Chapter 249

"I don't remember any oil painting materials at home. When did you go out last night to buy them?" Hearing that they were talking about painting, Ning xiaoruan looked curiously at Shen Zhining and Sheng Jiaoyang.

"Why oil painting materials should be used in ink painting?" Ning's eyes looked at Ning xiaoruan.

"What? Ink painting? " Ning xiaoruan looks at Sheng Jiaoyang with a dazed face. "Isn't it oil painting that you can understand?"

"Is there a conflict between oil painting and ink painting?" Sheng Jiaoyang thinks Ning xiaoruan is making a fuss.

"How could one be so many! And how old are you? Did you start to learn from your mother? "

Shen Zhining glanced at Ning xiaoruan lightly, "don't think you can't do it yourself, or others can't do it."

“……” Is that saying I'm stupid? Ning xiaoruan's lips moved, and finally he endured.

"I've only known that Jiao Jiao can draw, but I haven't seen it. I'm going to enjoy Jiao Jiao's painting for a while." Said Mrs Ning with a smile.

"Jiao Jiao," said Mrs. Ning, "yesterday Sufen showed me an online video. It's really a grievance. I have to bear everyone's misunderstanding after being touched by porcelain."

Sufen is the name of the aunt. Last night, Tang uncle and his wife went back to their house, but they didn't stay here.

Ning and his wife looked at each other, and the old lady suddenly said that this must not be so simple.

Sure enough, I heard the old lady then said, "is the man who is pregnant and has to make up for you really your classmate?"

"Yes, grandma." Return in the sun.

"Then why did she come to accuse you? I see that she said that you used to play together. It should be a good relationship. Why did she do such a thing to damage your reputation? Did you fall out because of something? "

The old lady looked at her with a gentle face and guided her to speak.

"In fact, I don't remember much about the past." Sheng Jiaoyang replied innocently.

The old lady's expression froze for a moment, then she said, "it doesn't matter. We are all family. There is nothing we can't say."

"Grandma, she had a car accident before. I don't remember what happened before." Said Ning xiaoruan.

Except for the client and the insider, everyone else was surprised.

"An accident? Is it serious? " The old lady had some concern in her voice.

"I can see she's so active now that she's OK. Instead, something happened to the person who knocked her down by car." As soon as he finished speaking, Ning xiaoruan reflected that he had said something he shouldn't have said. He quickly aimed at Shen Zhining opposite the syncline, only to find the other side's calm face.

Eh? It's strange.

"What's the matter?" Asked the old lady.

"Er..." Ning xiaoruan looks at Shen Zhining and doesn't know if he wants to say it.

"What's the matter, can't you say?" The old lady was obviously intrigued.

Ning xiaoruan lowered his head and said quickly, "it's dead."

There was a lull on the table.

Mrs Ning smiled and said, "soft, are you kidding? No one who was hit is OK, but the one who hit is dead. "

Ning xiaoruan looked up at Shen Zhining again, licked his lower lip, and said, "it's true. My cousin knows it."

Ning's second eldest thought that both the couple looked at Shen Zhining.

Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly laughed. She couldn't see any bad mood on her face. She could also tease: "if you say that like this, people who don't know it still think that I'm the killer."

Ning xiaoruan thought for a moment and sweat silently, as if it was indeed like this.

"Let me tell you more. I don't know if I can come back for nothing." Sheng said with a little humor.

"It's like this. I was hit by a car. The person who knocked me down had the brakes in time, so I didn't get hurt, but she had a heart attack." She said it very briefly.

"Can anyone with a heart attack drive?" Mrs Ning frowned slightly.

Sheng Jiaoyang blinked, inexplicably a little guilty, she coughed softly, said: "maybe she wants to live like a normal person too much."

Shen Zhining hears her words, puts down the tableware and holds her left hand on the edge of the table.

Ning xiaoruan's eyes were drawn. He thought that his cousin was becoming more and more strange. What did Xu Jiaojiao say about others, but his cousin was so upset?

After breakfast, Ning xiaoruan yelled to see the paintings of Sheng Jiaoyang. In addition to the old man, the Ning couple and the old lady who had seen the paintings in the morning, they were curious and went to the study together.

Everyone went. Sheng Jiaoyang and Shen Zhining followed.

The painting of Sheng Jiaoyang is also spread on the bookcase.

Ning xiaoruan is holding two corners to erect the painting at the first time.

"Oh, not bad!"

Other people also saw the painting, and the Ning family were quite surprised. From the layman's point of view, the painting was ok, and the structure and content of the whole picture were harmonious.Even the old lady was a little impressed.

