Military marriage 100 points: Chief spoils deeply

Lu Beishen raised his eyes. He glanced at those people gently. His eyes were cold and fierce.

Those people didn't know where they offended Lu Beishen. They were too scared to speak.

In the face of their ridicule, Yun Qinian always had a shallow smile at the corners of his mouth, generous and decent, leisurely, "well, as you can see, this is an ordinary illustration. I thought for a long time, and finally drew it myself. Maybe this is the most suitable."

"I wonder if Grandpa Luo understands my mind?" Yun Qinian asked.

"You say." Mr. Luo's eyes have been falling on the painting, and he is reluctant to look away.

The illustration has two tabs.

In Figure 1, there are three young men fighting side by side. Their faces are confident and firm, and their eyes seem to be full of blood.

In Figure 2, an old man with white hair is looking at a place in the sky, looking back at Dugu Aotian.

Three people, only one left.

Yun Qinian said, "in the past, there were three teenagers. They were a rich family and grew up in the martial arts training camp together. The task on their shoulders was very arduous. They needed to stand up and work hard. They trained together and grew up together."

"Time passed and they were old. Two of them left unfortunately because they had been seriously injured many times."

"And the rest, every time he looks at the sky, he misses his brother."

"I believe everyone knows the three people in the picture."

The voice of Yun Qinian fell, and the banquet hall was silent for a minute, and then exploded.

Mr. Lu, Mr. Ji, Mr. Luo

Therefore, the first page in this painting shows the past of the three of them. The second page shows Mr. Luo alone, missing his old friend every day.

The three young men who were once high spirited have passed away. Two have died and the other has gray hair.

Things change. He must miss his two brothers very much.

No wonder it has the meaning of remembrance. That's what it means.

Ji Qianchen looked at the picture for a long time. Finally, he moved his attention to Yun Qinian.

Ji Yaner snorted coldly and muttered, "what's great..."

Lu Beishen didn't expect Yun Qinian's gift to be this.

Also, when did she learn to draw?

"Thank you, girl. This is the most thoughtful gift I've ever seen." Mr. Luo's voice trembled. "This painting is priceless in my eyes."

"A little heart can't pay tribute. Grandpa Luo is happy." Yun Qinian smiled.

Luo Lao gave such a high evaluation, which made the people who had just mocked Yun Qinian feel ashamed.

Yun Xiaomeng finally recovered. What's going on?

Didn't she accompany Yun Qinian to choose a pipe that day?

Did Yun Qinian know anything?

impossible!

Yun Xiaomeng's face was a little ugly. She pulled Yun Qinian aside. "Little sister, why didn't you give us the gift we chose? If you gave that gift, it would be more meaningful."

"Sister Xiaomeng, I've brought that gift too. I'll give it to Grandpa Luo in a moment." Yun Qinian is not anxious or impatient.

"Brought it here? Where is it?"

"Don't worry, didn't I say I'd surprise you tonight?"

As soon as Yun Qinian finished, a man came in. He held a small gift box in his hand and handed it to Mr. Luo.