Twin Brocade

Chapter 885 Teaching Drawing

The space is large, and there are many places available for use.

In addition to the bedrooms for daily living, the ear rooms on both sides, the back room, and the east and west rooms, there are also houses such as flower hall, piano room, inner study, and side rooms, each with its own function.

Teaching Quan Yiting to learn painting, Fang Jinshu planned to stay in the inner study.

As soon as you step in here, you will be greeted by two walls full of books extending from the left side to the back of the desk.These books are Fang Jinshu's dowry, and they are also the most precious wealth that the Quan family will leave to their children and grandchildren in the future.

The desk is made of paulownia wood, wide and flat, with a soft varnish.

On the right side is a window that is pushed open, allowing the outdoor light to fully shine in.

The entire inner study room is spacious and bright, without any superfluous things.There is not even a Bogu shelf.

In Fang Jinshu's words, "This is the inner study, there is no need to receive guests, we just need to get used to it." To her, many decorations are beautiful but not practical.

On the book table, rice paper has been laid out, and paints, pens and inks for painting are placed beside it.

Before Quan Yiting arrived, Fang Jinshu's hands were itchy for a while, and he picked up a pen and drew a plum blossom on the paper.In her previous life, she was very good at drawing plum blossoms. Now she sketches with a brush, and the plum blossoms are so lifelike that they appear on the paper.

"Greetings to mother, my child." Quan Yiting's clear and clear child's voice sounded in his ears.

Fang Jinshu picked up his pen and said with a smile, "Come here quickly."

Quan Yiting walked up to her, and Fang Jinshu asked, "Did you sleep well at noon?"

"Respond to the mother's words, the child has slept well." Quan Yiting answered, stretched out his small head to look at the paper on the desk, a smile flashed in his eyes, and asked: "Mother likes plum blossoms?"

"I like all kinds of flowers, but plum blossoms are better." Fang Jinshu concealed it habitually, and asked, "Dudu wants to learn painting, so he has to learn from the most basic."

She removed the rice paper with plum blossoms on it, replaced it with a brand new one, and said, "Please write a few words for me first."

Calligraphy and painting are interlinked, she has to read Quan Yiting's handwriting before she can know his general level and facilitate guidance.

Quan Yiting obediently agreed, climbed onto the seat in front of the desk, and tried his hand with a pen.

"Wait a minute," Fang Jinshu said.

Quan Yiting looked at her in bewilderment, his pink face was really cute.

"I'll ask someone to bring you a twig. Your sitting posture is not right, which will affect your writing." Fang Jinshu laughed.

Her set of tables and chairs was prepared for adults. Quan Yiting sat on it and tried to stretch her body so that she could barely touch the table.

"Thank you mother." Quan Yiting put down his pen and smiled sweetly.

It's just that it's hard to find a suitable little cockroach. Fang Zhi went out for a while, and then came in with Chun Yu and two or three little cockroaches of different heights.

Fang Jinshu asked them to put Xiaozhuzi on the original chair, and Quan Yiting sat on it for a try, and finally settled on one.

"Chun Yu, go and tell Nanny Hua to ask her to find a set of desk chairs that can be used by Dudu." Fang Jinshu ordered.

Since she wanted to be the stepmother, she had to make herself qualified.Quan Yiting is such a good child, she doesn't allow him to be wronged because of her own reasons.

Quan Yiting blinked his big eyes, but did not speak.

He sat upright, with his small body straight, focused on picking up the pen, and wrote on the paper a passage from the thousand-character text, "Brother Kong Huai, we are in the same breath. Make friends and score points, cut and sharpen the rules. Kindness Compassionate, indiscriminate. Honesty and honesty, retreat, depravity and loss..."

At his age, there are not many who can finish thousand-character literature, let alone writing.But he wrote without any hesitation, and it was obvious that he had already mastered it by heart.

What Quan Yi came to court was a post written by Quan Moxian himself.

His handwriting is also in the same line as Quan Moxian's. It is a clean and tidy pavilion style, neatly presented on the white paper.

Because of his young age, his wrist strength is insufficient, and he lacks strength and strokes.However, in terms of brushwork, he has already shown his sharpness, and has his own characteristics.

"Dudu's handwriting is really good." Fang Jinshu praised.

"Really?" Quan Yiting smiled sweetly, his eyes sparkling.

"Of course it's true." Fang Jinshu said, spreading rice paper on the other side of the desk, and said, "In that case, we can learn from lines first."

She made a demonstration on paper first, saying: "The thickness, intention, and texture of the brush and ink are different in how to use them in a painting, and how to pay attention to the speed and rhythm."

"Only when you have mastered the lines of brush and ink and can master the local painting of flowers and plants can you start to learn composition and layout." Fang Jinshu was afraid that he would be impatient, and said eloquently: "Painting is mainly based on ink and supplemented by color. The pigments you see , will not be used for a while."

Quan Yiting listened attentively, following Fang Jinshu's strokes, his small face was full of seriousness, without the slightest hint of impatience.

Fang Jinshu put away the pen, put the demonstration diagram in front of him, and said, "You practice this for half an hour first, and I'll check it later."

Quan Yiting agreed.

Seeing him concentrating on practicing, Fang Jinshu left quietly.

"Grandmother, young master's concentration is really rare." Fangzhi said with emotion.

"Who said it wasn't?" Adding up his past and present lives, Fang Jinshu couldn't remember how many children he had seen.

Whether it's their own, or those raised by the wives, or those of distant relatives and neighbors.No matter how well-behaved a child is, he is still a child, and there will always be times when he is mischievous.

However, Quan Yiting is completely different.

Even if he became precocious and sensible due to his rough life, he was too well-behaved.

Fang Jinshu carefully recalled that in her memory, she had never seen Quan Yiting do an unpleasant thing or miss a word.

She has only been married for a few days, perhaps because she has little contact with her.

But even those servants of the Quan family who made mistakes didn't say anything bad about the young master.

Quan Yiting, if his height and age were ignored, he would act like an adult.No, he's more mature than some adults.

Fang Jinshu shook his head, temporarily suppressing these thoughts.Because, no matter how you look at it, Quan Yiting is just a cute and smart little boy.

Being smart is never a sin.

When she arrived in the small kitchen, a cook who was guarding the steamer greeted her and said, "Grandma." Could it be a busy meal? There was only this cook and two assistant cooks in the kitchen. The mother-in-law is here.

"What are you steaming now?" Fang Jinshu asked.

"Back to grandma, the servant girl is steaming lotus flower cakes."

Lotus cake is a pastry shaped like a lotus flower, not made with lotus flower as the main ingredient.It is mixed with rice noodles, with ground bean paste filling in the middle, and it is made in the shape of a lotus flower. It is a regular pastry in the homes of wealthy families in Beijing.

"You are busy with your own work, don't worry about me." Fang Jinshu asked, "Where are the ingredients in the kitchen, let me see."

(End of this chapter)