In addition to paintings, Mr. Wen also likes antiques.

He took out a vase in the study and said: "This is what I just found two days ago, I have found someone to identify it, and it is sure to be an antique, and I have nothing else of value here, so I will give this to the porridge, I hope you don't dislike it." ”

After seeing this vase, Porridge Congee's eyes lit up, and he shook his little head again and again, "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, I like it very much!" Thank you grandpa! ”

As she spoke, she took it with joy, her face full of joy, and she looked very fond of it.

But I didn't know that what Congee Congee was looking at was actually the spirit in the vase.

That's right, there is a spirit in this vase!

People naturally can't stuff it in, but the spirit body can change into various forms, shrink and enlarge at will, and when the porridge looks inside, I see that the spirit is lying in it with Erlang's legs crossed, and the snoring sound is also earth-shattering.

What's more, this is still a poor ghost!

Like her, they are all poor eggs!

This is the first time Congee Congee has seen a poor ghost, and for a while, he involuntarily had the idea of getting close.

As if sensing her gaze, the poor ghost opened his eyes lazily, and then said, "Yo, poor bastard, there are actually poorer people than me." ”

Congee Congee's face suddenly darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are poor!" ”

She's already making money!

After the golden light of the ancestor is fully restored, he will be able to get rid of the lack of money.

Sooner or later, she will become a little rich woman!

Porridge snorted, but Old Man Wen couldn't see the poor ghost, seeing that her little face suddenly sank, he asked cautiously, "Don't you like it?" ”

Hearing this, Congee Porridge came back to his senses and quickly shook his head, "No, I like it." ”

As she spoke, she quietly drew a poor charm and threw it into the vase, and when she heard the sound of the poor ghost scolding, the corners of her mouth pursed up, and she was in a happy mood.

Let him talk nonsense!

After that, Wen Yao took them to Cui Rong's studio to take a look, sorted out the paintings inside, and entrusted this matter to Mr. Wen, who chose one by himself, and gave him another one of porridge and porridge, so that he could hold them all, and then returned to the Wen family.

Grandma Wen also made lunch, and when Wen Yao left, she specially explained that she ate a lot of porridge and porridge, so let her cook more.

Grandma Wen made a table full of dishes.

Her craftsmanship is very good, and she gave a thumbs up again and again when she ate porridge, "Grandma's cooking is as delicious as that of the fourth aunt!" ”

Hearing this, Grandma Wen also laughed, "If you like it, eat more." ”

Usually she and the old man are at home, the two of them are not fragrant when they eat, they can't eat at all, and when they watch the little girl eat, she plays extraordinarily and adds half a bowl of rice!

After eating, Congee Congee originally wanted to help wash the dishes, but was driven aside by Grandma Wen to play.

Congee Congee had to sit on the sofa.

Because there are no children at home, there are no toys, I am afraid that she will be bored, and after thinking about it, Old Man Wen proposed: "Do you want to learn to draw porridge?" I'll teach you how to draw. ”

He is a teacher in the art department, and it is easy to teach a child to draw.

Hearing this, Congee Congee also became interested, "Okay, okay." ”

She had only learned to draw talismans from her master, but she had never learned to draw yet.

Should it, it's all about the same?

Old Man Wen looked cold, but he was actually very patient and taught very carefully.

There is no difficulty in drawing at the beginning, he starts with stick figures.

"Draw a circle here, a line here...... Do you understand? ”

"Hmm!" Congee Congee nodded heavily, and said eagerly: "Grandpa, I seem to have learned, can I draw it?" ”

The little girl looked smart, and Old Man Wen didn't say anything, but nodded.

Congee Congee held the pen in a decent manner, his back was straight, and he could see that Old Man Wen nodded, "Hmm...... Well? ”

The little girl's first stroke was fine, but the second stroke suddenly turned a corner, and Old Man Wen was a little surprised, but he didn't interrupt her and let her continue.

