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Chapter 55 Portrait

Author: That sour sugar

"Young master, you are polite. I also have to cross the river by feeling the stones. Without the help of the Liu family, I can only live in three small houses and two acres of land. The young master has such a demeanor, and whatever he wants to do, he will definitely be able to achieve the ultimate goal.

Whether it is high or far away from the world, just follow the situation and be at peace with the situation."

Zhang Ci smiled: "Miss is open-minded. I feel a little more at ease."

Be down-to-earth?

After riding for such a long time, Chen Fan became more and more stable while sitting on the horse. Qin Zheng got on the horse and said, "We can ride faster now." As he said that, he grabbed the reins and shook the horse, and spread his hooves.

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"What's the name of this horse?" Chen Fan asked quickly while he was still able to sit firmly.

"It is called Xunfeng, the young master is called Chengyun, and the young man is called Pixue."

As soon as the horse ran fast, Chen Fan felt uncomfortable and his legs were not comfortable. Qin Zheng noticed the changes in her body and reminded some key points from time to time.

After running for a while, Chen Fan gradually adapted. Qin Zheng loosened the reins and asked Chen Fan to control them by herself, and guided her to turn left and right.

When they returned to the construction site, almost an hour had passed. The adults who were watching the fun were busy. The children had not yet dispersed, and they lined up in a long queue to patrol the construction site. Chen Fan touched them.

Chin, this is a simpler suit for kindergarten teaching.

Manager Li said that the bricklayer came to lay the tiles in the afternoon and could lay them in half a day. All the walls of the duck houses can be built today, and the beams and tiles will be built tomorrow, so the staff will be required to build several times more.

“Are you looking for enough people?”

"Enough enough, all the carpenters and bricklayers from more than a dozen villages came. In the afternoon, another batch of materials will be sent over and placed in the house. Even if plum rain suddenly comes, there is no need to worry. The carpenters will move to the house to do their work later."

After talking about the business, Manager Li did not forget to ask how he was riding a horse. Chen Fan said it was okay, so he could sit on the horse.

It was noon in the blink of an eye, and Chen Fan and Manager Li returned to the clouds in a carriage.

She hid in the space for a while and then started writing quickly.

She found a large piece of paper and wrote a copy of "Thousand Character Text" in a long time. She hadn't written such a large piece of characters, so she had to find the feeling first.

After writing the "Thousand Characters" and Liu Huaishan also came, and the fifth girl Liu Ruhui came with her. Liu Ruhui was holding a stack of paper in her hand and said that she was given to Chen Fan. Chen Fan thanked her and took it.

Ruhui's tone was exaggerated than Huaishan: "Sister Chen, the words you wrote are so beautiful! That day, I always wanted to see my sister's writing. These words are like clouds floating in the sky, like water in the sky

Just like flowing, the dragon and the phoenix dance probably feel like this."

Chen Fan smiled: "My sister speaks so sweetly. I feel like I have drunk honey. We can write together later."

She asked Huaishan and Ruhui to hold the paper against the wall and look at it carefully. Then, she spread the paper on the table and asked them to see it. She flipped through the "Shangshu" and figured out what she wanted to write.

Huaishan also brought her several "Thousand Characters" and found a pen and started writing. Chen Fan flipped through the two batches of paper they gave, and found the best one to lay it flat.

, his hand hung in the air for a while before he started writing.

She spent a whole hour writing several paragraphs of "Zhou Shu Kang Gao". She put down her pen, stretched her waist, and shook her wrist.

Huaishan and Ruhui ran over to see her newly written one again and exclaimed a few times.

"Sister Chen, your picture is better, and it feels like the turn is more beautiful." She said and gestured, "These strokes are like silk belts blown up by the wind."

After a while, she discovered the New World: "There are many characters in the word "Wang" in it. Is the surname Wang a person? Each character "Wang is written differently."

"Stepping scripts are about being full of change. This king is the king of a country, and the king is talking. My brother takes the imperial examination to learn the concept of governing the country and the way of governing the country."

"Wow, sister, you know so much."

Chen Fan looked at Huaishan. She thought Huaishan was very lively from the beginning, but she didn't expect that this fifth girl was even more lively. Ruhui said so much today, but Huaishan was quiet.

Chen Fan walked into the yard and moved for a while. He went into the house and looked at the words written by Huaishan and Ruhui. He commented on them a few words, and demonstrated a few words.

The two continued to write, and Chen Fan chose paper and pen to draw a portrait of his mother.

She admired Wu Daozi and believed that she could not learn any voluntary nature of his landscape paintings, so she learned his figure paintings hard. She liked the feeling of floating clothes. She also wanted her to draw the concave and convex shapes of the figures through Chinese paintings.

The face, the yin and yang surface, draw the lines and draw the expression of the characters.

She used brushes to draw her family, and also sketched her yesterday, but she was not unfamiliar with her drawings at this time. She carefully drew her mother's face, depicting her eyebrows and eyes, and recalling every bit of her time with her mother.

Her eyes gradually became wet and tears filled her eyes. She raised her head, took a deep breath, and held back her tears.

Huaishan was writing, and when she saw Chen Fan's scene, she didn't speak, and lowered her head to continue writing.

Chen Fan painted the ancient makeup and clothing of his mother, and his figure was still the same as his mother's figure.

She was immersed in her emotions, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and she was depicting.

The mother in the painting raised her hand and twisted her body slightly, as if she turned around and waved to her daughter, and then patted her daughter on the head with a angrily expression, with a gentle expression and a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Stop writing, she is still looking at it carefully.

When she came to her senses, she found that Huaishan was already standing beside her and was looking at the painting with her.

"She is my mother." Chen Fan said softly.

Huaishan nodded: "You must miss her very much, right? Your mother's expression seems to be about to fly out of the painting. Is she waving to you or patting your head? My mother sometimes pats me.

The head. You drew for half an hour. Is this speed fast or slow?"

It's fast and slow.

She can draw faster or slower.

"I haven't learned to draw. Can you teach me next time?"

"Yes. When you master the calligraphy a little more, we will start drawing."

Ruhui didn't like this time. She supported her chin with her hands and she burst into tears: "I feel so uncomfortable when my sister is not by my mother's side. The fourth sister is often not by my mother's side, and the fourth sister misses her very much."

Chen Fan was at a loss for a moment and changed the subject: "Let's go and see Xingzi?"
Chapter completed!
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