The genius pyrographer of the reborn daughter

Chapter 25
When they reached a sloping field in the mountains, the sedan chair in front of Ning's family stopped.Yan felt that the scenery here was very good, and everyone agreed, so he took out the curtains that had been prepared in advance and spread them on the ground.Among the people who came over, the female relatives sat with the children, and the two older boys, Yan Changsheng and Cao Shijun, sat at the same table.The rest of the people were waiting by the side.

This day is the Cold Food Festival. According to the custom, the stove is not allowed to be used, and only cold food is eaten.Ningjia Zhuangzi went to yesterday and had already steamed a lot of rice cakes, and prepared cold food porridge and cold food noodles in advance.Ning Wanzhu sat far away from both Yan Shi and Aunt Shao, and after eating the food in front of her, she stood up, walked a few steps on the slope, and looked into the distance.

In the distance, the main vein of Funiu Mountain is clearly visible and lush.

Ning Wanzhu took a few steps forward, only to hear someone talking in front of her, but it was two young men, Yan Changsheng and Cao Shijun.When she heard Yan Changsheng speak, she backed away, but she never thought that Yan Changsheng heard the footsteps.Yan Changsheng turned his face and stared closely at Ning Wanzhu's back.But Ning Wanzhu only felt a burning gaze coming over, she knew it was cousin Yan Changsheng, and this cousin was probably suspicious of the matter between herself and Ning Luozi in the backyard of the Ning family.

Now that there are many Ning family members, and in front of Yan Shi, Ning Wanzhu doesn't want to have any interaction with Yan Changsheng.She retreated and sat on the side of the table again, but sitting quietly was quite boring, Ning Wanzhu's heart moved, and she asked Mo Mei to take out the "pictures" and charcoal pencils she had prepared in advance.

Ning Wanzhu decided to flatter Yan Shi first, so she used charcoal on a piece of wood to outline the scene of Yan Shi and her two younger brothers going on a youth tour together.On the screen, Yan Shi was sitting on one side, turning his head lovingly, watching the two twin sons of the Ning family playing on the grass.

Ning Wanzhu was concentrating on scribbling and drawing on the "picture sheet" with a charcoal pen, when suddenly a small head poked over.

"Second Sister—" the little milk baby in front of her raised her face and said to Ning Wanzhu, "What are you drawing, can you show Jing Qing?"

Ning Wanzhu let out a sigh. Just like in her previous life, she really couldn't tell Ning Jingqing from Ning Jing and the twin brothers.It couldn't be better for the big brother in front of him to declare his family name!
"Jing Qing, wait a minute, my sister still has two strokes...Okay, let's take a look!"

Ning Wanzhu handed the "picture" in her hand to Ning Jingqing. On it was a "parent-child play picture" of Yan Shi and the second son of the Ning family that she had hastily drawn with charcoal.She has recently realized some truths. If she paints while brewing some emotions, and puts this emotion into the painting, her paintings will be more able to move people—the so-called empathy means Well, originally, her paintings are only easy to remember, but if she, the painter, brings emotions when painting, it is easy for the viewers to feel the emotions of the painter.

Right now, she is trying her best to paint the two lovely younger brothers with a bit of tenderness, and then with a bit of awe, when she paints the back of her stepmother Yan.Ning Wanzhu really hoped that Yan Shi could "experience" these emotions.

Ning Jingqing, a three-year-old baby, was very happy holding Ning Wanzhu's painting, and went to see it with his younger brother Ning Jinghe.While watching, the two giggled at their mother, Yan Shi.

When Yan Shi saw it, she also leaned over to look at it. When she saw the picture on the picture card, her brows and eyes softened immediately.She looked at Ning Wanzhu who continued to paint with a smile on her face and said, "Second miss, our second master did mention before he went to Beijing that you are talented in painting. He really wanted to take you back. Nanyang, find some pyrography masters to teach you. However, Nanyang City may not be able to find suitable candidates..."

Yan Shi was talking here, but Yan Changsheng who was a little far away heard it.He said in amazement: "The second cousin of the Ning family wants to learn the skill of pyrography?" No wonder he was surprised, this skill of Nanyang pyrography is very rare, and it is a craft that is declining day by day. For a little girl to learn this skill, Yan Changsheng felt that accidents were inevitable.

Unexpectedly, Cao Shijun next to him said: "Miss Er's pyrography technique, Xiaosheng has already seen it, it is really amazing."

Yan Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and finally began to feel that this concubine cousin was a little unusual, and he still couldn't believe it, so he asked a little exaggeratedly: "Really?"

Cao Shijun felt that Yan Changsheng had doubts about himself, so he felt a little embarrassed at the moment, and said very seriously: "Yes, Sister She has seen Miss Ning's pyrography skills with her own eyes, and she wanted to learn it for a while. If Brother Yan If you don't believe me, next time when Sister Sister comes over, Brother Yan might as well ask Sister Sister."

It was Yan Changsheng's turn to lose face, and quickly apologized to Cao Shijun, stating that he didn't mean it that way.How could Cao Shijun take such a trivial matter to heart, and only smiled and said: "Sister She and Miss Ning Er are very familiar, what she said must be true." For some reason, Cao Shijun deliberately did not mention the pen that Ning Wanzhu gave earlier For one thing, it seems that Yan Changsheng always stares at Ning Wanzhu and asks questions, which is a bit weird.

