As soon as he got out of the car, Han Shuang saw Fu Tianyi and an old lady of his age standing under the main entrance of the house together, with a kind smile in their eyes.

"Han Shuang, you can let my master and sister go out to greet me personally, in the entire Xia Kingdom, you are definitely the first person!" Behind the two of them, there was a little girl who quietly poked her head out, and her big eyes were curious.

When she saw Han Shuang, she let out a 'wow' exclamation, and then ran over quickly.

"Big brother, are you coming to see me? How do you know I live here? Han Shuang smiled and touched Fu Yin's little head,

"That's right! Didn't we make an appointment to go to the exhibition? I didn't see you, so I came to my house looking for you. ”

"Humph! It's all my grandfather's fault, he won't let me go! This scene made Fu Tianyi and his wife stunned for a moment.

"Little friend, do you know Yinyin?" Han Shuang smiled and briefly talked about the encounter that day. Fu Tianyi laughed: "I can't imagine that you and our Fu family still have such a fate!" With that, he invited Han Shuang to the house.

It may not be time to start the meal, Fu Tianyi pulled Han Shuang to his study. The study is very pure, there are only books, and not a single painting can be seen.

However, there are many books on painting. Meng Yi was busy making tea.

"Little friend, you know a lot about shrimp?" Fu Tianyi took a sip of tea and asked directly. Han Shuang replied casually: "I painted a few paintings when I was bored, and I don't know much about it." Fu Tianyi laughed: "Xiaoyou is modest, just based on the question you raised, I know that Xiaoyou is definitely not a thing in the pool!" I didn't expect Xiaoyou to not only be famous in music, but also have such a strong attainment in painting! It's unbelievable! "What can Han Shuang say?

In the face of praise, he can only drink tea silently. He thought about it, and in the face of such praise, he was neither modest nor arrogant, just accept it silently.

"At what age did you get into painting?"

"After the enlightenment, I had a certain interest in painting, but my family background was not very good, so I took a wooden stick and painted casually on the ground." You can accumulate experience in doing a lot of things, and it's the same with lies.

No, Han Shuang at this time was panicked again, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, his expression was calm, and his eyes were clear.

Coupled with his amazing artistic talent, no one would have imagined that this was a big lie.

Fu Tianyi nodded approvingly: "A true genius is never bound by conditions, and Xiaoyou can achieve it from this, talent is absolutely crucial!" Han Shuang also nodded cheekily.

"Xiaoyou's ink landscape has already convinced me, I don't know if Xiaoyou is interested in another shrimp picture, so that I can open my eyes." If anyone else hears this, their jaws will definitely drop!

Everyone in the dignified painting world actually used such an almost humble tone to talk to a young boy who didn't talk to him!

Of course, there is a great deal of self-humility in these words. It's always like this, which still makes Meng Yi on the side feel incredible.

The teacher seems to attach great importance to Han Shuang! Han Shuang can probably guess the purpose of Fu Tianyi's invitation to his home, the meal is just a disguise, and he probably still wants to see his painting skills.

His own landscape ink painting and his ink shrimp painting are originally a painting category. Since his ink skills are so superb and he knows so much about shrimp, it makes sense that he wants to see it.

"The old gentleman is polite, I paint shrimp at the entry level, if the old gentleman insists on seeing it, then I will offer it once."

"Haha, Xiaoyou is humble, with your ink skills, painting nothing is just an entry level, I can't wait to see you splash ink now!" Meng Yi said with a smile: "Teacher, although Han Shuang has a somewhat withdrawn personality, he still knows how to respect the old and love the young, let's not mention the matter of painting first, let's go!" It's time to cook, let's go eat first! Han Shuang saw that not only Fu Tianyi wanted to see his level of painting shrimp, but even Meng Yi also had this idea.

Anyway, the bigger the pretend, the higher the reputation you get. This wave of painting achievement points, do not earn in vain.

。。。。。。 There are several restaurants in the villa, but the restaurant that entertains Han Shuang is the largest, which can accommodate twenty people.

