Early in the morning, I went to the kitchen. I rolled up my sleeves and was about to do a big job, but I received the news from Aunt Luo, and I didn't need to boil the soup for the time being. Aunt Luo: "Miss Xing has been drinking chicken soup for several days, and I'm scared to drink it." ”

No need to boil soup. Young Master Lu also did not arrange other work. I had a free time, went back to my room, and painted with the materials I had bought.

I love to draw. It's a new skill I learned while I'm recuperating. At that time, my treatment for "memory repair" was not progressing, and I was inevitably a little frightened and anxious, I had nightmares and allergies. One day, my father picked out a set of 12-color watercolors for me at the stationery store at the entrance of Licheng No. 3 Middle School near my house, and said to me, "Listen to the doctor, painting can calm the mind." ”

At that time, I found a primer on the bookshelf in my room for "Learning to Draw Watercolors from Scratch", and I followed the instructions in the book, practicing them step by step.

At the beginning, it was to destroy the paper for several months, focusing on training stupid claws.

Fortunately, the watercolor paper was not sacrificed in vain, and I corrected it while making mistakes, and I gradually found some careful things. For example, the color of the pencil sketch must be light, and the pencil line sketch is dark, and the finished product is dirty and unnatural. Watercolor should be layered, first light and then dark. First use a clean brush in the place to be painted thin brush twice and then lay the base color, the pen should be light, the dark part is the pigment is thickened first, lightly dyed, the color will follow the fiber of the wet paper and seep out, when it is not dry, use a dry pen to soften the edges......

I'm like this, painting cowpeas today, painting hollyhocks tomorrow, and painting chayote the day after tomorrow.

Insist on practicing for three hours a day, and before you know it, the four seasons have quietly changed.

Although the new painting tools are not very easy to use, I am still fascinated by the painting. It wasn't until my shoulders were pierced with pain that I looked up at my watch and was surprised to find myself lying at my desk for three hours. I overdrew it again. I stopped writing, rubbed my sore shoulders and walked out of the room, strolling into the hall, where I saw the fat bird jumping leisurely in its mansion. After knowing the fat bird for a long time, I know that its shrewdness is completely pretended. It has a limited brain capacity and can't store too many sentences, so it will do these two sentences over and over again.

Even so, I still had a good chat with it, as if it was irreversible—

Fat Bird: "Come and serve me!" ”

Me: "What if I say no?" ”

Fat Bird: "Ritsu Kawa Big Badass!" ”

Me: "Uncle is right! ”

Fat Bird: "Ritsu Kawa Big Badass!" ”

Me: "Look! Ritsu Zhaochuan is back, and he says he wants to skin you! ”

Fat Bird: "Come and serve me!" ”

Me: "Yes, uncle, okay uncle." ”

So, I challenged the authority of Ritsu Zhaochuan again - secretly fed it several melon seeds. After a few more "small talks" with the fat bird, I was about to go back to the house, just in time to see Qingqing carrying a thick stack of letters into the big room on the left side of the lobby. I don't know if there is a letter from my father in that stack of letters today. I wanted to read the letter earlier.

Thinking like this, I trotted to the front of the house, and I leaned against the door frame and asked Qingqing, "Qingqing." Is there my letter today? ”

Qingqing rummaged through the pile of envelopes: "Miss Selangor, there is no letter from you today." ”

As she searched for it, I found that there were not only letters, but also newspapers in the stack of materials that Qingqing had brought back. To my surprise, there was a copy of the Licheng Evening News, which I was so familiar with that I would never admit it. Although I am confident enough, in order to see it more realistically, I am not invited. Sticking out my head to take a look, I was not mistaken, it was "Licheng Evening News"!

I pointed to it and asked Qingqing, "Can I borrow this newspaper?" ”

"Miss Selangor, I'm homesick." Qingqing knew that I was from Licheng, and she said, pulling the newspaper out of the pile of papers and handing it to me.

I held the newspaper in my hand and carefully flipped through it.

The first headline was municipal news. The Thornton Smart Port was officially put into operation. Living by the sea and prospering because of the port, Licheng pre-reproduces the prosperous scene of "people from ten continents in the market, and merchants from all countries in the sound of the rising sea".

The last edition is entertainment. Superstar Li Keyuan announced his retirement three years later, he returned as a director, and this time he directed the suspense film "The Truth is Missing" and won the Jin Jue Award. Well, this is a counterattack story that the public likes to see.

Also, the layout is only the size of a lighter. On a certain day, a certain university club, Baiyun Mountain, was camping, and a member of the group disappeared on a rainy night, with big eyes and long hair, and a blue and white sailor suit. Those who see it are rewarded. Broken stories can only be condensed into a few short crosses, and it is not clear whether it will be effective. I wonder how it ends.

Also a small page is an obituary. Dr. Xiao Bo of the Medical University passed away. There is a sentence in the obituary: "Throughout his life, the doctor devoted himself to education and scientific research, and the new drugs he developed reduced the cost and saved thousands of patients." We have lost our beloved Teacher, the world has lost our loving Doctor, who may have left us, but whose spirit will inspire us to move forward forever. "A eulogy full of emotion, I think the doctor's smile must have been very loving.

I read every word of the newspaper voraciously, how I hadn't found it so substantial.

When I was in Licheng, my father had to order this evening newspaper, and I had to collect it carefully after reading. I scribbled through a few copies, and I didn't find them interesting. Now, people are thousands of miles away, and when they see their hometown at first glance, they are not only surprised but also cordial and moved, and even the ink fragrance smells good.

