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Chapter 126 Zhou’s Plum Blossom
Chapter 126 Zhou’s Plum Blossom (2)
Feng Luan still draws vigorously without raising her head, what is she doing?In the ghost painting character.First, I wrote a horizontal line, which was crooked, and I had an idea to treat it as a plum branch, with a few "shua shua" strokes, and then some plum blossoms.
People who are new to brush calligraphy will feel like this. Sometimes they write smoothly, but no matter how they write, they just don’t remember it.Feng Luan worked hard to write, Guo Pu guessed below, wanted to read the talisman written by her very much, but endured it.
When Chang Ping came in, he was obviously taken aback when he saw Feng Luan who didn't look up. At first glance, Mrs. Zhou's young lady worked very hard, and she was not far from ten years of suffering.
Guo Pu gave him a wink, Chang Ping came over without a word, Guo Pu whispered with a smile: "Don't disturb her." Chang Ping lowered his voice: "Yes, we have dinner." Guo Pu looked at Feng Luan funny, He raised his hand to take another piece of paper, and drew again.
She studied a lot of ink just now, and now she has enough ink, plus she came back late from playing, and it was dark after a long time of painting, and she still had paper and ink, let alone raised her head.
"You bring it." Guo Pu ordered Chang Ping to bring it, and Chang Ping brought the dinner lightly, and fed Guo Pu. The master and servant couldn't help laughing when they saw Feng Luan by chance.
Although Fengluan has a girl, she wants to go back to her room for dinner, and she will go back to eat with Guo Pu. Sometimes Changping and Lin'an will give her dinner.Lan Zhi and Gui Zhi are sulking at each other in the room, there is an angry incident in the afternoon for no reason, so they don't care about Feng Luan.
If there is such a foolish master, there will be such a girl.
No one came to disturb Feng Luan, she kept drawing until there was laughter like a silver bell outside: "Mother, please wait a little longer." Feng Luan then raised her head, her eyes fascinated: "Hey, the lamp is on. "
Guo Pu smiled, and asked: "What did you write, send it to me for advice." This was obviously joking with Feng Luan, Feng Luan was dizzy from writing, and came over with the paper in both hands, embarrassed: "I It's not well written."
Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Guo came in. Seeing this scene, Mrs. Wang was taken aback. Feng Luan learned to write?She felt dissatisfied spontaneously, she was like a coolie, and Feng Luan was the young lady.
Before she made such an injustice, Wang forgot that she was all about taking power. She is also young, and she has just left her parents and family, so it is inevitable that she also feels lonely.Came forward deliberately with a smile: "Is this written by my sister?"
Needless to say, when those two hands were held together, it could be clearly seen through the candlelight that it was a pile of chaotic characters, which didn't look like a pile of characters, and could only be written by Zhou Fengluan.
Guo Pu asked Mrs. Guo about her coldness, and carefully identified Feng Luan's ghost painting talisman, two sticks that looked like fried fried dough sticks. Guo Pu guessed: "Is this ten?"
Feng Luan smiled, her small face was full of childishness: "Yes." Wang's teeth are all oozing, is this ten?These are just two twists, of course they are not very twisted.
Next to it, a few sticks protrude from east to west, and they are a little bit, bigger, and hollow... Wang is stunned, what is this?Guo Pu guessed, "Is this plum blossom?"
Mrs. Wang almost didn't fall, so can she guess the plum blossom?So capable!Feng Luan smiled and said: "Yes, young master is really powerful." She took a look at herself, embarrassed: "I thought that others couldn't understand it at all."
Guo Pu said: "You picked plum blossoms this afternoon, what else could it be?" However, the painting of plum blossoms can piss off many plum painters.Surprised, Wang took a closer look, only to see that the small point was the pistil of the plum blossom, and the larger one, which took too much effort to guess that it was the joint on the branch of the plum blossom.
