It turned out that it was Mr. Gu who had always thought of medicine

Chapter 77 The Little Sheep Pushed Him Into the Nest

Zhong Qing went to the night market with Han Zhizhi on the first day of her arrival. Apart from being deeply impressed by the many toys she got that night, her other impressions of the night market were the crowds.

Gu Ciyuan pointed to the corner on the right, where an old man was sitting with an easel in front of him.

Zhong Qing also became curious, painting was originally her hobby.

Walking over, the old man spoke an old local dialect, and asked them to sit down kindly: "Do you want to paint? You can paint a full body or a half body. Oil paint costs 50 yuan. Here are my works, see if you like it. "

There are some painted works next to them. There are endless crowds of people on the street corners, and there are many secondary paintings by the same person.

An old lady with the same benevolent eyebrows and gentle eyes, with gray hair and various shapes.

There was a ripple in Zhong Qing's heart, and she was suddenly very envious.

If she is old, she can also set up a drawing board on the side of the street to describe a moment for passers-by, or she can keep drawing the people who accompany her.

When I looked up, I met the gentleness that was as dark as ink.

"Which one do you like?"

"that."

Zhong Qing pointed to a sketch bust.

The old man nodded, told them to stay still, skillfully spread out a new piece of drawing paper, and started drawing with a sketch pen.

While drawing, he also likes to say: "You two just got together, right?"

"I can tell right away that although I have been holding hands, it is still a bit rusty, unlike my wife and I, who have been together for more than 50 years, just like one person."

"The first time I met her was on a blind date, I drew a sketch of her, and I didn't even eat a meal, so I fell in love with it..."

It was difficult for Zhong Qing to understand the meaning of the old man, but looking at the old man's expression, he could understand his happiness.

Gu Ciyuan said a few words from time to time, responding to the old man.

The drawing was completed in half an hour. Although it was just a sketch pen, it was really vivid. Even the shyness in her eyes and Gu Ciyuan's tenderness were alive on the paper.

"For 200 yuan, you can sign and write a few words."

The old man smiled, obviously very satisfied with this work.

"Not bad, not bad. I've met many people in my life. The two of you are a perfect match. Live a good life."

"Thank you." Gu Ciyuan paid the bill and carried the painting.

This is his first time as a model, especially with a loved one.

The corner of the mouth couldn't help but twitched slightly, and he held Zhong Qing's hand again, and when he met her almond eyes, he interlocked his fingers.

Zhong Qing smiled shyly, looking down at her shoe uppers.

Walking slowly on the long street, Gu Ciyuan saw a milk tea shop in front of him, remembering the last time he drank milk tea with Zhong Qing, he immediately smiled.

Zhong Qing stared at him, puzzled.

"Are your hands cold today, do you want me to buy you milk tea?"

The little face flushed suddenly, and she stared at him with shame and anger.

The last time it was Gu Ciyuan talking nonsense, the girl at the door of the milk tea shop felt embarrassed, so she said that his girlfriend had cold hands and asked him to buy milk tea.

At that time, they were not boyfriend and girlfriend relationship...

It wasn't until the people on the street were depressed and the running figures of the children were no longer visible, that Gu Ciyuan grabbed Zhong Qing and suggested going back to rest.

Taking out the luggage from the car, Zhong Qing looked at him in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Gu Ciyuan came to her first without registering where he lived, and his heart warmed.

Remembering that Su Ting had gone back today, Zhong Qing grabbed Gu Ciyuan and gestured in sign language:

"Su Zi who lived with me left early, you can sleep in Su Zi's bunk."

(End of this chapter)