Author: Loeva

Qin Hanzhen's courtyard is a three-man courtyard with five main rooms, a caravan, and some veranda closed with glass windows, small halls, study rooms, living rooms, warm cabinets, bedrooms, clean rooms, sunrooms... all available. Qin Hanzhen specially arranged it carefully, and most of the furniture is specially customized, and it also pays great attention to privacy. The living room and warm cabinet are set together, and it is for half a bedroom in winter. A real bedroom boudoir will never be easily seen by outsiders. She directly separated the green gauze cabinet. If the owner did not allow it, no one would think of taking a step inside.

Qin Hanzhen's approach is completely different from the way she usually separates the bedroom with a double bin. It is easy for a guest to catch a glimpse of the bed and mirrors in the boudoir. Niu once commented that she was afraid that summer would not be ventilated enough. Qin Hanzhen didn't care. She specially opened an extra rear window in the bedroom. Summer is coming, and when front and back windows are opened, how much breath can't be exposed?

Zhao Mo stood outside the green tulle cabinet, only glanced at the carved wood above, then turned his gaze away, and went to appreciate the treasure decorations placed on the Duobao space between the main hall and the Xiji room. Lianshi brought tea, and he just sat down by the kang, smiling and praising Qin Hanzhen at her boudoir and pointing to the long couch under the window opposite, saying, "The cotton mat on this couch was also what my cousin thought of? I feel comfortable looking at it. In winter, I live on such a long couch, reading books and drinking tea. This little life is so beautiful. I will make a few thick cotton mats like this tomorrow, so I can enjoy a few free time."

Qin Hanzhen smiled pursed her lips and said, "If Cousin Zhao likes it, I still have it here. The people on the needlework have made several pads to deliver. I and my grandparents can't use it, and there are still a few leftovers. I was going to wait for my father to come back. He will do it this year and a half, but I don't know when he will come back, so Cousin Zhao will use it first. When my father wants to come back, I will let you make it in stock, and it will be the same."

How could Zhao Mo refuse? He said repeatedly: "Then thank me for my cousin." Qin Hanzhen asked the girl to pick up the cloth sample to him, so as to save the mat from being sent over, but he thought the fabric was not good and he went back and forth. It was not that Qin Hanzhen was too concerned, she felt that Zhao Mo could really do such a thing.

Zhao Mo did have such an idea in his mind, and he also wanted to see Qin Hanzhen more. But now that Qin Hanzhen asked someone to choose a cloth pattern for him, he could only suppress his little thoughts and picked two of them randomly, which he liked, and said, "I'll ask A Shou to bring someone to pick them up another day." He gave this matter.

After drinking tea, everyone moved to the study to see Qin Hanzhen's paintings. She has practiced now and has become interested. In the middle of winter, it's New Year again, and she never stopped practicing and has to draw a few strokes every night. Qin Hanzhen's painting practice does not have to copy according to the previous calligraphy and calligraphy, but occasionally sketches, such as the flowers, plants, trees and maids in the yard, who have all been her models.

Sometimes she just drew a few girls, sitting around to make needlework, or sweeping the floor and pouring tea and watering flowers. She did not draw detailed paintings, and she practiced figure painting in order to draw the various characters in street customs paintings. As long as the posture and expression are correct, there is no need to be demanding the details. Qin Hanzhen painted quickly, and gradually developed the skill of sketching. The girls were a little fussy at first, but now they have long been used to it. They found that when she painted herself, she would deliberately put on a good-looking position, or someone made new clothes and got new jewelry, and they had to wear them specially. They ran to Qin Hanzhen to show off so that she could paint herself.

After seeing Qin Hanzhen's landscape and street scenes, Zhao Mo went to look through her stack of white-collar female descriptions, but she looked even more relish. She also asked Qin Hanzhen: "Cousin can draw a few pictures for me? I should be fine when I see you draw pictures of ladies, but you can't just draw girls, at least you can draw a man? You can use me to practice, how about it? I'm still idle now."

Qin Hanzhen gave him a blank look: "Who said I won't draw men anymore? I have painted my grandfather a lot. Brother Jian has painted them, and I have also painted them as a model... Well, what? In short, I want to practice figure painting. When will I be more generous than the other? Are the pedestrians and peddlers on the street scenes I painted fake? My cousin doesn't have to worry about me."

Zhao Mo touched his nose, lowered his voice and said, "Then you just treat it as my cousin's painting, how about it? Just draw two for me? Just draw my current appearance. If I go back to Suning, I will leave one here. My cousin... If my uncle and uncle miss me, take a look at the painting, I will just treat it as seeing me."

Qin Hanzhen looked at him. Did he say this a bit too narcissistic? Who would miss him?

Qin Bai happily gave his granddaughter advice: "Hanzhen should really put more effort into character painting. Occasionally, the paintings are larger and more detailed, and you have to grasp the characters' spiritual essence. When the weather is warmer, use your girls to practice it and learn the serious pictures of ladies first."

