The painting class in the afternoon was really as Tang Zhao had envisioned, the teacher who taught painting told everyone some basic painting skills, and Tang Zhao felt that those familiar words and phrases reminded him of his art teacher when he was in junior high school.

It was a petite young female teacher in her twenties, with short hair and a sweet smile. He's almost graduating from high school in a flash, and time flies...... When Tang Zhao thought so in his heart, the teaching session of the painting teacher was temporarily stopped.

In the open space in the middle of the classroom is a large white porcelain vase, which is used by students to make sketches.

Students can also choose not to draw vases, in essence, the utensils here are free for students to use, and the choice is relatively free, after all, today is only a free experience on the first day of opening, and it normally costs money to participate.

There are paintbrushes and paints and other things next to it, but they are well prepared. Of course, you can do whatever you want after spending money, and you don't come here to go to jail, after all, the work, study and life on weekdays are enough to make people feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Tang Zhao held a pencil in his hand, he didn't use various colors of paint, because he felt that it was very troublesome, after all, he didn't need to send photos in the circle of friends to express how fulfilling and emotional his private life was.

The classrooms are basically young people in their twenties, and the four of Tang Zhao and his party are still young. It was quiet, and there was very little talk, except for the rustle of a paintbrush on contact with the white paper.

Tang Zhao didn't deliberately want to paint anything, in this Lidong, he wanted to live a different life, he wanted to live a commemorative life, after all, this symbolized the new life he and Qin Zheng started together.

He drew carefully on the white paper, that is the place he once been, there is a Nai He Bridge that the world does not want to mention, under the bridge is a Lethe River, and by the bridge stands Meng Po, who has been serving soup with people all day long.

There is grass there, and there are scattered purple and white flowers blooming on the grass, this vibrant scene may not match the atmosphere there, but Tang Zhao feels that it is just right.

Of course, he didn't paint in such detail, he just drew a bridge over a river, a bridge that he had seen but had never been up to.

The whole process was very smooth, and Tang Zhao barely stopped, as if the Nai He Bridge that did not exist in the world was in front of his eyes.

"Brother Urging, the drawing is good." Chang Le on the side poked his head over and praised Tang Qiu. Tang Zhao was unmoved, he knew in his heart that even if he just painted an old Ding head, Chang Le would praise him for his simple lines.

In Chang Le's eyes, he is always covered with a beautiful filter, and the worship that began in childhood has never dissipated.

"Brother Qiu, where is this bridge, why haven't I seen it?" Chang Le continued to ask, Tang Qiu looked at him with a curious look, opened his mouth slightly, but immediately closed it.

He wanted to speak and stopped, and in the end he could only say a word of unknown meaning.

"I hope you don't see it."

"What, is this bridge not able to withstand my electric tricycle or can't it withstand me?"

"It can't bear Lin Chumo's thoughts."

"Huh?" Chang Le was confused, Tang Zhao just smiled slightly, and quickly terminated the topic. The beginning of winter is a good day, a beautiful winter has arrived, and he has to spend round after round of the four seasons with his family and friends.

Something about the underworld, it's too disappointing to mention it. Qin Zheng, who was sitting on the other side of Tang Zhao, just glanced at his painting and knew what Tang Zhao was painting.

"I'll make you soup at night, don't think about the bridge now." Qin Zheng's tone was casual, and Tang Yu just smiled, so it was fine.

The tea soup taught by Meng Po to Qin Zheng tastes very good, making people have an endless aftertaste, even if it looks as clear as water on the outside.

Tang Zhao also took the opportunity to take a look at the paintings of other people around him, Chang Le drew a colorful sun, painted with paint, the color of each light was different, so Tang Zhao could recognize that it was a sun.

Lin Chumo drew a sketch of Chang Le, and Tang Xi's evaluation was that if the person in the painting was Chang Le, he would probably be a hot star by now.

Qin Zheng is amazing, she is painting the old Ding head.

"Are you here to smash the field?" Tang Qiu whispered to Qin Zheng, but Qin Zheng didn't think so.

"It's very free here."

"......" Forget it, she's happy. The four of them did not stay here long, and at half past three in the afternoon, they left the place together.

To sum up this trip, Tang Zhao has only one evaluation, that is, the artistic atmosphere cannot appear out of thin air when they get together.

Fortunately, he didn't spend any money, and if he wants to spend money to get in, he might as well buy firecrackers and listen to them. Speaking of which, the Chinese New Year is not a few months away, so when the time comes, buy more firecrackers and fireworks, and everyone will get together for a reunion for the New Year, how good.