Hollow dots are plum petals.Mrs. Wang let out a long breath. Looking at Mrs. Zhou's calligraphy and painting, it would be better to talk to the difficult manager.She turned around and said crisply: "The girl said that she saw Zhou's sister picking flowers in the afternoon. It is a new-looking ladder. It has flowers and looks beautiful. It must be precious wood."
Wang was also angry, and only called Fengluan Zhou's sister.In Feng Luan's heart, ahhhhhh, Mrs. Wang, that sister.shouted to her.
She heard it all, Mrs. Guo might not hear it, there are many family members at home, Mrs. Guo just smiled: "I also want to see, what is it for?"
Feng Luan was listless alone, almost dejected, Chang Ping saw it from outside the curtain, and then realized that he was late in replying, he had something to do in the afternoon, so he had no time to come in and go back to the whole process of picking flowers.Guo Pu didn't ask again, Chang Ping was going to answer at night.
In this room, Guo Pu's state of mind is the most important thing, other people's thoughts are not so important.Chang Ping only listened to Guo Pu's order, and brought the mahogany staircase in for Mrs. Guo to see. Mrs. Guo also found it interesting, and said to her son, "Thank you for remembering it."
Wang's heart was greatly shocked, and she said politely: "This thing is so good, it must have been thought of by Zhou's sister, whenever I move things in the big warehouse, Zhou's sister must lend it to me."
Both Madam Guo and Guo Pu heard this obvious jealousy, Madam Guo looked at her son as if nothing had happened, she only smiled at Feng Luan: "Did you think so?"
"It's me." Guo Pu then answered. He would definitely not answer Wang's sour words, but only his mother's.
It was better if he didn't answer at all, but Wang felt even more sour after answering this sentence.She doesn't have affection for Guo Pu, she is the kind of sourness that strives for the wind, the kind that wants to be strong.
If Fengluan thought about coming to play, Wang would be better off. Guo Pu thought of it, wouldn't Wang be more sad?Based on her understanding of Feng Luan, she knew Feng Luan couldn't figure it out, she knew it was Guo Pu's idea, but when she said it clearly, Wang felt even more sad.
It seems that the facts can be guessed, and many people can't accept it when it really comes to their eyes.Mrs. Wang could only come to praise: "This flower is really good, thanks to the thoughtfulness of the young master."
Guo Pu listened to her and hit him, and was about to speak when Feng Luan said bluntly: "It's me, I thought of the flower." Wang said sourly: "I think it's also my sister's idea, we women know flower."
Mrs. Guo opened her mouth gently: "Mr. Zhou, have you eaten yet?" At this hour, Mrs. Guo said this, which was originally a lie, but when she wanted to change the topic later, Feng Luan let out an ahh, and Guo Pu laughed. With a sound, their harmony made Wang hold the handkerchief tightly.
You can't fight at the front door, but there are wolves at the back door.Her heart to deal with Feng Luan was even more serious.
"Mother, I haven't eaten yet." Feng Luan blushed, afraid of Mrs. Guo's scolding, but she didn't dare to hide it, so she came to Guo Pu ashamedly: "My lord, haven't you eaten yet?"
Guo Pu couldn't be happier: "You work too hard, I've eaten, and you haven't smelled the food. Go to dinner, let someone prepare paper and pens, and grind a tank of ink for you to paint with you all night."
Feng Luan fled outside, the more Guo Pu thought about it, the more amusing he became, and he said to Mrs. Guo: "Mother, Feng Luan is fascinated by the ink." Seeing that her son liked it, the corners of her eyes were wet, and Mrs. Guo hurriedly smiled and blinked. Blinking her eyes and pursing her eyes, she blamed Guo Pu with a smile: "Why didn't you call her?"
"I see how long she will be painting. If my mother doesn't come, she might have to paint." Guo Pule died, "I'm a little idiot." Mrs. Guo noticed that there was Wang Shi beside her, and said to Wang Shi who looked wrong: "Go back and rest, don't come here again."
