Nongmen medical incense

Chapter 435 Returning (1)
After An Yan heard Mrs. Su's words, she immediately looked at Mrs. Su with admiration.I really didn't expect her mother-in-law to be so poetic and picturesque.Sure enough, the Su family can't be underestimated, they hide their secrets.

The old lady Su looked at An Yan, continued to smile and said, "Jinxiu, tell your mother-in-law what patterns you like, and then she will draw a few more pictures for you."

After hearing this, An Yan became interested. He thought for a while and said, "Although my artistry is average, it is better than being unique. Maybe I can help my mother-in-law. Let's stay in Lanshan Temple for two or three days. This time is just right for painting these maple leaves."

An Yan thought, these two or three days are considered a vacation.Leisurely strolling around the back mountain, or staying in the room to draw maple leaves, the time seems to be leisurely and comfortable.She thought about the paintings painted on the maple leaves, but they were not the ink paintings drawn by the ancients, but modern comics or Q-version characters.Come to think of it, it should be quite interesting.At that time, draw a set of comic stories for Mrs. Su so that Mrs. Su can enjoy them.An Yan thought about it secretly, and the old lady Su on the side heard that An Yan agreed, and said happily: "This relationship is good, Jinxiu must have a better vision than my old lady, and the things you draw will definitely be more beautiful. Beautiful. Well, when the time comes, I have to take these maple leaves back to Su’s house in Nanjun and treasure them up, and invite other old ladies to come and have a look. Especially the one in Bai’s house, I’m so mad at her, haha..."

The old lady Su said by herself, she didn't know what to think of, but she laughed happily.

The next day, when the warm sunlight shone into the room, An Yan opened his eyes comfortably, and they were instantly radiant.A gentle look flashed in Su San's eyes as she propped her arms while watching quietly.He couldn't help reaching out and gently stroking An Yan's messy hair, and said in a soft and loving tone, "Wake up."

An Yan's eyes flickered slightly, almost lost in Su San's lazy gentleness.She hurriedly got up and said, "I promised my mother-in-law to draw maple leaves for her today, so it must be too late now."

While talking, An Yan got up quickly, while Su San looked at his brows and couldn't help but frowned slightly.Thinking of his old mother, he felt a little depressed.You said, my old lady didn't stay well in the Su family's back house to be pampered, but ran to him to rob his wife, what's the matter?However, even though he was depressed, Su San could only swallow this bitter fruit silently because of the power of his old mother and little girl.

After An Yan finished tidying up and went to the dining room of Lanshan Temple, Mrs. Bai and Mrs. Su had almost finished eating.An Yan's face became embarrassing in an instant, and his face was slightly shocked. He walked over quickly and sat down beside Bai Shi.The Bai family didn't care much, and asked An Yan and Su San to sit down and eat quickly.An Yan hurriedly picked up the bowl, bowed his head and started to eat.Su San strode over, sat down beside An Yan, and started to eat in a good mood.

After the meal, several people sat down under a green pine tree in the backyard, and many maple leaves were spread on the table.

Su San was really not interested in this, and she didn't like leading a group of women, listening to everyone's chatter about homework, so she went out for a walk by herself.

The remaining four women started to discuss enthusiastically around Maple Leaf, and after the discussion, they went about their own business.An Yan thought that old people should like lively stories, so he planned to draw a part of the story of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea on the maple leaves.The characters are drawn in Q version, so that Mrs. Su can take them out to enjoy in her spare time, which must be interesting.Thinking like this, An Yan lowered his head, and began to draw his eyebrows and eyes carefully.

Old Madam Su poked her head over, and asked strangely, "Jinxiu, what are you holding?"

An Yan was holding a small piece of charcoal in his hand, which he asked for from a young monk in the temple. He ground it a little on the ground, and it was very useful at the moment.Although she also knows how to use a brush, she is not used to it, so she is more used to using charcoal brushes.Picking up the charcoal, she instantly found a feeling of sketching in modern times.One stroke at a time, with a familiar trance, distant memories flashed across my heart.But it is a little less sad, but a little more reminiscence.Those memories, those past events, after all, slowly settled down in the passage of time.

"This is the charcoal in the kitchen. I like to draw with charcoal in my spare time, and I find it convenient." An Yan said while reaching out and shaking the charcoal in his hand towards Mrs. Su.

Old Madam Su looked at the charcoal pencil in An Yan's hand, and then at the brush in her own hand, in a daze.After a while, he dropped the brush and stopped drawing, but looked at An Yan's painting seriously.At the beginning, it was out of curiosity, wanting to know how An Yan draws with charcoal.And soon, he was attracted by the content of An Yan's painting.Those lifelike villains, one scene after another, are cleverly connected to form one story after another.She had never heard of those stories, and she gradually became fascinated by them.

Ah Qiu was drawing quietly on the side, but after a while he suddenly felt something was wrong, and there was only a rustling sound in his ears.When she looked up, she saw that An Yan was concentrating on drawing something with her head down, and the old lady Su was even more direct, looking at the maple leaf in An Yan's hand with her hands on her cheeks, her eyes fixed, without blinking Extremely serious.Ah Qiu felt strange, and moved his head closer.

After An Yan draws a maple leaf, he puts it aside and draws one by one. After a morning, there are already more than a dozen maple leaves.A dozen maple leaves were lined up in order, and Ah Qiu read them all the way down in that order, only feeling that a fairy tale was slowly unfolding in front of her, with vivid characters and wonderful stories.It was obviously just a few maple leaves, but it seemed that a unique world had been opened up for her.Since then, Aqiu, like Mrs. Su, put down the work in hand, and watched An Yan's painting seriously like Mrs. Su.An Yan's concentration was good, he was not affected at all, and continued to draw seriously, drawing out the stories he could recall in detail.With the passage of time, scenes of exquisite pictures come alive on the paper, carrying a different kind of thrill and excitement.

During the period, Bai naturally saw the uniqueness of An Yan's paintings, but she just glanced at them suspiciously, and then continued to concentrate on painting her own.In this regard, she is somewhat similar to An Yan, with the same indifference.

An Yan finished drawing a section of the story, and the morning work was over.When she raised her eyes, she happened to meet two pairs of bright eyes.An Yan put down the charcoal pencil in his hand in a funny way, and said with a smile: "Mother-in-law and Aunt Qiu are staring at Jinxiu like this, Jinxiu should be shy."

Mrs. Su didn't answer the question, but instead said anxiously: "Keep drawing, forget it, how slow the painting is, you should just talk to me directly."

Mrs. Su got up and came to An Yan's side, stretched out her hand to grab An Yan's arm, and then urged her eagerly, "Jinxiu, tell me quickly, what happened to that fairy after she lost her arm? Why are you at this critical moment?" The place is broken, if I don't tell the story to my old lady today, I will definitely scratch my heart and lungs today."

(End of this chapter)