"Brother Xuan, why are we going next?" When he goes out, Chang Le uses Tang to promote the horse's head, this is a subconscious habit, even if Lin Chumo is next to him, he can't change it for a while.

"Go back to your own house, find your mother." Tang Zhao's casual words were heard by Chang Le about other things.

"Uncle and aunt are back?"

"Why don't you kid be so clever in studying......" Tang Zhao complained, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"No wonder you are worried about marrying Qin Zheng, do you want to get a witness as soon as possible? That's right, as the so-called long night dreams are ......" Chang Le didn't finish speaking, but he was kicked in the ass by Tang Xuan.

"Don't pull the calf, let's go back." After Tang Yu finished speaking, he took Qin Zheng's hand and prepared to leave, before leaving, he nodded and smiled politely at Lin Chumo, and Qin Zheng also waved goodbye to the two.

Tang Zheng's fingers passed between Qin Zheng's fingers, and he naturally clasped the latter's ten fingers. He looked up at the cloudless sky and suddenly spoke.

"It's postponed."

"What's the delay?"

"I want to postpone my proposal to you until the first snow falls this winter." With a smile on the corner of Tang Qiu's mouth, Qin Zheng flattened his mouth, and it was still this matter for a long time...... Her eyes rolled, and the corners of her mouth curled in a playful curvature.

"What if it doesn't snow?"

"That is, God doesn't want us to get married, and God's will is hard to disobey......"

"......" Qin Zheng didn't expect Tang Zheng to say this. She also thought that Tang Chao would say that even if artificial snowfall is carried out, this snow must fall.

What kind of providence is hard to violate, isn't there another saying that my life is up to me...... The more Qin Zheng thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but glared at Tang Zhao on the side.

Tang Yu was not in a hurry or annoyed, he just looked at the chestnut-haired girl beside him with a serious and firm expression.

"It's going to snow." Of course, Qin Zheng knew that it would snow in Shencheng in winter, and she didn't need Tang Xuan to say that she also knew.

"I promise you, when the snow falls on your shoulder, you will be in my arms." Tang Zheng squeezed Qin Zheng's hand as he spoke, Qin Zheng looked at his resolute face, and didn't know what to say for a while.

She could only purse her lips and silently pray in her heart that this first snow would come soon. It can end Tang Qiu's obsession in his heart, and it can also declare his belonging in this life.

Tang Yu and the third watch didn't eat at home in the evening, and Tang Zhao didn't think about going to Mu Xi's house to join in the fun, although he knew that it wouldn't be long before Mu Ning would call him and ask him to come over for dinner.

There are also dragon cubs and Ah Zi at home, they just have to make dumplings when they go home to eat, anyway, the four of them usually live together.

They had done this kind of thing together before, so practice makes perfect, and everyone cooperated tacitly, and they had already wrapped the dumplings to be cooked at night before dusk came.

Everything is ready, just waiting for dinner. Then Tang Qiu's phone rang, he looked at the caller's name on it, and thought to himself that he guessed correctly.

"Uncle Mu, I'm making dumplings with Qin Zheng at home, so I'm going to go."

"Next time I'm looking for Mu Xi to play, I'll go to your house and have a good meal."

"Okay, goodbye." Tang Qiu warmly dealt with Mu Ning with a few words with a smile on his face, and when he returned to the living room, Qin Zheng and A Zi were sitting on the sofa chatting with laughter.

Tang Qiu subconsciously glanced at the dog house in the corner of the living room, and the dragon cub was not there. Did the Shencheng Dog King go out for work?

Tang Yu didn't think so, with his understanding of the dragon cub, he knew very well in his heart that the dragon cub, the dog king of the sinking city, should be like a shopkeeper, unless it was a particularly urgent matter in the dog clan, he would rush over to deal with it, and usually leave the big and small matters to the elders to be responsible, otherwise there would not have been such a thing as civil strife in the dog clan before.

Tang Zhao walked around the house for a while, and soon found the dragon cub in the guest room where Qin Zheng lived before.

At this time, the dragon cub was standing by the window, Tang Yu thought he had something on his mind, and walked over to take a look, only to find that the dragon cub was reaching out to touch the screen window.

Under the surging brilliance of the dragon cub's fingers, the screen window, which had been broken with a small hole, was quickly restored to its perfect state.