It is worth mentioning that only a few people are seated for the time being. It's not that Fu Tianyi didn't consider using a small dining table, it's just that in the banquet culture of the Xia Kingdom, big represents a kind of respect.

In addition, he heard that Han Shuang was also extremely fond of food, so he asked the kitchen to cook more dishes, and the small dining table was not necessarily placed, so he simply came to the big dining table.

Although he doesn't know Fu Tianyi's personality, Han Shuang can really perceive his kindness to himself.

As the master, he sat down on the main seat, but he sat next to him. Meng Yi could only sit down.

On the other side, sat Fu Tianyi's wife. Under the old woman sat a beautiful young woman in her early thirties, and Fu Yin sat on the side of the beautiful young woman, estimated to be Fu Yin's mother.

"Haven't Xiao Jiang and Yuan Qian come back yet?" Fu Tianyi asked at the beautiful young woman.

"I just said that I was already on the way, and I guess I'm almost home." At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming out of the stairs.

Although he didn't see anyone, Han Shuang had already heard Yuan Gan's trademark loud voice.

"Han Shuang, that guy is nothing good, just the song is okay, if you paint, I can top the two of him! By the way, Brother Jiang, who did Grandpa Fu invite to dinner? Then, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Fu Kaijiang and Yuan Qian walked in.

The moment he saw Han Shuang, Yuan Qian's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Han 。。。。。 Han Shuang? You..... ”

"What are you? How many times have I told you, don't bury people behind your back! Why don't you listen? can still top Han Shuang two, how did you lose last time have you forgotten? Facing Yuan Qian, Meng Yi was angry.

Yuan Qian scratched his scalp and sat next to Fu Yin with his head down.

"Sit on my side! Yin Yin's bad is all for you to learn! Yuan Qian lowered his head and walked to Meng Yi's side again.

Seeing this scene, Han Shuang couldn't help but laugh. It is said that the wicked have their own wicked grinding, and it is not false at all.

In front of his mentor Meng Yi, Yuan Qian really didn't have any temper at all. At this point, everyone has arrived and officially eaten.

The Fu family should have a family motto of 'food without words', and when eating, even the twittering Fu Yin rarely doesn't talk much.

The few words at the dinner table are still Fu's.

"Come, Han Shuang, try this."

"Try this again."

"Just like your own home, don't be polite。。。。。。" For eating, Han Shuang has never been very polite.

In addition, he doesn't like to talk much when he participates in dinners, so it can be said that he doesn't feel awkward at all with such a table atmosphere.

It's just that when he was eating, he inexplicably thought of Wang Defa. When he was in Yancheng, he also had a dinner in the courtyard of the Wang family.

Although it is not so hearty, each dish is equally exquisite. The dining atmosphere of the Wang family does not have so many rules, and they can chat freely during meals.

Of course, he didn't mean that the Fu family's rules were bad. He is very malleable, whether it is the quietness and liveliness of a wealthy family, or the simplicity and simplicity of a small low table, he can accept it.

Han Shuang noticed that on one of the walls of the restaurant, there was a painting hanging on it. At first, he thought it was Fu Tianyi's casual graffiti, but finally found out that it was a family photo of the Fu family.

This family portrait is not a camera photograph, but an oil painting. Although it is an oil painting, the figures are very expressive.

Fu Tianyi and his wife sat on two flat high chairs, Fu Kaijiang and his wife stood behind them, Fu Yin was still very young at that time, about two or three years old, in Fu Kaijiang's wife's arms.

Among them, there is also a woman with long hair fluttering, her facial features are very three-dimensional, and at first glance, it looks a little amazing.

However, unlike the peace of other people's eyes, this woman's eyes are very sharp, with a faint domineering.

Coupled with a smile on the corner of her mouth, it is very in line with the image of that rebellious girl. It should be Fu Lao's daughter!

Han Shuang thought secretly. He was also not in the habit of inquiring about other people's family affairs, and after only two glances, he focused his attention on the slowly turning food.