"Because I am good at realism and only learn a little about traditional Chinese painting, I don't have enough artistic conception. Grandpa, I heard that brother Zhining said that your calligraphy is excellent. Here I specially left a blank for you to inscribe. I hope I can touch your spirit to improve the realm of this painting. "

Sheng Jiaoyang's books, which she had read for half a year, were not in vain. She could not have said such things before.

Look at this words not only show a modest attitude, but also praise the old man without trace. Only a word can show her Eq.

"Is there a teacher?" The old man asked suddenly.

Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment. The old man was asking if she had a Chinese painting teacher. She replied, "not yet."

Ning old man raised his eyelids, looked at her, and said in a low voice, "more study is needed."

"I think so, too." Sheng Jiaoyang smiled.

Ning's eyes softened a lot when he looked at her again. He went out with his back and told everyone to prepare to start.

In less than a day's time, Sheng Jiaoyang has probably understood the character of Ning Er Lao.

Mr. Ning is obviously the kind of person who looks serious on the surface but doesn't have so much in mind. On the contrary, the old lady looks friendly and kind, but she is very smart in the interior.

Sure enough, Ning xiaoruan is a wonderful flower. Growing up in such a family, there is no one who can grow into these two kinds of goods.

On the way to the hotel, Sheng Jiaoyang leaned on Shen Zhining and whispered, "I feel like my grandfather likes my paintings."

"Grandpa will not easily put praise on his lips, but he can see that he really likes it." Shen Zhining gave her a positive response.

He knew his grandparents, so he didn't interfere. He just watched Sheng Jiaoyang communicate with them. He knew that the people he liked would like them sooner or later.

Her character is a little lively and witty, and it's not without atmosphere. As long as they have more contact with her, the more glittering she is, the more they will like her.

Looking at her white and clean face, Shen Zhining conceals the thought in her eyes. As for those peepers, they can only look at her from afar. She is his, and there is no way!

When they arrived at the hotel, uncle Tang and his wife came earlier than them. There was a young man standing beside uncle Tang and his wife. He seemed to be about the same age as Ning xiaoruan. It was fashionable to wear a pair of Rhinestone Earrings and dress up.

"Guangyu, I haven't seen your cousin yet." Said uncle Tang to the young people around him.

"Cousin, long time no see." Ning Guangyu greeted Shen Zhining with a smile.

Shen Zhining nodded, very coldly.

When Ning Guangyu saw the bright sun standing beside Shen Zhining, he would come forward as soon as his eyes were bright, but he was blocked by Ning xiaoruan.

"What are you doing in my way?" Ning Guangyu squints at Ning xiaoruan.

Ning xiaoruan put on a disdainful face, "just stop you, how to drop?"

Because they are about the same age and cousins of the same clan, the two people grew up by comparing each other, and they both look at each other badly.

"Get out of the way. I haven't said hello to my cousin's girlfriend yet." Ning Guangyu waves to push away Ning xiaoruan.

Ningxiaoruan's feet seemed to take root, but he didn't move. He pushed the eyeglass frame and said, "ningguangyu, don't think about anything else."

He approached, lowering his voice and threatening, "if you dare to come, you will die."

"Hey, little soft, what are you so worried about?" Ning Guangyu looks at Ning xiaoruan with a smile.

Ning xiaoruan's face changed greatly. "Ning Guangyu, I warn you not to call me like this!"

Ning Guangyu, holding his chest in both hands, said in a rather flat tone: "I'd like to, small, soft, soft!"

Ning xiaoruan was so mad that he drew the muscles on his face.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Jiaoyang said to Shen, "they are both very funny."

Shen Zhining is not sure.

"That, Jiaojiao, you come here." Today's birthday star, who is talking to others two meters away, suddenly turns around and shouts to Sheng Jiaoyang. Maybe it's the first time, so it sounds strange.

Sheng Jiaoyang looks at Shen Zhining. After nodding his head, he goes to the old man Ning.

"Grandpa, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, Laoning, when did you have another granddaughter?" In front of Ning Laozi, the man with grey hair and long beard, said with a smile.

Ning old man looked at Sheng Jiaoyang and said, "this is my granddaughter-in-law."

The old man, who didn't know his name, looked at Sheng Jiaoyang a little surprised, touched his beard and said, "the little girl looks very young, isn't she a child's daughter-in-law?"

Ning's old man took a look at his friend. He turned to Sheng Jiaoyang and said, "you can call him Grandpa Wu. His traditional Chinese painting is selling well."

Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at Mr. Wu in front of him. Shen Zhining said that grandpa didn't like to talk about praise. Now it's hard to hear Mr. Ning's praise. It can be seen that Grandpa Wu's painting level is very high.However, what surprised her even more was that old Ning would introduce such a master of traditional Chinese painting to her.