The porridge was also drawn very seriously, and after the painting was finished, Xi Zizi showed it to him.

Looking at the picture she had drawn, Old Man Wen's hand holding his beard shook and almost pulled his beard off.

I saw that the lines on it were meandering, and I said that they were scribbled, but there seemed to be a pattern to follow, and as for what the pattern was, he couldn't say.

I just think it's not so much a painting as it is a ...... Ghost Drawing Talismans!

In the opinion of Old Man Wen, this is naturally not enough, but looking at the little girl's expectant gaze, he swallowed his words again, and said against his will: "The porridge porridge is really well drawn." ”

Hearing his praise, Congee Congee was overjoyed, "Then I'll draw a few more pictures for my grandfather!" ”

As she spoke, she lowered her head and drew again.

Old Man Wen wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Forget it, just play with it.

After the porridge porridge was ready, the faster and faster I painted, and it didn't take long to draw ten pictures.

Old Man Wen looked at the ghost drawing talisman on the table, and suddenly his head hurt a little.

However, he couldn't bear to hit her, so he said: "The porridge is so good, my grandfather likes it very much, and I will find someone to frame it and hang it on the wall after a while." ”

Hearing this, Congee Congee was even happier, and sure enough, drawing is the same as drawing symbols!

"Uh-huh! Or my grandfather taught me well! ”

Old Man Wen laughed dryly, and suddenly didn't know how to answer this.

You can't say it, don't say it's what he taught.

Cough.

Coughing lightly, he didn't say much, in fact, the painting of porridge, if you look closely, it's still ...... A little refreshed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he feels that his mind is a little clearer.

Probably because the little girl is here, looking at her in a good mood.

Old Man Wen didn't think much about it, and when he saw that Congee Congee was interested, he continued to paint.

As a result, there are many more "ghost drawing talismans".

Finally, when he left in the evening, Congee Congee said, "Grandpa, I have painted too much, and they are all hanging on the wall, if you have any friends, you can give them to them." ”

She's very generous.

"Okay." Old Man Wen nodded.

Wen Yao swept her eyes casually, her eyes paused slightly, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she heard her father praise the porridge and porridge for painting well, and her eyes were a little strange when she looked at him.

Although her father is not as good as Cui Rong and Master Yiyun, he is also famous, and it is not a problem for the paintings he paints to sell for hundreds of thousands, especially the first-class appreciation ability, and he can see the quality of the painting at a glance.

Even when looking at the master's paintings, he can accurately identify the shortcomings, which can be described as sharp.

I didn't expect the little girl's painting to be praised like this, it's really a double standard.

But children are meant to play, so they don't need to be too serious.

After chatting a few words, she left with porridge.

Coincidentally, as soon as they left, someone came to visit Wen's house.

It was a former student of Mr. Wen.

Seeing him sorting out the drawings on his desk, he asked, "Teacher, is this what you just painted?" ”

After speaking, I saw those paintings, and my eyes suddenly widened, is this a ghost drawing talisman?

Cautiously glanced at Old Man Wen's expression, and the student didn't dare to say this, so he asked, "Teacher, can you give me one?" ”

Old man Wen saw his mind at a glance, he, a student, is not on the right path, likes to do business, his grades are always at the bottom when he is in school, but he has a business mind, and after graduation, he became a studio agent, specializing in helping to sell paintings, and taking a cut from it.

But fortunately, people are not bad, and they have a heart, and they often come to see him, so Mr. Wen ordered him a few words, and then he didn't say anything more, and when he saw that his eyes kept drifting to the painting, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you one." ”

The student was overjoyed, "Thank you, teacher!" ”

Although he can't appreciate it, this is painted by the teacher, and it must be valuable!

After chatting for a while, the old man rested early, and the students didn't stay long, so they left with the painting in their arms.

When he returned, he left the painting in his study and waited for it to be framed tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, he was sleeping soundly, when a cold hand suddenly touched his back.

"Hi, handsome guy~"