and live with spring

Chapter 51

As soon as Yan Zheng came over, the white cat, which was showing off its might in front of Yan Wanwan, ran away and disappeared among the flowers.

Only then did Yan Wanwan feel that she could move, turned her head, and looked at Shang Yanzheng with inexplicably serious eyes, "Why do you..." Before she could ask, her wrists tightened, and she was grabbed by him and turned around just go.

She was stunned, and as she followed her steps, she turned her head and looked around. Everyone in the pavilion over there looked at them with different expressions, and some people were chattering about something, but no one caught up.

Yan Zheng's strides were big and fast, and Yan Wanwan would naturally not be able to keep up, and the two of them left those people far behind in a short while.Seeing that they turned around a rockery and couldn't see those people, Yan Wanwan finally stopped belatedly, refusing to leave, "Wait! Let's just leave like this? Then... what about those people?"

Naturally, it's not about those people, but about the tasks Lu Heng entrusted to them?

Yan Zheng turned to look at her, "You didn't tell me before that you are afraid of cats."

The corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, the spring breeze and willows in his eyes were gone, and his face showed a solemn expression.

Yan Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and for some reason the topic suddenly changed to this place, but then she stretched her body and said seriously, "Who said I'm afraid of cats? I'm just...just..." She couldn't think of the right words for a moment , raised his hand and lightly touched his temple, but didn't want to just touch the rose he had put on the hairpin just now. He paused slightly with his fingertips, and then added as if nothing had happened, "I just don't like getting close to those furry things." What are cats afraid of?

Yan Zheng looked at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

What are you laughing at?Yan Wanwan sensitively sensed something in his smile, raised her eyebrows, a little annoyed.

But this smile, like the clouds breaking through the moon, made the momentary solemnity on his face replaced by the usual warmth.

When Yan Wanwan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was already a small cluster of flames in his eyes, Yan Zheng was very sensible and put it away as soon as he saw it, he smiled slightly, and handed over the drawing paper he was carrying, " Want to see it?"

Although Yan Wanwan was wary of the kitten just now, she also heard the conversations of those people. She didn't expect his painting to be so popular, and she was also a little curious about what he painted.While raising her eyelashes to glance at him, she took the drawing paper from his hand and slowly unfolded it in front of her.

Mostly due to the rush of time, the whole painting mostly uses ink and wash freehand brushwork.It stands to reason that such a style of painting is not suitable for drawing characters, but I didn't expect that Yan Zheng's brushwork is so strong, but with a few strokes, he drew the silhouette of a half-sleeping woman in the flowers, with light eyebrows and a crouching knee at her feet. The cats are also curled up and sleeping, and the postures and attitudes of one person and one cat are similar.

When Yan Wanwan was young, she was also carefully taught piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she didn't have much talent, and no one forced her, so the only thing she could do well was chess.As for the other three, there is only a little vision left.

From her point of view, although the intention of this painting is not high, it is simple and interesting, and the freehand painting style reveals the atmosphere of humorous life. On the contrary, it has a feeling of returning to the basics and simplicity, and it makes people feel friendly.

It is an excellent painting, and in the blank space on the right side of the painting, there is a sentence of Qin Shaoyou's words in his vigorous but romantic handwriting - "Snow Cat Plays against the Wind and Flower Shadow".

"Time is limited, this is a rough draft, in case I didn't draw the beauty of the lady, when I have time later, I will re-draw a fine brushwork. Since the lady is not afraid of cats, she should not mind if she enters the painting together with the cat." ?”

"Okay! Why would I mind?" Even if the cat was right in front of her eyes, she couldn't admit that she was afraid, let alone it was only painted in a painting?Besides, if the cat is missing from this painting, wouldn't it be less interesting?
Yan Zheng smiled, and didn't say any more, lest he might really piss off the little cat later.

At this time, the sun had slowly set to the west, and the orange glow shrouded the whole Zhuangzi. Looking at it, I still felt that it was too beautiful.

Although it was said that Qin Sihai had repaired Zhuangzi after he got it, the original appearance of Zhuangzi should be good, after all, its former owner was the former Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry!

"It was a coincidence that Zeng Shangshu broke his leg back then, and he walked back to his hometown without hesitation." Looking at this Zhuangzi and thinking of its former owner, Yan Wanwan said with a light smile.

She understood what she meant, walked to her side, and stood side by side with her, the sunset cast their shadows on the bluestone road behind them, dragging them for a long time, the ends met at one place, fused into a ball, indistinguishable from each other .

"Everyone's fortune and choice."

Yan Wanwan looked sideways at him, but he didn't look at her, looking ahead, the orange glow encircled his face, making his face more and more clear, with clear outlines and a clean and upright air.

Yan Wanwan pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother Lu, don't they know it's going well?"

"Yes." Yan Zheng's tone was flat, but powerful, as if with inexplicable convincing power.

The two stood for a while, and Qin Sihai sent someone to invite them. When they arrived at the Liuyin Pavilion where the stage was built, the stage was already babbling and singing, and there were many elegant seats under the stage. Pastries and tea fruits are already full of guests and very lively.

Seeing them, Qin Sihai immediately came forward, accompanied by Mr. Rong who wanted to buy the painting just now, and two other people. It seemed that he came with Mr. Rong. Seeing that Qin Sihai also looked like a saddle and a horse, It can be seen that these few are the most expensive guests at the table today.

Yan Wanwan doesn't like listening to operas very much, and she doesn't like dealing with such occasions.Yan Zheng obviously knew it too, so he turned around and took her to an empty seat beside her to sit down, "My lady is here to have tea and listen to an opera, I'll go talk to them and come back."

Looking at each other, he still smiled slightly, with a gentle and gentle look, but she understood what he meant, and they still had tasks to do, so even if they didn't like it, they couldn't just turn around and leave.

There are many last resorts in this world, but for their own purposes, they have to do it as a last resort.

Babbling on the stage, I glanced at the figures of the men talking out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't hear what I said clearly, but I could hear laughter from time to time, and the face of Mr. Rong was also very happy. As for Yan Zheng, There is a gentle smile on the face, without any change, it seems that they are talking happily.

A schoolteacher, when dealing with people, he showed a slick face, and he didn't show timidity in the officialdom.

The corner of Yan Wanwan's mouth twitched into an inexplicable smile, she stopped looking at them, and turned her head to look at the stage.After a play was sung, the actor Xie Li left the stage, and the troupe of hundreds of operas came up.

This Yan Wanwan is going to be a lot more interested. Watching a little girl stack up a table several stories high, somersaulting and standing on her head on top of it like walking on the ground, her body is flexible and her waist is bent into an incredible arc, she can see Getting up, he clapped his hands to encourage the little girl, and shouted "yes", after shouting for a while, he felt a little thirsty, and was about to turn his head to get the tea on the table at hand, when a cup of herbal tea was brought to him.

(End of this chapter)