"It's a waste for you not to work as a repairman." Tang Qiu's voice came from the side, and the dragon cub was noncommittal about it.

In the past, when Tang Yu and the third watch were not at home, Tang Zhao lived with him alone and a dog in this family, and when something broke at home, the dragon cub would secretly repair it, so Tang Yu's previous solitary life would be extremely comfortable, and Tang Yu was relieved to leave him alone at home.

"It's winter, have you just fixed the screen window, it's too late, right?" Tang was bored and quipped at the dragon cub.

"It should have been bad lately, besides, haven't you heard the story of the remedy?" The dragon cub's words amused Tang Xuan.

"The Shencheng Dog King still understands literary allusions?"

"I've lived so many years longer than you, and it's normal to know more than you." The dragon cub closed the window, and the cold air coming in from the window was blocked out.

The weather is already a little cold, the dragon cub has no special perception of the four seasons, he is not an ordinary dog, not even an ordinary monster, there is no need to worry about the passage of youth.

Tang Qiu stood beside the dragon cub and looked out the window, there were not many vehicles on the street, and the takeaway brother riding an electric car appeared several in a short period of time.

"You said that if I have my own child in the future, what will I say to him then, you have been in our house for forty years? How can a normal dog live for so long, and if it is spread out, it will have to be interviewed and reported by TV stations. Tang Qi pursed his lips and smiled, thinking about the scene where the dragon cub accompanied the three generations of his family, and he felt quite warm.

"I don't have to live with you, and I don't have to." The dragon cub looked at Tang Zhao beside him playfully, Tang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then his head shook like a rattle.

"That's not good, my son won't grow up with you, I'm not at ease."

"Do you know if it's a son or not a daughter?"

"Sons and daughters are the same, anyway, with the Shencheng Dog King, my children can grow up healthy and strong, just like me."

"Didn't you just say that my identity is not easy to explain, think about it, dogs that can live for twenty years are already extremely rare, and forty years is indeed not in line with the lifespan of the dog family." The dragon cub turned his back against the windowsill, his head leaning back against the window, his black and white hair unusually striking.

His youthful face can definitely be called handsome and handsome, and there is no ruffian, full of righteousness.

"It's a big deal to erase the memory of people who know about your existence, and when the time comes, tell others that you only appeared in our house later, and you will be twenty years old again. It should be easy to do, and I'll have to tell my dad to make sure he remembers to do it so that nothing goes wrong. Listening to Tang Yu's nagging, the dragon cub always felt that this kid was becoming more and more like his father, and his father was like this when he was young, but now it is even more of a headache.

It was he who gave the father and son what they were used to.

"How long can you live, dragon cub?" Tang Qiu suddenly asked the dragon cub on the side.

"It's been a long, long time, and I have dragon energy, if I have to say it, I should be similar to the bull head and horse face of the underworld. If they don't die, I certainly won't die either. ”

"Then you will be the patron saint of our family in the future, your ancestors have been watched by you for generations, a dog has been passed down for three generations, and the dead dog is still there." The smile on Tang Zhao's face was very bright, just like a child.

He has always been a child in front of the dragon cub.

"I signed a deed of sale and sold it to your family?"

"It's too late to sign now." Tang Qiu's eyes were a little flattering.

"You're really stupid, you don't think that the rules and regulations of your world can bind me, do you?"

"I know, you are the King of Shencheng Dogs, the most powerful monster in the world, if it weren't for the condescension of our family, I don't know which mountain you are now king and have made a big career. It's just that if you think about it, the days of Dugu seeking defeat are not interesting, you have Ah Zi and us, as well as the group of little brothers of your dog clan, such days are very good......" Tang Zhao stretched out his palm and patted the shoulder of the dragon cub, and the tone in his mouth was meaningful.

"In the future, my child will be handed over to you......" Tang Zhao deliberately pretended to be very mature, which made people feel unbearable.

But the dragon cub didn't laugh. He just quietly looked at Tang Yu beside him, and the palm he stretched out that landed on his shoulder.

This scene seemed familiar to the dragon cub, because Tang Yu back then said the same thing to Tang Yu who was standing in front of him now.

Even the action of asking for help is the same, does this family have any special templates for their own routines...... The dragon cub didn't answer, he just slowly closed his eyes, and his thoughts seemed to go back to the day when he first met Tang Qiu.

The baby looked at him and smiled, but he didn't know what kind of expression to put on. He is the famous Dog King of the Sunken City, and he is also the knight who guards the family.