After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 312 Are You Separated From Me Now?

Feeling the proposition from Feng Yin, Zhang Yiming's brain was running fast, and then he picked up the painting with the ink still wet.

Let Feng Yin see more clearly, then smiled and said: "How come? The lady thinks, this can be drawn without care?"

Feng Yin: "..." This man has a thick skin, but I don't have any proof yet.

Well, she was silent for a while, with a half-smile: "It seems that I misheard. I don't know who told me that this is just a random thing?"

Zhang Yiming carefully put down the painting, and stretched out his hand to hold Feng Yin: "Hey lady, you should know that people of our nation have a certain characteristic."

Feng Yin raised her eyebrows and looked at him, just to see how many flowers he could name.

The man was somewhat embarrassed by her looking at him like this, but he said calmly: "The biggest characteristic of our nation is humility, yes, humility."

"Think about it, if I said complacently just now that this is the work of Zhang Yiming, what would you think?"

Feng Yin: "Okay, you pass the test."

The point is, a truly dedicated effort cannot be completed in just one hour.

"The lady is the best."

Hearing her words, Zhang Yiming suddenly became brighter, "I haven't painted for a long time, and I'm a little rusty. I'll practice my hand today."

Feng Yin looked at him: "You really want to do that?"

He didn't forget the promise they made to her after their identities were revealed, and of course she still remembered.

"I have nothing to do with it."

Zhang Yiming pulled her to sit on the kang, and then said, "I can't really entrust you with the responsibility of making money and supporting the family, can I?"

"Since I have my own advantages, why not start with it."

Feng Yin reached out to pick up the painting on the Kang table and said, "I'll treat this painting as a gift from you."

Zhang Yiming: "... Yinyin, this... I still want to keep it for myself."

Feng Yin looked at him faintly, and said in a faint tone, "What? Now you want to give me this share?"

"of course not."

Faced with her death gaze, Zhang Yiming relaxed, "I want to keep this for myself. As for you, I will draw another one for you."

"Is this interesting?"

Feng Yin couldn't help squinting her eyes, "If there are two of the same painting, what do you think is the meaning?"

"The scene is the same, but the picture is different."

Zhang Yiming took her hand, "This is mainly drawn from my perspective, of course I have to leave it to me."

As the man spoke, the corners of his lips raised a gentle arc unconsciously: "I'll draw a painting based on your perspective later, that's what you should collect."

Feng Yin: "..." Got it.

After hesitating for a while, she nodded: "Okay, then when will you draw the protagonist in my perspective?"

Zhang Yiming: "I'm a little tired after finishing this painting today, how about I paint after dinner?"

"Okay, but you'd better keep this painting, and don't let others see it."

Feng Yin said that she was about to go to the ground, but was stopped by Zhang Yiming: "Wait, Yinyin, compare yourself, how far is the current you from the you at that time?"

While speaking, the man had put down the painting, turned around and went down the tunnel, "Wait for me to get down, and I'll bring you a basin of clean water."

Although there is a bronze mirror at home, there are already many cracks, and it can only barely show a general appearance.

Therefore, when family members want to tidy up their appearance, they always use clean water.

Watching the man go out with quick legs and feet, Feng Yin burst out laughing.

Raising his hand to touch the still rough face, his eyes fell on the face of the young and beautiful woman in the painting.

She didn't need to speed up carefully, she could still remember how elastic her skin was and how smooth and delicate it felt.

(End of this chapter)