I stayed on the mountain for a long time, thinking that I had thought the problem through, and then I went down the mountain to Jiangjia Village. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the sun is already slightly westerly, and the villagers who have worked in the morning are already in the shade of the trees to cool off and sit and chat.

I found Song Lao easily.

At this time, he had changed into a white crewneck T-shirt, except that his skin was a little whiter, and he was not much different from the locals.

I stood outside the crowd and watched from afar.

And Song Lao has already become a piece of the villagers, drinking tea and chatting with everyone, and there are trays of fresh melons and fruits in front of him, which looks very comfortable.

Of course, even if Song Lao was chatting, his hands were not idle.

Naturally, he was painting, and the onlookers applauded from time to time, scrambling to invite Song Lao to paint a portrait on the spot.

And Song Lao did not refuse to come, but smiled and told everyone not to squeeze, one by one, rest assured, everyone has a share.

And the people who have been painted happily send the paintings home and come back as spectators.

I kept my distance to watch, and I saw that Song Lao was either sketching or blending, and it didn't take long to draw a picture, which was very efficient.

Of course, there was no sign of the finished portrait being in a hurry, and without exception it was praised by the villagers, and everyone said with satisfaction: "Like, really like!"

It can be seen that Song Lao is sincere and has a very high style, and I sincerely respect his painting skills and personality.

The villagers are also sincere, and the way to express their gratitude is almost the same, that is, they have come forward to invite Song Lao to the family for dinner.

And Song Lao didn't even refuse, and agreed to everyone's invitations with a smile.

Uh, can the old man eat the hospitality of every family? I can't believe it.

But looking at Song Lao's appearance, it doesn't look like he's being polite to people, does he really plan to stay here for a few days?

Don't leave a good way to come and spend it with me, I can't bear it for a long time!

In fact, Song Lao had already seen my appearance, but he only cared about the portrait, as if he had forgotten his agreement with me.

I just stood outside the crowd and watched him paint.

Seriously, I feel that the temperament and state that Song Lao showed when he painted were very similar to his father's performance when he was doing stone work before his death, and there was a powerful aura that caught the eye.

And I, just like the last time I appeared in Jiangjia Village, the villagers turned a blind eye to me.

I didn't mind acting as a spectator, and I didn't take the initiative to talk to Song Lao.

But we finally started interacting.

This is because the appearance of a person acts as a catalyst.

This person is Jin Shun, who was dealt with last time.

However, this guy's nature has not changed, as soon as he appeared, he began to smash Song Lao's field, ignoring that it was an old man in front of him.

I saw that he was still drunk and his face was red, and he walked sideways like a crab all the way, looking at Song Lao and looking at the portrait in progress.

Then he began to shout in a rough voice: "Ha, where did you come from to call Huazi, exchange paintings for food?"

As soon as these words came out, the villagers all opened their mouths and shook their heads bitterly!

Song Lao smiled and didn't take him seriously.

"Know, know the snake of the land in this village, who is ...... Who?" Jin Shun continued to knot his tongue, and then pointed at the tip of his nose with his index finger: "Yes, me......! Set up a stall to make money, after that, with my consent, huh?"

"Poof—"

I couldn't help but laugh.

Such an exaggerated smile attracted everyone's attention, and everyone realized that there was an extra "face" of me.

Especially Jin Shun, he kept staring at me for a long time, and then said, "Why do I see that you are very familiar?"

I couldn't hold back a laugh, pointed to the portrait and said, "The old man went to the countryside to send warmth, small plays, I'm afraid you don't want to have a picture." ”

", who says I don't want to?

After that, he slapped his palm on the back of the head of the villager who was the model, and shouted in his mouth: "Get out, want to steal the limelight of Jinyue?

After saying that, he sat down in front of Song Lao with a golden knife, and naturally raised Erlang's legs with his feet apart.

Actually, I did it on purpose, with a prank mind, and I watched how Song Lao dealt with this second-rate son.

Song Lao's mood was not affected in the slightest, and he happily began to paint.

On the contrary, I was a little shy, so I hurriedly stepped forward to sharpen the ink and press down on the paper to make it as smooth as possible.

After almost six or seven percent of the painting, Jin Shun suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Stop, stop, you also call painting, which point is it like!"

I look like it, right?

The villagers also dared to be angry on the side.

However, Song Lao said leisurely: "Isn't this painting? ”

I don't want Jin Shun to buy it at all: "It's not like anywhere! Did I ask you to draw me?"

Belch...... Speechless.

It seems that Jin Shun, who is deliberately provoking trouble and looking for trouble, is completely illogical in his thinking, and he really can't talk to him about this reason.

Okay、"Then who do you want to draw?"

Jin Shun was very simple: "My father, draw my father!"

Sweat!

Song Lao said: "Then call your father to the scene, and I will paint him." ”

"Aha, my father died a long time ago, you have the ability to call him to let me see!"

“......”

Song Lao frowned slightly: "Then what does your father look like?"

"Nonsense! If I knew and asked you to paint, my father would naturally look like me, and you would paint the way I did. ”

Speechless again.

Song Lao had no choice but to ask everyone: "What does his father look like, do the villagers remember it?"

The villagers had no choice but to help recall and describe.

One of them interjected: "Actually, there is a person who looks almost exactly like his father, but unfortunately I don't know where to go these days." ”

Everyone's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, why did you forget him!"

"Who?"

"Lao Wang!"

I almost laughed, it turned out to be "Lao Wang"......

It is said that Song Lao's painting skills are really not covered, on the basis of the portrait of Jin Shun who has been painted six or seven percent, combined with everyone's description, he began to "create" Lao Wang's appearance and physical signs.

The result surprised me, the portrait and the old Wang I have seen are inseparable!

It's amazing.

Naturally, the villagers praised it in one word: the painting is too similar!

But whether it looks like or not, the decision is between the thoughts of Jin Shun, who is messing around. Therefore, after the painting was finished, Song Lao asked Jin Shun to come and see it himself.

Jin Shun, who was drunk, dragged him to the sky, not only sat there and refused to move, but also shouted and scolded me to show him the portrait.

Okay, then I'll just be an adult!

As soon as the inspiration moved, I couldn't help but use the "heart mirror" technique on the portrait to project the appearance of Lao Wang, combined with Jin Shun's physical signs, and strengthened it.

It's only a matter of minutes.

I will then bring the portrait to Kim Soon and let him open his eyes.

I didn't expect it to work so well, wonderful!

- Then Jin Shun looked at it and was dumbfounded.

He was stunned for about a minute or two, as if he had suddenly woken up most of the time from drinking, and then knelt down in front of the portrait with a "bang" and began to cry for his father and mother.

Then Jin Shun didn't say a word again, and cherished the portrait and ran home.

In the process, I naturally unknowingly accepted the heart mirror.

After tossing for a long time, it was already dinner time, and the villagers began to warmly invite Song Lao to the family for dinner; of course, this time they inevitably called me by the way.

At this time, Song Lao had to face another problem: where to choose to go to dinner without offending anyone?

But there was no time to think about it, because Jin Shun suddenly sent someone to inform: No one should talk nonsense, Song Lao will eat and live at his house tonight.