The concubine is so charming

Chapter 278

Back at the residence, Su Yao couldn't find the charcoal pen, so she simply took out the Meidai she bought earlier, and with a slight twist of her wrist, delicate roses appeared on the paper, and behind the roses, a little girl in a pink dress smiled. Seeing the teeth but not seeing the eyes, holding roses as if offering treasures.

Su Yao rested her chin, the more beautiful she looked, the more beautiful she felt, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Suddenly, a knock on the door woke her up: "Please come in...Uncle Huhe, why are you here?"

"Don't you want to make paper kites? I cut some bamboo for you. You just need to buy some paint and kraft paper for drawing paper kites. I'll help with the rest."

Su Yao was taken aback for a moment, then quickly smiled and said gratefully: "Okay, thank you uncle."

In the early morning of the next day, Hu Hetu stayed to deal with the bamboo, and Su Yao and Mei went to buy paint and paper early and came back.

The sun was just right, Su Yao simply moved the table, sat next to Huhetu in the yard, cut out the paper, and began to draw on it.

After drawing a few pictures, Su Yao turned his head and looked over. Hu He Tu was baking the split bamboo strips and bending them into shapes. His movements were exceptionally proficient, and there was a soft light in his eyes.

Su Yao couldn't help but stared blankly, and it took a while to come back to his senses: "Uncle, I really didn't expect that you have such a good craftsmanship."

"My wife is from Da'an, and she likes to put paper kites the most. Unfortunately, at that time, the Huhe tribe was poor, and no craftsmen from the Da'an Dynasty were willing to go there. So, I pondered a little bit, and gradually practiced the craft."

When he mentions his wife, he will change his taciturn appearance before. Every word, every word reveals an indescribable love, which makes Su Yao inexplicably think of Baisteel becoming soft...

She was suddenly a little curious about that lady. She must be an extremely outstanding and outstanding person, so that this uncle Huhe could love her so deeply...

Hu Hetu looked at the kite paper that Su Yao had drawn, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Your painting...is really unique."

I saw little girls with different postures drawn on the stack of papers, some were holding roses and smiling happily, some were lying on the roses with tears in their eyes, and some were holding their cheeks and looking like missing the person they love...

Every picture is Yuxue's cuteness, just looking at it, makes people unable to stop many smiles rising from their hearts.

"This little girl is really pretty..." Hu Hetu thought of his own child inexplicably. The doctor said that his and his wife's child is a daughter. If the child had a chance to be born and grow up, wouldn't it be the same as Baixuetuanzi's? appearance?

While thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to touch the little girl on the drawing paper. The moment he touched it, he looked at the snow-white paper and at his own rough hand, and quickly curled up his fingers: "Little baby Yu Snow is cute, but don't let me touch it."

Su Yao was slightly stunned, then took a large piece of drawing paper, and quickly drew with a newly made charcoal pencil. She drew carefully, and it took more than half an hour before she raised her head and handed the paper to Jing Jing. Huhetu waiting on the sidelines.

"Uncle, come and see, isn't my painting beautiful?"

Since Su Yao began to bow his head to paint, Hu Hetu sat aside and continued to make the kite skeleton. Hearing Su Yao's voice like presenting treasures, he couldn't help but pause slightly, got up and walked over.

He is drawn on the paper, but the style is very similar to that little girl, with a big head and a small body. He is running on a grassland, holding a big paper kite in his hand, and a little girl in a pink dress is around her feet. .She has a red face with a smile like a flower, two silver bells tied on her head, wearing a dress made of petals, and a pair of small embroidered shoes with a picture of a fat-headed fish. It seems that her crisp laughter can be heard through the picture.

On the other side of the grassland, a woman in a red dress sat on the ground, silently watching the father and daughter playing on the grass.

Because he didn't know what Huhetu's lady looked like, Su Yao simply drew a back view, but it was this back view that made Huhetu burst into tears instantly.

The tall man knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the scroll carefully in his hand, tears fell silently, without sound, but it reminded people of the mournful cry of a lonely beast.

Su Yao felt that the cry went straight to the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but feel a little at a loss, so she hurriedly stepped forward and squatted in front of Huhetu: "Uncle Huhe, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be scribbling, don't be sad..."

Huhetu raised his head and carefully protected the scroll: "Thank you, if you have any difficulties in the future, send someone to send a letter to the Huhe Tribe, but I will do my best to help if I can."

Su Yao was stunned, then shook his head: "No need, this scroll was given to Uncle Huhe by Mei Yaoyao, I hope he can be happy in the future, at least mentioning his wife and daughter again, so that he can feel a little less in his heart." Pain."

Hu Hetu's words showed his extraordinary status from the side, but Su Yao didn't intend to take advantage of it.

"You..." Hu Hetu was slightly taken aback, and then showed a faint smile, "Okay, then I will accept this painting, uncle, thank you Yaoyao."

Su Yao smiled brightly: "Then uncle, hurry up and make a paper kite. I can contact my sweetheart when I'm done."

Su Yao held his face and looked at the paper kite picture drawn on the table, the warmth and sweetness in his eyes almost overflowed.

Hu Hetu thought of Mr. Mei's expression, and paused slightly in his hands: "Yaoyao, Mr. Mei's medical skills are superb. He said that Prime Minister Chu's illness is not curable, so the hope of recovery is very small. Are you... ..."

"Uncle, Mr. Mei doesn't understand, you should understand me, right?" Su Yao raised his eyes, his eyes were crystal clear.

Hu Hetu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "It's just that I figured it out. Now that I've thought about it, then cherish it."

Love doesn't know where it started, and it goes deep. The living can die, and the dead can live.Those who cannot be born and die, and those who cannot be resurrected after death, are not the ultimate in love.

Love is so unreasonable. If it can be controlled, how can there be so many idiots who complain about women and love deeply without regret...

In Prince Rong's mansion, after reporting the news, the famous minister bowed and stood aside: "Master, it's been two days and I haven't found any news. Where do you think Miss Su is hidden?"

Chu Feiyan stood up, walked slowly to the window, looked up at the hibiscus blooming in the yard: "Go ahead and check, as long as she is in Rongcheng, there will definitely be clues left."

"Yes... ah, look, master..." Ming Chen suddenly exclaimed.

I saw a paper kite suddenly appearing in the sky over the wall. The paper kite was gorgeous in color, and it seemed to be a delicate rose that could be vaguely seen.

Chu Feiyan suddenly stepped forward and leaned out, holding on to the window sill with both hands: "Famous minister, go and find Zhiyuan!"

As soon as the words fell, paper kites were seen flying into the sky one after another.

(End of this chapter)