Quick Travel: Saving the Cannon Fodder Male Supporting Role

After Zhao Yansui finished doing the bad thing, he turned around and wanted to run away. Shen Huan grabbed him and pulled him back. In the end, the two hugged each other and fell into the water again.

At this time, most places were undeveloped, and even washing powder was not used on a large scale. The river water was crystal clear, and grass grew in the river bed, creating a vibrant and lush scene.

In the meantime, a man and a woman were playing and laughing in the water.

A man in a long gown slowly walked downstream along the river bed, and soon saw two people in the river.

"No, wife, I won't come. I'm tired."

Zhao Yan waved his hand and begged for mercy.

But he started it first, and it was not up to him whether it would end or not. Shen Huan dragged the person and refused to let him go, and continued to pour water on him.

"Who asked you to pull me first?"

"I was wrong, wife, I don't dare anymore, haha, don't."

"Hahaha, don't scratch me, wife, I was wrong."

Until he noticed someone approaching, Shen Huan let go of his hand, fished the person out of the river, and led him outside. When he looked up, he saw that the person was standing more than ten meters away, looking at them, holding a drawing board and a Other tools looked at them a little weird.

Zhao Yansui was obviously shocked when he saw him, and his eyes were a little wary.

"Daughter-in-law, there is someone."

Shen Huan patted his hand reassuringly: "I saw it, it's okay."

Zhao Yansui still looked at him cautiously, his eyes were very clear, natural and pure without any worldly experience.

"I'm back. I'm all wet. Go back and change clothes."

"okay."

Seeing the two people turning around to leave, the man shouted: "Wait a minute."

"Um, hello, I'm Xu... the painter. I see you're having a lot of fun, why are you leaving?"

I was quite happy until I was disturbed.

Shen Huan felt a little unhappy and said, "I'm leaving now that I've had enough fun. What can I do for you?"

The man hesitated and said, "I just watched you play and I got a bit inspired. Do you want to help you draw a picture? It's free."

Shen Huan wanted to refuse, but Zhao Yansui spoke first: "Does free mean no money?"

The man was puzzled by what he said, because it was not a question that a normal person could ask. He was confused and nodded: "Yes, free means no money."

"Then let's draw."

Seeing that he was so happy, Shen Huan couldn't displease him, so he agreed to let this man help them paint.

The two of them sat on a stone by the river. The man set up the painting tools not far away, set up the easel, and began to paint.

As models, they couldn't move around, but Zhao Yansui couldn't help it. One moment he asked him if he had finished the painting, and the next moment he wanted to run over to see how his painting was, which wasted a lot of time.

Before Shen Huan's patience ran out, the man finally stopped writing and motioned to the two of them: "Okay, come and take a look."

Shen Huan originally thought that he couldn't draw anything good in such a short time, but he didn't expect that this person could draw pretty well, and his style was his own, integrating Chinese freehand brushwork and Western realism. The two people on the canvas could be seen. You can see the clear smile and expression, and at the same time, the whole painting conveys a sense of prosperity and endless spring.

"There are still some details missing, but this is the most satisfying painting I have had in a while, and I give it to you."

Zhao Yan then leaned over to take a closer look, and Shen Huan said, "Thank you."

"Sorry, can I take the liberty of asking about your relationship?"

"couple."

Zhao Yan said excitedly: "She is my wife!"

Shen Huan looked at him with a smile on his face and had no intention of denying it.

The man felt enlightened and nodded: "You are very happy. I rarely see such pure emotions from lovers. Too many are mixed with other purposes and intrigues, which simply insults the word love. You guys No, I wish you a long life.”

Shen Huan said: "Whether it is mixed with other things is not the criterion for testing whether love is pure. People have seven emotions and six desires. In addition to love, there are family and friendship. In addition to love and hate, there is also greed, anger and ignorance. The key lies in how to choose."

She thinks that she is not as noble as he said. She does not deny that she likes this person, but compared with certain things, she is still incomparable, at least for now.

The painter thought for a while and asked: "Is that so? But if there are too many things mixed into love, won't it change the taste? If everything is purposeful, from beginning to end, behind the warmth is deception and glamor. Behind it is depravity, does this still count as love?"

"It depends on what the parties involved think." Shen Huan smiled meaningfully: "Also, no one will always be the dealer. The person who announces the start of the game and the person who announces the end of the game is usually not the same person."

Some people think that they don't invest any emotions and are only doing everything for profit, thinking that they can escape gracefully in the end, but they end up stuck in the quagmire, winning and losing.

The painter is still puzzled: "I've watched many games and the one announcing the beginning and the end is the same one. Are you talking about feelings?"

"No." Shen Huan said with a smile, "I'm talking about everything."

All rules have always been like this.

For example, she was once the discarded child in other people's chess games, and later became the ace in the gambling game, and also worked as a banker. In her opinion, the former two are the same, both are driven by others, while the latter sounds noble, In fact, it is still not out of the game.

Later, she became an outsider, able to remain indifferent and stir up troubles.

They took the painting, said goodbye to the painter, and returned to the hotel along the way they came. They washed it and put on new clothes. Zhao Yan then took out the painting to admire it, obviously liking it very much.

In the afternoon, the person who went out to inquire about the news came back.

Although it's like spring all year round here, running outside at noon is still quite tiring. Sun Cheng took a big gulp of water before starting to talk about what they had seen and experienced for the most part.

"This is indeed the hometown of jade. There are many people doing business, and I heard from them that they did it secretly when the control was strict before, but now it is relaxed. It has been very lively recently, but the best market is not here. Lishui, do we want to go there?"

"How far apart?"

Yan Zhiyun replied: "Almost 70 kilometers."

It's just an hour's drive away from Hyundai.

But here, they may not be able to get there even after a whole day of hard work. They are okay, Shen Huan can bear it, but Zhao Yansui is too carsick and will definitely suffer.

"Is there nothing suitable here?"

Sun Cheng said: "There is also an exhibition hall, but it's just a bit inferior. But this is a provincial capital after all. I heard that a group of wealthy businessmen from the port city came to do jade business in a few days. Several people in charge of that venue planned to jointly hold an exhibition. Just like the outside world, the world is unfolding."

This word was said by Yan Zhiyun, and Sun Cheng felt a little confused.

"Then don't pass. Wait here. We'll go to the venue tomorrow to have a look."

Yan Zhiyun asked: "Do you want to buy it?"

Shen Huan raised his eyebrows: "A white wolf with empty gloves."