After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 70 Cousin 070: Cover the Vest Tightly

Lu Nanxi was thinking about how not to get off the horse in front of the whole family, when she heard the voice of the old lady behind her.

"What are you thinking about in a daze? You're so stupid."

It turned out that he stood at the corner of the stairs for too long, which aroused the suspicion of the old lady.

He just raised his head and scanned the ink painting hanging in front of him, "Your painting of sitting and looking at the mountains is really good, but this word is not very good."

He could barely read the characters. As for the signature, it was called Li or something, and the characters were ugly.

When Mrs. Qi heard him mentioning the painting, she was furious, "I didn't draw this picture, go sleep with you."

"Okay." Lu Nanxi used this reason to sneak back into the room.

Before passing by Song Mo's room, he paused, raised his hand and tried to knock on the door, but stopped again.

He had to decide how much to tell her.

Let's wait for her to find out.

Song Mo was lying on the bed, flipping through the old photo albums he found in his hand, looking at the women in the old photos.

Bloodline is a very mysterious thing.

She has never met her mother, but she feels kind when she sees people in the photos.

Her hands should be as warm as grandma's.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the two sisters in the photo.

Guanyue and Guanyun, a pair of sisters, now the moon is setting and the clouds are scattered, which is embarrassing.

Cousin should be the same as mother, she is a beauty...

The next day, after eating and washing his hands, Song Mo followed his grandmother upstairs.

Mrs. Qi is a famous artist of traditional Chinese painting, her studio is also large, and there are countless paintings on the walls.

When she walked in with Song Mo, there were already people in the studio.

The young man turned his back to the two, his long hair was coiled up, his neck was thin and his body was thin.

He didn't move when he heard the door opening, waiting for him to finish his painting before turning around.

"Grandma, sister, are you here?" The voice was very soft, like silk wrapped around a person, very soft.

Song Mo could see the face clearly.

According to the history books, Liu Hou looks like a good girl, but when I saw her today, I realized that there are really men in the world who can be more beautiful than women.

"You are my cousin?"

"Lu Nancy, my name."

"Sounds like a girl's name."

It is still the name in the English textbook.

"I'm not in good health. I chose a girl's name for a boy, just for peace and a long life."

His face was pale and sickly without blood, and his figure was thin, obviously he had not recovered from a long illness.

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay, grandma, what do you think of my painting?" He turned to look at old lady Qi.

The old lady tapped his forehead lightly, walked to the case, and began to watch it.

"Your painting is a lotus flower," she laughed when she saw the painting, "White petals or pink lotus flowers are always painted, but you have black flowers and white leaves, which is very interesting."

This looks a bit weird.

"Recently I'm trying to break through the original style, just try it." He took out cinnabar and tapped it on the lotus pod of Huaxin.

There is a little vermilion in the black, like bright blood.

Song Mo also came over to watch together.

This painting of ink lotus is elegantly written. It can be seen that the painter has a strong composition skill. The three lotus flowers have different postures but do not give people a sense of crowding.

"Amazing."

The old lady Qi introduced excitedly, "This kid is an oil painting, and it has been exhibited in the art gallery these few days. If Momo is interested, go and see it too."

Eastern and Western paintings are not of the same origin, but they have some common aesthetics.

"Just right, I'll get the ticket." Lu Nanxi said, and walked out.

When he came to the door, he seemed to think of something, and looked back, "Cousin, would you like to bring someone to accompany you? It just so happens that a friend of mine has also come here to play these days, let her take you."

Song Mo felt that his appearance looked familiar for a moment, but he couldn't tell.

"Okay." It's good to have someone to accompany you.

When Lu Nanxi went to get the ticket, Mrs. Qi took her and started teaching her to draw again.

Song Mo held the pen and carefully wrote down a stroke. He was relieved that the painting was not destroyed.

"Don't be so nervous. Calligraphy and painting are just casual, relax." The old lady patted her on the back.

She was very attached to this granddaughter.

Just like an uncut jade in the rough, it will show a different kind of beauty only when it is carved with care.

As for Nancy, he is more like a work of art that has already been carved. He already has his own set of aesthetics and style. No matter how much she teaches, he can't change much.

Song Mo imitated the picture drawn by Lu Nancy and sketched a white lotus.

"That's right, that's it. Look at you, don't you draw very well..." Mrs. Qi encouraged, and then she took out her phone.

She wants to send the pictures of her two grandchildren to her Moments to show off those little sisters.

"I'm back." Lu Nanxi knocked on the door and handed the ticket to Song Mo.

Song Mo stared at his face, feeling more and more familiar.

She had probably seen him before.

And the voice is very familiar.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Lu Nanxi stared at her with slightly curved eyes.

The doubts in Song Mo's heart were immediately thrown aside.

Cousin and the owner of the piano shop are the same person?It's a bit of a coincidence.

And this voice is not like it.

Lu Nanxi looked at the puzzled little girl and breathed a sigh of relief.

He deliberately adjusted his voice so that his voice sounded different from what she heard before; as for grandma, he probably only felt that his voice had changed a little due to a cold.

And today he purposely coiled his hair up, and modified his head shape with his hair. It is to the left of the outline in her impression. She can see the similarity, but she won't associate it with it.

The more natural the reaction, the more perfect the cover.

On the ticket is Lu Nanxi's oil painting, the light and shadow are bright, and the characters are lifelike.

But the place is remote, and you have to take the subway for several stops.

"Thank you cousin." She accepted the ticket.

"I'll give you her contact information." Lu Nanxi turned on her phone and sent her her small number.

Lu Nanxi's friend is called Mo Rong, and the photo is of him.

However, the photo of this girl is covered with makeup, so the original appearance cannot be seen.

"It's a girl?" Mrs. Qi also came over to look at the photo, "I just don't know if it's possible..."

She swept towards Lu Nancy.

This kid is not young anymore, and he talked with one in high school. Unfortunately, after the boy broke up, he has never called any woman. Other famous boys at this age even have children, but there is no news about this kid.

Such things as eating CP, when you get old, you become someone to introduce to big girls and young men.

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Lu Nanxi just smiled, "It's impossible, some girls like my body."

His health is very poor. Although his early heart disease was cured by surgery, he was sent abroad because he was involved in the struggle of the head of the Lu family.During that time, he didn't have enough food and lodging, and his body is still weak now.

Moreover, after the injection of the reagent, his reaction was a little violent, and he occasionally passed out.

Except for her, no one could take a liking to him as a sick child.

　//Let's ask my little cousin to show the head-changing technique
　　
　
(End of this chapter)