(End of this chapter)
Feng Luan still draws vigorously without raising her head, what is she doing?In the ghost painting character.First, I wrote a horizontal line, which was crooked, and I had an idea to treat it as a plum branch, with a few "shua shua" strokes, and then some plum blossoms.
People who are new to brush calligraphy will feel like this. Sometimes they write smoothly, but no matter how they write, they just don’t remember it.Feng Luan worked hard to write, Guo Pu guessed below, wanted to read the talisman written by her very much, but endured it.
When Chang Ping came in, he was obviously taken aback when he saw Feng Luan who didn't look up. At first glance, Mrs. Zhou's young lady worked very hard, and she was not far from ten years of suffering.
Guo Pu gave him a wink, Chang Ping came over without a word, Guo Pu whispered with a smile: "Don't disturb her." Chang Ping lowered his voice: "Yes, we have dinner." Guo Pu looked at Feng Luan funny, He raised his hand to take another piece of paper, and drew again.
She studied a lot of ink just now, and now she has enough ink, plus she came back late from playing, and it was dark after a long time of painting, and she still had paper and ink, let alone raised her head.
"You bring it." Guo Pu ordered Chang Ping to bring it, and Chang Ping brought the dinner lightly, and fed Guo Pu. The master and servant couldn't help laughing when they saw Feng Luan by chance.
Although Fengluan has a girl, she wants to go back to her room for dinner, and she will go back to eat with Guo Pu. Sometimes Changping and Lin'an will give her dinner.Lan Zhi and Gui Zhi are sulking at each other in the room, there is an angry incident in the afternoon for no reason, so they don't care about Feng Luan.
If there is such a foolish master, there will be such a girl.
No one came to disturb Feng Luan, she kept drawing until there was laughter like a silver bell outside: "Mother, please wait a little longer." Feng Luan then raised her head, her eyes fascinated: "Hey, the lamp is on. "
Guo Pu smiled, and asked: "What did you write, send it to me for advice." This was obviously joking with Feng Luan, Feng Luan was dizzy from writing, and came over with the paper in both hands, embarrassed: "I It's not well written."
Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Guo came in. Seeing this scene, Mrs. Wang was taken aback. Feng Luan learned to write?She felt dissatisfied spontaneously, she was like a coolie, and Feng Luan was the young lady.
Before she made such an injustice, Wang forgot that she was all about taking power. She is also young, and she has just left her parents and family, so it is inevitable that she also feels lonely.Came forward deliberately with a smile: "Is this written by my sister?"
Needless to say, when those two hands were held together, it could be clearly seen through the candlelight that it was a pile of chaotic characters, which didn't look like a pile of characters, and could only be written by Zhou Fengluan.
Guo Pu asked Mrs. Guo about her coldness, and carefully identified Feng Luan's ghost painting talisman, two sticks that looked like fried fried dough sticks. Guo Pu guessed: "Is this ten?"
Feng Luan smiled, her small face was full of childishness: "Yes." Wang's teeth are all oozing, is this ten?These are just two twists, of course they are not very twisted.
Next to it, a few sticks protrude from east to west, and they are a little bit, bigger, and hollow... Wang is stunned, what is this?Guo Pu guessed, "Is this plum blossom?"
Mrs. Wang almost didn't fall, so can she guess the plum blossom?So capable!Feng Luan smiled and said: "Yes, young master is really powerful." She took a look at herself, embarrassed: "I thought that others couldn't understand it at all."
Guo Pu said: "You picked plum blossoms this afternoon, what else could it be?" However, the painting of plum blossoms can piss off many plum painters.Surprised, Wang took a closer look, only to see that the small point was the pistil of the plum blossom, and the larger one, which took too much effort to guess that it was the joint on the branch of the plum blossom.
