V2.Chapter 238

"Dad, brother Tang just came to see you. You don't have to get up." Even Wenbing didn't know what his master was talking about. He only thought he was excited when he saw the guests.

Even zicang said a few more words. Tang Jun looked at his expression seriously, but he couldn't understand what he wanted to express.

Looking at Lian Wenbing's careful care of Lian zicang, I think Lian Wenbing should be a filial son.

As far as he knew, Lian Wenbing had a chance to become an official. He refused because he wanted to take care of Lian zicang.

"I can't resist an old word even if I don't think about it." Tang Jun looks at the present Lian adult, sad from the heart.

It's hard to avoid death. If you can't die happily, it's better. If you can't, it's painful to lie in bed like a senior citizen.

"Yes."

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South courtyard

Nan YingYing and Xiao Meng are taken to Lian keqiu's yard.

Lian keqiu deserves to be a lady in a big family. There are many books and ancient paintings in her boudoir.

Looking at the unfinished painting on the table, Xiaomeng can't help but wonder and looks at it. It's a lotus that has just opened from the mud. She's proud and unyielding, and she's left behind and independent.

"Miss Lian is really an elegant person."

"It will be the Lotus Festival two days later. Every time there is a big man in Beijing. It's a custom for us to give a painting to a big man. It's not good at painting. Let's laugh at you." In spite of this, there was a faint smile on his face.

"There are few people in the world who can surpass this kind of painting skill." Xiaomeng can't paint by herself, which doesn't mean she doesn't understand.

She has nothing to do with antiques in her previous life. In addition, Su Yuzhe has taught her how to draw in the past few years. Her painting skills are not of the same level as before.

"I don't know what to call you two."

"Call her Yingying, call me Mengmeng." Mengmeng, Xiaomeng wants to vomit herself.

In the past, Su Yuzhe was not allowed to call. She did not expect that one day, she would call first.

Xiaomeng is really cute.

"Two names of haokejia." Even can autumn smell speech, tiny eyebrow slightly curved: "you can call me autumn."

"Here comes the tea, miss."

"Put it here."

"Meng Meng, what kind of business do you do in your family?"

"Tea and groceries."

Nan Yingying took a sip of tea and poured out all the tea: "my God, what kind of tea is so bitter."

All the tea from nanyingying was sprayed on the half finished painting of Lian keqiu. The painting was soaked in water and immediately melted into a piece of paper, which immediately allowed the whole paper to be looked at directly.

"You, you..." One side of the seven seven see South Ying Ying's behavior, angry face is green. That's a painting that the young lady has painted for half a month. It's a good man. She ruined her painstaking efforts with one saliva.

Nan Yingying immediately covered her mouth. She didn't mean to. She swept her eyes to Xiaomeng, saying that the tea was too bitter.

"You even destroyed our young lady's painting. What is your intention? You said, you said..." Qi Qi was so angry that he seized Nan Ying's clothes and tried to argue with him.

"I, I..." Nan Yingying knows her faults and dare not say a word more.

Lian keqiu looked at the heart of the eyes was destroyed once, the tears of heartache could not stop falling down.

"My lotus." Simple four words, into the infinite heartache.

"Miss Lian, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I'm..." Nan Yingying, I have been working for a long time, and I don't know how to explain it.

Seven seven came to pull her: "you just mean it, don't you? You are on purpose. You are revenging that Miss didn't give you that dress yesterday. In order to revenge, you deliberately sneaked into Lian's house. You compensate my miss's painting, you compensate my miss's painting, you compensate... "

"I didn't mean to. Besides, you have nothing to do. First of all, tell me that the tea is so bitter. I don't eat it at all. Ask my sister if I don't suffer from hardship." Nan Yingying also felt aggrieved. She really didn't mean to.

Besides, she didn't remember yesterday, who would remember now.

"If you don't drink it, you won't vomit anywhere else. You have to spit on my young lady's painting. I don't know how important this painting is. You are just upset and kind-hearted." Seven seven gas red eyes.

The young lady and the master are too kind-hearted. Please do what you want them to do here.

Lian keqiu is just holding her own painting and weeping.

Xiao Meng has a headache.

What's this all about.

Nan Yingying.

Looking at the tea in the cup, I couldn't help frowning.

Lotus seed tea is the tea made from the little green core in the lotus seed.

You can imagine how bitter this kind of tea is, and it is understandable that Nanying Ying can't stand it.

They are rich in lotus seeds. It seems that there is nothing wrong with making a local tea to entertain guests."Sister." Feeling very aggrieved, Nan Yingying looks at Xiaomeng helplessly.

When did she encounter such a thing, before she was in the palace, which person did not let her, who dares to point at her nose to scold her.

She really felt like she was crying out now.

"I didn't mean to." Nan Yingying said and sobbed.

"I believe you, I will explain this matter to miss Lian."

Xiaomeng stands beside Lian keqiu, looking at her sad and distressed appearance, she is slightly moved.

This is the painstaking efforts of others, and it is common sense to feel distressed when being destroyed.

Gently moved red lips: "ah Qiu girl, I'm sorry for my sister's way."

Ah Qiu wiped the tears in her eyes and stood up slowly with a choking voice: "I also believe that British and British are unintentional actions, that is, how can I blame, I am just a pity, it is a pity that such a painting, to know that I have been painting this picture for a long time, I am very satisfied with it."

When it comes to sadness, tears fall again.

Xiao Meng takes a look. In fact, the place where the tea is splashed is not very serious. For a painting, this is already fatal.

Looking at those stains, Xiaomeng suddenly recalled that she had seen a painting before.

Realism is the mutual contrast of painting skills.

For example, if your leaves are drawn with strokes, then your flowers can be replaced by real flowers. If your leaves are real, flowers can be expressed in the form of painting.

Unfortunately, part of Lian keqiu's paintings are polluted by several lotus flowers that are about to be completed. If you replace them with real ones, the effect will surely be better than the current ones.

It's just how she's going to talk.

According to the current concept, they may not be able to accept such a treatment.

After all, being used as a real flower is likely to be said to have no painting skills and want to muddle through.

Or it's better to pick a bunch of flowers to come more realistic.

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