and lie down, it must be very comfortable.

"This, this is a sofa, it's made by Banxia, it's weird and comfortable, you're welcome, sit down", Qiao Zheng was originally sitting on the sofa, and as soon as Cheng Ze and the others came in, he got up.

Cheng Ze and Yun Ye did not sit down, but continued to look at the layout in the room curiously.

There is a coffee table in front of the sofa, on which are placed two plates of tender and tender yellow, I don't know what to eat.

There is also a door at the end of the sofa inside, and when I look closer, I know that it is a passage, and there are several rooms on both sides of the passage, and there is the same passage on the opposite side.

In order to facilitate lighting, Hua Banxia did not seal the hall, opposite the door is a big floor-to-ceiling window, the window is locked in a push-pull way, the windows are hollowed, there is a balcony outside, the same as the front, there is a floor, and there are heavy cyan curtains next to the window.

There are also a few small stools in the open space next to the curtain, which are sparsely placed, not idle and dirty, but more lazy. On the other side is a small staircase, and at the bottom of each staircase there are lattices with a few books and some trinkets, and there are many unused lattices.

On the wall, in the same way as the bamboo curtain, a dancing girl is painted on the wall, standing on tiptoe, spreading her arms, and facing sideways under the flowers. The girl has no specific facial features, but it is more mysterious and beautiful.

In the open space opposite the sofa is a long dining table, on which there is a tablecloth, and the chairs are neatly arranged under the table.

There are no calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and there are no antique vases in the house, but they are extremely attractive and make people feel extremely comfortable.

Since Ye Feng and Yun Yeming were two brothers on their faces, Ye Feng unceremoniously sat down directly on the sofa, "Well, comfortable!" ”

He couldn't help but admire, how could he have such an idea of enjoyment, it seemed that it was time to replace those things in the palace.

"Hey, what's this?" Ye Feng picked up the dried durian on the table in front of the sofa and asked curiously, "Wow, what does it smell like, it's so strange!" ”

"This is the fruit we picked up in the mountains, dried it and kept it for ourselves", Qiao Zheng picked up a piece of dried fruit and explained to Ye Feng, and he also took the initiative to demonstrate that he ate a piece and told him that he could eat it.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and ate it too, "Well, it's good, it's sweet, it tastes very special!" ”

Cheng Ze saw that Ye Feng had eaten it, and after reading it, he also walked over, grabbed two pieces of dried fruit and asked, "Where is Banxia, where is she?" ”

"Oh, she's upstairs", Qiao Zheng pointed to the staircase next to the window and motioned for Cheng Ze to go upstairs by himself, Cheng Ze turned around and saw that Yun Ye had already gone to class, and he ran up.

Yunye quietly appeared behind Hua Banxia, watching Hua Banxia complete her composition little by little, her hands were stained with red and blue powder, and she sat cross-legged on the ground without any image.

It's just that Cheng Ze ran up too loudly and disturbed Hua Banxia's painting, but she didn't know that there was a cloud night besides Cheng Ze, because she only heard Cheng Ze's voice just now.

"Die, Cheng Ze, you work harder, I'm a new house, I want your life if I step on it!" Hua Banxia didn't reply to the name-calling, she has been busy for more than half a month, and now she is on the verge of collapse.

"Uh...... Don't be so fierce, I'll be careful", Cheng Ze said with a smile, leaning behind Hua Banxia and watching, "Oh...... It turns out that you painted all the paintings on the walls of your house."

"Nonsense! You'd better be careful and stay in the back, if you break my painting, I'll kill you!" ”

"Cheng Cheng Cheng", Cheng Ze can be regarded as convinced of her, "Girls are always fierce, not cute at all".

Hua Qingqing didn't allow others to speak ill of her sister, although she didn't know that Cheng Ze was joking with Hua Banxia, she still spoke out to defend her sister.

"Don't you say that about my sister, my sister has been painting for a long time, she gets up before dawn every day to paint, and paints until night, she doesn't eat, she has this one left, if she breaks it, she will go crazy!"