Qin Hanzhen felt that she preferred to paint customs and streets, otherwise the landscapes and towers would be better. But since her grandfather had given instructions, she could only follow them.

Grandmother Niu's idea is different from her husband. She likes the streets, markets and other paintings by her granddaughter. She also suggests: "Are you going to visit the temple fair in a few days? It would be great if you could draw the situation at the temple fair. I actually want to go to the fun in my heart, but I am afraid that my body will not be able to hold on and I will be so crowded with people. If you paint the temple fair as a painting, I will go to the temple fair like myself. Wouldn't it be easy and not suffering, but also watching the fun?"

Qin Hanzhen smiled dryly and said, "That's a lot of skill. I don't have the ability to draw such a lively scene. At most, I just want to draw a few strokes with my intentions. It's definitely not as lively as the real temple fair."

Niu waved his hand: "It's okay. How can painting be the same as a real temple fair? I just look at the meaning, just the meaning."

Qin Hanzhen had no choice but to agree.

Zhao Mo looked at her, then at Niu again, and secretly remembered the matter in his heart.

After reading the painting, I praised everything I should praise. Niu's rice is so amazing that he began to feel sleepy. In fact, she and Qin Bo have the habit of taking a nap. After eating, it's time to rest. Qin Hanzhen accompanied the two elders back to the main courtyard. Qin Bo said to Zhao Mo: "Is it still eating at home tonight? No matter what happens at noon, you can just go to the East Mansion to see Brother Jian and the others. It's better to joke with them, so there is no need to sit here and wait for us."

Then he turned to Qin Hanzhen: "Hanzhen will accompany your cousin Zhao and give him to your cousin. You can also play with your brothers and sisters, don't stay home alone and just practice painting. During the Chinese New Year, you have to relax and have fun, even if you go to the garden with your cousins. The red plums in the garden must have bloomed, right? It's also very festive to break two red plum blossoms into the bottle, right?"

Zhao Mo blinked and hurriedly said, "The third year of junior high school is Chikou. Cheng'en's Marquis' Mansion is different from the Yongjia Marquis' Mansion. How can I disturb Brother Jian and the others? Forget it. Taking advantage of the clear weather, I simply went back to the Liao Palace first. My father gave me a list of books and asked me to me remember the names of the people above and would take me to visit in the future. After I got the booklet, I just flipped two pages and threw them aside. In fact, even if I didn't intend to make friends with someone for my father, now I'm back in the capital, it's hard to be blind. If I go out and meet any famous person, I can't recognize the other person, wouldn't I offend anyone for no reason? I'd better take advantage of the time when I'm free and remember the booklet quickly. It's serious."

When Qin Bai heard this, he let him go.

Before leaving, Zhao Mo frequently looked back at Qin Hanzhen. Qin Hanzhen was so uncomfortable that he could only give in: "I'll give you a cousin Zhao." Anyway, this is not the first time she has given it.

Zhao Mo immediately smiled happily, and was about to take this opportunity to ask the answer that he had not yet asked before, but he was convinced that Qin Hanzhen turned around and called Feng'er: "You follow me." He actually called the confidant girl to accompany him. If he didn't want this girl to hear what they were talking about, Zhao Mo would probably not be able to ask Qin Hanzhen the old question he had before again.

Zhao Mo could only regret it, and his resentful eyes kept aiming at Qin Hanzhen along the way, making Qin Hanzhen's scalp almost explode and she had goose bumps all over her body. But she endured it and refused to give Zhao Mo the chance to ask her again.

Just kidding, if you think about that kind of situation, it will make people feel embarrassed. In fact, she didn't mean to refuse. If Zhao Mo was careful enough, it wouldn't be difficult to guess the answer. Some words are actually not something that has to be said, just let everyone know...

Qin Hanzhen sent the person outside the front yard gate and was about to say goodbye to Zhao Mo. Zhao Mo looked at her, was silent for a while, then glanced at Feng'er, who was more than a meter away, and then approached Qin Hanzhen and whispered: "My cousin refused to give me the right words today. I will definitely ask you something to understand another day!"

Qin Hanzhen also looked at him and was a little annoyed: "So what if you understand? So what if I don't want to give you the right words? Can you still force such a thing?"

Zhao Mo was stunned and hesitated: "Cousin Qin, are you angry? Because... I asked you what I said?"

Qin Hanzhen snorted heavily and turned around and said, "Who is angry? Why am I angry? I am not angry!"

But she is obviously angry when she looks like this?

Zhao Mo was silent for a while before saying seriously: "Okay, since you are not willing to give me a correct word now, it shows that I still have many shortcomings. Don't worry! I..." He paused, but after all, he still didn't finish the words "me", so he said goodbye to Qin Hanzhen, "I'm leaving, come again when I'm free. Take care of my cousin, and ask my uncle and grandpa to take care of me."

He turned and left. Qin Hanzhen looked at his back and wanted to call him, asking clearly what he hadn't finished saying just now, but after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't call anyone.

It was strange. Zhao Mo didn't say anything, why was she a little depressed and couldn't get excited?
Chapter completed!