Hollow dots are plum petals.Mrs. Wang let out a long breath. Looking at Mrs. Zhou's calligraphy and painting, it would be better to talk to the difficult manager.She turned around and said crisply: "The girl said that she saw Zhou's sister picking flowers in the afternoon. It is a new-looking ladder. It has flowers and looks beautiful. It must be precious wood."
Wang was also angry, and only called Fengluan Zhou's sister.In Feng Luan's heart, ahhhhhh, Mrs. Wang, that sister.shouted to her.
She heard it all, Mrs. Guo might not hear it, there are many family members at home, Mrs. Guo just smiled: "I also want to see, what is it for?"
Feng Luan was listless alone, almost dejected, Chang Ping saw it from outside the curtain, and then realized that he was late in replying, he had something to do in the afternoon, so he had no time to come in and go back to the whole process of picking flowers.Guo Pu didn't ask again, Chang Ping was going to answer at night.
In this room, Guo Pu's state of mind is the most important thing, other people's thoughts are not so important.Chang Ping only listened to Guo Pu's order, and brought the mahogany staircase in for Mrs. Guo to see. Mrs. Guo also found it interesting, and said to her son, "Thank you for remembering it."
Wang's heart was greatly shocked, and she said politely: "This thing is so good, it must have been thought of by Zhou's sister, whenever I move things in the big warehouse, Zhou's sister must lend it to me."
Both Madam Guo and Guo Pu heard this obvious jealousy, Madam Guo looked at her son as if nothing had happened, she only smiled at Feng Luan: "Did you think so?"
"It's me." Guo Pu then answered. He would definitely not answer Wang's sour words, but only his mother's.
It was better if he didn't answer at all, but Wang felt even more sour after answering this sentence.She doesn't have affection for Guo Pu, she is the kind of sourness that strives for the wind, the kind that wants to be strong.
If Fengluan thought about coming to play, Wang would be better off. Guo Pu thought of it, wouldn't Wang be more sad?Based on her understanding of Feng Luan, she knew Feng Luan couldn't figure it out, she knew it was Guo Pu's idea, but when she said it clearly, Wang felt even more sad.
It seems that the facts can be guessed, and many people can't accept it when it really comes to their eyes.Mrs. Wang could only come to praise: "This flower is really good, thanks to the thoughtfulness of the young master."
Guo Pu listened to her and hit him, and was about to speak when Feng Luan said bluntly: "It's me, I thought of the flower." Wang said sourly: "I think it's also my sister's idea, we women know flower."
Mrs. Guo opened her mouth gently: "Mr. Zhou, have you eaten yet?" At this hour, Mrs. Guo said this, which was originally a lie, but when she wanted to change the topic later, Feng Luan let out an ahh, and Guo Pu laughed. With a sound, their harmony made Wang hold the handkerchief tightly.
You can't fight at the front door, but there are wolves at the back door.Her heart to deal with Feng Luan was even more serious.
"Mother, I haven't eaten yet." Feng Luan blushed, afraid of Mrs. Guo's scolding, but she didn't dare to hide it, so she came to Guo Pu ashamedly: "My lord, haven't you eaten yet?"
Guo Pu couldn't be happier: "You work too hard, I've eaten, and you haven't smelled the food. Go to dinner, let someone prepare paper and pens, and grind a tank of ink for you to paint with you all night."
Feng Luan fled outside, the more Guo Pu thought about it, the more amusing he became, and he said to Mrs. Guo: "Mother, Feng Luan is fascinated by the ink." Seeing that her son liked it, the corners of her eyes were wet, and Mrs. Guo hurriedly smiled and blinked. Blinking her eyes and pursing her eyes, she blamed Guo Pu with a smile: "Why didn't you call her?"
"I see how long she will be painting. If my mother doesn't come, she might have to paint." Guo Pule died, "I'm a little idiot." Mrs. Guo noticed that there was Wang Shi beside her, and said to Wang Shi who looked wrong: "Go back and rest, don't come here again."
(End of this chapter)
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