"It's so beautiful!"

Su Qiaorong couldn't help but marvel.

Su Wenxuan also admired, "My mother's painting is so beautiful." ”

"Average, not a good painting!"

Li Shulan put down the pen and looked unconcerned.

She studied drawing.

What you want is a pattern, no matter what you draw, what you want is speed and image.

It is impossible to have any artistic conception, what form and spirit, and what immersive mirror she wants, and she is not a great painter.

"Mother, buy some paint next time and come back."

Su Wenxi's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but propose, "Mother's words, if you use the color, it will definitely look better." ”

"We'll talk about it then."

In Li Shulan's opinion, it doesn't matter if the pattern has a color or not, and she knows what color the embroidery goes with.

The plum figure is placed aside.

Laying out the blank paper, she picked up the pen again.

Start with one or two strokes, do it arbitrarily, and the two strokes cross into a look, like a phoenix's eyes.

Three or four strokes follow one another, to the right, to the left, and inward into an arc, with light ink with thick, according to the sparse and dense shade.

Five or six strokes are at hand, from the inside to the outside, from small to large, the intersection is half arc downward, and the end is drawn downward.

Then use thick ink at the intersection, point three or four small flower hearts, that is.

"Done!"

Li Shulan nodded with satisfaction.

Before the little ones could react, she laid down the paper again.

The third painting.

Slowly on the white paper......

The rod is stiff and round, indomitable, straight, and straight.

The branch is the auxiliary of the rod, the pole is powerful, and the branch is maintained.

The section is high and vigorous, but it is firm and solid, and it is dotted with thick ink.

One stroke and one leaf, the leaves and leaves are vivid, not condensed, not messy, and go with the flow.

"Bamboo!"

Seeing this painting, Su Qiaorong's beautiful eyes widened slightly and exclaimed.

Su Wenxuan followed: "Yes, it's bamboo, there is a bamboo forest in the back mountain, and my mother paints it like it." ”

At this moment.

Su Wenxi had already guessed that his mother was preparing to paint the Four Gentlemen.

Sure enough.

Li Shulan drew Aoju again.

The ink color is well matched, and a cluster of chrysanthemums is vivid and natural.

Four patterns were placed in front of the little ones and they were called to praise them.

"Mother, can you give me this painting?"

Su Wenxi couldn't help but beg for these four paintings.

Just now, his mother put down the pen like a god to help, and the tip of the pen was running in one go, and the movements like clouds and water were deeply rooted in his mind one by one.

Originally.

His mother was so talented.

The idea arose in his mind to keep the paintings.

"You want this painting?"

Li Shulan looked at him in surprise, "This is the pattern I painted, and I am going to embroider it into a screen and sell it to the embroidery village." ”

"This is the pattern?"

Su Wenxi was stunned.

Apparently it came as a surprise to him.

Such a wonderful painting turned out to be just a pattern?!!

"Yes, it's the pattern."

It was rare to see the steady boss lose his temper, Li Shulan couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips, "It's not a good painting, and it doesn't have a color, what do you want this painting for?"

If you like to draw, you can also learn how to draw on your own, and it would be great to draw whatever you want in the future. ”

"Mother, I also want to learn to draw."

Su Qiaorong pulled her mother's sleeve, revealing a look of anticipation.

"No problem."

Rubbing the top of her head, Li Shulan smiled and agreed, "As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you." ”

He looked at their brother again and continued: "You are the same, I can guide you if you want to learn to paint, but if you want to learn real painting skills, you must find a real Danqing master to guide you in the future." ”

"But there's no need to rush this, play when you have time, your main task is to study."

In the end, Li Shulan deliberately glanced at the boss.

Su Wenxi just nodded silently.

Then.

Su Qiaorong yawned, looking sleepy.

Seeing this, Li Shulan ordered: "Rong'er hasn't taken a nap yet, go to sleep quickly." ”

"Don't sleep."

Su Qiaorong pursed her mouth and complained: "Mother, our bed is hard, and my back hurts from sleeping." ”

"Yes, it's the same with our beds."

Su Wenxuan followed: "Mother, the straw on the bed runs to the side, and sometimes it will be awkward." ”

"The straw is not woven into a straw mat, and it will fall apart after sleeping for a long time, and it will be uncomfortable to sleep on the back."

Not to mention that the little ones can't stand it, Li Shulan also felt uncomfortable when she got up this morning.

Stretched out his hand and stroked his little daughter's head, and said with a smile: "It's a big problem to sleep well, I'll borrow some straw later, and then weave it into a thick straw mat and put it on the bed, so that we won't be embarrassed when we sleep at night." ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Li Shulan looked at the sky, it was still early.

Immediately instructed the people around him, "Boss, you put away the pen, paper, ink and inkstone first, and then go with me to borrow straw." ”

"Yes, mother!"

After a while.

Confessing that the two children were guarding at home, Li Shulan took Su Wenxi out.

The autumn harvest was just after that.

The villagers who have paddy fields at home have dried straw to feed the cattle and sheep, and the mother and son went straight to the third aunt who has the most paddy fields in the family.

"Third aunt, are you at home?"

Standing in the courtyard of two wooden houses connected to each other, Li Shulan shouted loudly.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

The third aunt Zhang came out when she heard it.

She was followed by two children of six or seven years old who also came out with her.

Su Wenxi bowed, "Wenxi pays a visit to the third grandmother." ”

"It's Wen Xi, it's a good day!"

I saw my nephew and grandson in front of me wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt, standing there outstandingly.

This is what she is familiar with, Zhang smiled with satisfaction.

I saw her instructing the two children beside her, "Three girls, four girls, call you Lan Boniang quickly." ”

"Lamberie!"

"Lamberie!"

Two well-behaved girls greeted each other one after another.

"That's good."

Li Shulan took out two sachets from her sleeves, "Uncle Niang doesn't have any good things, these two sachets are for you to play with small things." ”

"Zhenglei's family, this thing can be exchanged for money, what to do for children."

Zhang Shina glared at her, and hurriedly said, "Take it back quickly, what else do you want to send from your family." ”

"Third aunt, a few stitches of this sachet have been embroidered crookedly by me, and it is not easy to sell them, so I am going to keep them for myself."

Li Shulan joked with a smile, "I don't think my family won't dislike it, so I will decorate small things for my children." ”

"Hearing you say that, I won't be polite to you."

Zhang smiled again, and said to the two children next to him: "Why don't you hurry up and thank your uncle." ”

"Thank you, Lamber."

"Lan Boniang, thank you, Siya likes it very much."

The two little sisters couldn't put down the sachet on their hands and thanked them happily.

"No thanks, if you like it."

Li Shulan waved her hand and asked again, "Third aunt, where are our Caizhu, she is not at home?" ”

"Here, Sister-in-law Lan, I'm at home."

A shadow came out of the room.

He was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a beautiful melon seed face, flashing eyes, and a light pink pleated skirt, and he greeted him with a smile before he spoke, "Sister-in-law Lan, Caizhu thought you were about to forget me." ”