President Qin climbed over the wall and knelt down on the durian

Xia Ye came to the painting, looked at the Lamei in front of him, and praised: "The painting of Lamei is as real as it is, and the brush strokes are strong and free, and the tip of the pen is just right, not too much, not too much. , the paintings made by grandpa are not far behind those famous paintings."

Seeing that Xia Ye also understood, Mr. Qin praised: "Yes, you are a knowledgeable person, Xia Xia, you can also draw with a brush?"

Xia Ye nodded, and replied with some embarrassment: "I learned some before, but I haven't practiced it for many years, and it's a bit rusty."

"It's okay, it's all my family members here, so you can show grandpa the painting."

Hearing this, Xiaobao clapped his hands and said, "Mommy, you draw. My brother and I have never seen you draw before."

"Yeah, Xia Xia, just draw one for us. I remember you learned how to draw very well when you were young." Xu Hui also took the opportunity to say.

"Then I'll be ugly."

Xia Ye arranged the inkstone, replaced it with a new piece of paper, and started painting.

The paintings she made were slightly more complicated than Mr. Qin's. She drew all the high platforms and flowing water in the garden.

The momentum is torrential, and the clouds are like water.

Even Mr. Qin couldn't help but look at Xia Ye with admiration.

It's just a landscape painting, and she painted them vividly here, if it's a portrait...

Old Master Qin didn't speak, but just watched Xia Ye paint.

By the time she finished painting, it was already two hours later.

Xia Ye stretched out his hand, and said to Mr. Qin, "Grandpa, I'm not as good at painting as you. I haven't painted for a long time, and I'm unfamiliar with it."

"Your painting is really good."

Old Master Qin looked at Xia Ye's painting, "It's a pity, if you learn Chinese painting, your attainments will definitely be better than those of today's people."

"It's a pity that I don't have such hands, and my painting is just a hobby on weekdays."

"Yes, I heard from that boy Qin Shi that you have to undergo surgery every day, and there are still a lot of experimental research to be done, but no matter how strong you are, you are still a girl, and it's not that girls don't want to do careers, but no matter what Remember at all times, go home when you are tired, our Qin family will always be your backing."

Hearing this, Xia Ye's nose became sharp.

She nodded and replied: "Grandpa I know, I will remember it in the future. If Qin Shi dares to bully me, I will definitely tell you and let you teach him a good lesson."

"That's right, we are all a family, no matter what difficulties we can speak out, we will solve them together."

As Old Master Qin said, he said to the servant beside him, "Take out these two paintings later, find someone to frame them, and put them in my study."

"Good old man."

The servant responded and took the painting down.

Xia Ye originally wanted to take her painting back, but seeing that Mr. Qin attached so much importance to it, she didn't say anything.

Xiao Bao looked at Xia Ye and whispered, "What to do, Mommy is so good at everything, I feel like I don't know anything."

He even feels like a little trash now.

Grandpa Qin stroked Xiaobao's head and said with a smile, "If Xiaobao wants to learn, grandpa will teach you."

"Really, grandpa?"

Xiaobao's eyes lit up, but they soon dimmed, "Let's forget it, I don't really like painting that much, I just think Mommy is amazing, I still prefer playing the piano."

"Playing the piano is good, the temperament of playing the piano is elegant and dusty, we Xiaobao can do whatever he wants."

In order to praise Xiaobao, Mr. Qin did everything he could.

Xiao Bao blinked, and asked Mr. Qin, "Grandpa, is playing the piano really that good?"

Mr. Qin hugged him and sat aside, and replied: "Of course, the hands of the piano players are very beautiful. Look at our Xiaobao's hands, aren't they also very long and beautiful?"