Yes, I miss it so much.

After reading the new events in Licheng, I folded the newspaper as it was and returned it to Qingqing, and I couldn't help but be curious: "Is this the newspaper ordered by Mr. Li?" ”

"No, it was ordered by the young master." Qingqing replied.

Ritsu Sho Chuan?

It turned out to be him!

Why did he subscribe to an evening newspaper in a small town thousands of miles away?

"Where does Young Master Lu think this is good?"

"I don't know." Qingqing shook her head, "The young master never reads the newspaper...... I can't guess the young master's thoughts. ”

Qingqing sorted the stacks of newspapers into different folders and hung them on the shelves.

I looked at this big house, the solid wood bookshelf standing on the top of the sky is very atmospheric, all kinds of objects are placed on the shelf, of course, the most are books, I swept the spine, and found that in addition to obscure professional books and reference books, there are also a large number of classical literature, contemporary masterpieces, magazines and pictorials...... It's like a small library.

"What is this room for?"

"This is the young master's study." Qingqing replied.

Again, the answer was unexpected. In other words, this is the private territory of Ritsushogawa.

Given that I don't have a good relationship with Ritsu Terukawa. I reflexively took two steps back. Unfortunately, my back was hitting the corner of an iron shelf that was not stable enough in the doorway, and in a heartbreaking "crunch" sound, I looked up and saw the price of the shelf "crackling" at me, and in the clear cry, I instinctively crouched down and hugged my head......

If someone hadn't shown up in time to hold up the crumbling iron frame, maybe my dinner would have been settled in the hospital.

I looked at my benefactor with gratitude. My benefactor is Ritsu Zhaochuan. I was stunned for a long time before I thanked and apologized. Remote-controlled toy cars scattered all over the place, each with a bleak face in the evening scene. Ritsu Zhaochuan looked at the severed limbs and wreckage in this place with displeasure, and silently straightened the shelf.

"I'm sorry, I'll compensate ......" Seeing this tragic situation, my heart was like a knife. How many pictures do I have to draw this time......

Lu Zhaochuan ignored me and turned to Qingqing: "Throw away this broken shelf." ”

Qingqing was frightened and nodded again and again.

Because of a sudden accident, the things on the shelves were scattered all over the ground. As the perpetrator, I hurriedly squatted down to clean up with Qingqing. In addition to the toy car on the shelf, there was also a file box, and at this time it also fell to the ground infinitely aggrieved. I straightened the file box and wanted to put things back in their place. When I was tidying up, I picked up a group photo. As soon as I held it up in front of my eyes, Ritsu Zhaochuan snatched the photo back.

He was furious: "Who let you touch my things!" ”

Me: "......"

"You go!"

I did as I was told, empty-handed.

"I'm really sorry, I'm willing to compensate for everything." I said this in a trance and withdrew from his territory.

After going out, I was about to turn into the cloister, but I heard Lu Zhaochuan angrily reprimand Qingqing: "Who allowed you to let outsiders into my study, if you don't want to work in the law family, you can get out." Qingqing's voice was clear: "I'm sorry, young master." ”

I know very well that Ritsu Zhaochuan's anger is all because of me. Qingqing innocently became my scapegoat.

Thinking of this, I turned back and stood outside the door, looking directly at Ritsu Zhaochuan.

Me: "Young Master, Qingqing is not wrong. ”

Ritsu Zhaochuan raised his eyebrows sharply and did not speak.

I clenched my fists and continued: "First, when I entered the house, Qingqing was sorting out the letters, and she didn't notice me. That is, there is no such thing as Qingqing taking the initiative to allow me to enter, so it is my fault that Qingqing is not wrong. Second, it stands to reason that you are not allowed to trespass on your private space without the owner's permission, but there is no sign indicating that the room is private territory, and there is not even a minimum 'Do Not Enter' sign. He who does not know is not guilty. In that sense, I'm not wrong. I'm not wrong with the subjective, and I'm even more wrong with the objective Qingqing. So, there is nothing wrong with Qingqing. ”

Ritsu Chuan Moriran looked at me, and after a long time, he replied: "I didn't expect that you still have some sophistic ability." ”

"I'm just telling the truth, you can't be a man, and you can't be unreasonable because of your beauty!"

Lu Zhaochuan was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, his eyes locked on me, and approached me step by step: "Then let me ask you, the law family is so big and there are so many rooms, why don't you go anywhere, but you want to enter my study?" It's a messy place, and you don't clean up anything else, but you cling to my photos? What do you want to find and dig in my study? ”

"You're mistaken." Because of his imminence, I gradually retreated, and did not give up my defense, "I also just learned about your study here, and I don't have the bad taste of snooping on other people's privacy. ”

At the moment, my explanation was like a hall, and he didn't listen to it at all. "Since you're so curious, I can satisfy you and let you see enough!" With that, he grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards the gate.

"Where are you taking me?" In his chest, there was an indescribable anxiety.

He didn't answer, his face was gloomy, and his lips pursed. In one go, he dragged me out of the house and to the white car parked in front of the door. He opened the door, shoved me into the passenger seat, then sat in the car himself, held the steering wheel, and ordered me: "Wear your seatbelt!" "I did. He slammed on the accelerator. The back of my head hit the back of my chair hard.

I saw the cart flying like an arrow, but I didn't know where it was going......