Yan Changsheng said "oh", and stopped asking Cao Shijun for proof, but turned around and looked at Ning Wanzhu.

Ning Wanzhu heard Yan Shi's praise and got up to salute Yan Shi to thank her.Yan Shi waved his hand and said: "You continue to draw yours and praise you, you are not unworthy." The more respectful this concubine is to herself, the more comfortable Yan Shi feels.

Only then did Ning Wanzhu sit down again, took out a piece of picture, lowered her head and continued to draw carefully, and raised her head from time to time to look at the crowd, as if taking the scenery in front of her into the painting.

Ning Luozi couldn't hold back at this moment, she quietly walked around behind Ning Wanzhu, poking her head around to see what Ning Wanzhu was drawing.After looking at it for a while, Ning Luozi said sharply: "What did I think my second sister was painting, but it turned out to be my cousin Yan's family—I'm really ashamed!"

After hearing this, everyone present frowned.

Ning Wanzhu didn't raise her head, she said inwardly, my dear Luo Zi, you've been reborn longer than me, don't you understand this?She is only a girl about seven years old now, and Yan Changsheng is a ten-year-old boy whom she has only met once. It is possible for children of this age to have a good impression of each other, but private affairs are really difficult. Believe.

Of course, Ning Luozi's most critical mistake was to misjudge Yan Shi's attitude towards this matter.

Yesterday in the main room, Yan Shi gave the big guys a good lesson, talking about fame and women's virtues, but in the final analysis, what happened was that Ning Luozi withheld things from Ning Wanzhu without going through Yan Shi.Yan Shi was just making use of the topic, and Yan Shi himself made it very clear that he was not really accusing Ning Wanzhu and Chang Shining of giving and receiving privately, and doing something out of the ordinary.

However, Yan Changsheng is Yan Shi's favorite nephew, if Yan Changsheng is brought together with a little concubine of the Ning family, one can imagine Yan Shi's reaction.

Sure enough, Yan's face was cloudy and cloudy, but he held back and did not attack.

"Haha——" Yan Changsheng laughed long, and said to rescue Ning Wanzhu, "Second sister is actually interested in painting me with my aunt and cousins. I am disrespectful." As he said, With a wave of his sleeve, he came over to Ning Wanzhu, pretending to appreciate the painting in Ning Wanzhu's hand.

Ning Wanzhu was reminded by Yan Changsheng, and said to Ning Luozi in a soft voice: "My paintings are all drafts, and they will be assembled into a large one later, so everyone will draw them together. Big sister, did I do something wrong?" what?"

Ning Luozi choked immediately.

She looked at the painting in Ning Wanzhu's hand again, and said, "No, it doesn't look like the painting at all..." As she spoke, she snatched the picture. It is a thin piece of wood that cannot be torn off.Ning Luozi had no choice but to throw it into the grass from a distance.

Ning Wanzhu got up at this time, and while looking for her picture in the grass, she whimpered and said, "Big sister, if you don't look like that at all, why did you drink it up just now? I drew my cousin of the Yan family. Woolen cloth?"

Her words were vague and her voice was not high, but everyone heard it and thought it made sense.Ning Luozi was obviously targeting Ning Wanzhu, and her attitude was very domineering.Seeing this, Yan Shi was very unhappy, and gave Jin Mama a wink from a distance.

At this time, Ning Wanzhu hadn't brought back her picture, but someone took the lead. He reached ahead of her and took the picture from the grass.

That person was Yan Changsheng. He looked at Ning Wanzhu with a hint of sneer on his lips.It seems to be saying, didn't you say that you are the eldest daughter of the Ning family?Why was that "big sister" called so naturally and intimately?
He lowered his voice and said in a volume that others couldn't hear: "I don't like people who don't look the same." His eyes were burning, and he looked at Ning Wanzhu with interest.

Ning Wanzhu Yixie, not even interested in explaining.

Yan Changsheng raised the picture in his hand, looked at it carefully, but suddenly froze.

On the picture in his hand, a profile of a young man was roughly drawn with charcoal. Although the details were not clear, it was very vivid. Yan Changsheng knew it was himself when he saw it——the boy was standing in one place On the hillside, looking far away, looking at the rolling hills in front of you.

Yan Changsheng felt a little unbelievable. Looking at this simple picture, he was full of thoughts, and there seemed to be something surging in his chest, and he couldn't explain it clearly.He couldn't help raising his head, comparing himself to the scene he was facing in the painting——

I saw Funiu Mountain, with overlapping peaks and myriads of weather, and the mountain ranges stretched far away, as if leading to a bigger world.

All of a sudden, the words spoken by those ancient sages poured into Yan Changsheng's heart—righteousness, justice, the way of heaven... In this painting, Yan Changsheng seems to have seen his own future, and he should go to a bigger world. Cast your own shadow between heaven and earth.

However, within the mountains, there are hidden risks of stormy wind and rain and unknown risks. It seems that every step must be cautious.

With a lot of thoughts, Yan Changsheng looked at the little girl in front of him with an incredulous expression. Is this what the unidentified little girl from the Ning family wanted to express in the painting?
(End of this chapter)