Farming and reading lady

Gu Xixian was also moved by these people. She thought that she and her brother actually had no blood relationship with these people, but these people treated them as their relatives. Although it might be more because of the teacher and the teacher's wife, they had to accept this kindness and love.

"The weather is nice today, let's take a family photo." Use your strengths to express your small gratitude.

The eldest cousin's wife of the Yin family was gentle and charming, and was a perfect match for the imposing eldest cousin. She was sitting below the eldest lady at the moment, and when she heard her words, she asked curiously, "Cousin, can you also paint?"

"A little bit, just a little bit." Gu Xixian said modestly. She only knew a little bit in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The cousin's wife thought she was just a kid saying it casually, so she didn't take it seriously and listened to the elders' chat attentively. Gu Xixian quietly retreated, set up a table and various painting tools in an inconspicuous corner, and began to observe everyone's words and deeds carefully. After about an incense stick of time, she closed her eyes and went through the shapes of everyone in her mind again, then slowly spread out the drawing paper and started to sketch.

"Big..." Yin Xuanzhao saw his eldest brother walk behind little sister Xian, and then stood there motionless looking at her. He was about to shout out loud, but he saw his eldest brother put a finger to his lips and made a "hush" sound to him. He walked over with light steps, and when he saw the characters jumping out on the paper, he almost cried out again, but was quickly covered by his eldest brother's hand. He signaled to his eldest brother with his eyes that he would not make a sound, and then he was released. He breathed a sigh of relief and glared at his eldest brother with resentment in his eyes. He almost suffocated, okay? But he was soon attracted by sister Xian's paintings, and then more and more people gathered over, and none of them made a sound.

When Gu Xixian finished drawing and was about to move her wrist, she looked around unconsciously and was startled by the sparkling eyes around her. She looked at everyone in a daze: "What happened?"

The eldest cousin shook his head and asked, "Has Sister Xian finished her painting?"

Gu Xixian shook his head: "No, I just finished putting a frame in it."

"Oh, that's fine, you continue painting, we'll go play for a while." The eldest cousin said this, but he didn't move. Others looked around with their eyes, and their feet were nailed to the spot.

Gu Xixian didn't care what these people were doing. She turned her wrist and continued to devote herself to her family portrait painting. She was a simple person. When she was doing something, she would not be easily disrupted by others.

The people in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion are all very well-behaved. Even the little ones, although very lively, can keep their composure when faced with difficulties. Seeing that their uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters are all gathered together quietly, they don't have the patience and know to find a place to play far away from them.

The old lady was old and didn't like to join in the fun, but seeing her children and grandchildren all gathered there, she couldn't help but become curious: "Rou'er, what's that girl Xian doing over there? So many people are surrounding her, it's like they're watching a peep show."

Yin Xueruo was a little proud: "Mother, don't look at that girl because she is small. She is very powerful."

"Mother, you see my little sister's nature of keeping people in suspense has not changed. Don't keep us in suspense. Come and tell me how powerful she is." Yin Xueruo was the youngest child of her generation. When the eldest lady came into the family, she was still a little girl. In addition, the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion had only male heirs so far. Since she was a child, she also loved her sister-in-law as her own daughter. So she was always ready to make jokes.

"Sister-in-law, let me keep you in suspense, but I promise that you will have a surprise soon." She was very confident in Gu Xixian's painting skills. Not to mention that the disciple is better than the master, the child's painting skills are much better than hers.

"Oh, then I'm really curious." The old lady of the Zhenguogong was really curious now. She glanced at her daughter and patted the eldest lady's hand: "Let's go, let's leave it to this secret. Let this girl eat by herself. Let's go and take a look together."

"Okay." The eldest lady was a quick-witted person. She immediately helped the old lady up. Yin Xueruo also smiled and supported the old lady's other arm. The three of them walked towards the courtyard together.

The old lady saw the little people standing on the stool, half lying on the table, holding a pen and painting seriously. They were old and their eyes were a little presbyopic. She moved closer to take a look. The people in the painting had their own styles. The old ones had the demeanor of pine and crane, the young ones had the interest of children, and the young ones had different heroic postures. Some were elegant and refined, some were majestic, some were high-spirited, some were vigorous, some were gentle and dignified, some were bright and generous, and some were beautiful girls next to each other. They all jumped onto the paper one by one.

"What a great family portrait!" The old lady exclaimed in admiration: "What a great family style, what a great family style."

Although the Zhenguogong Mansion survived the world with military power, the old lady is a pure descendant of scholars and celebrities. Her grandfather was a great scholar in the previous dynasty, and his students were all over the world. Her father was not willing to lag behind and was a famous scholar in this dynasty. Even the late emperor was one of his students. The old lady herself is both civil and military, and her painting skills are superb. She can be called one of the contemporary extraordinary women. This sharp vision is not something that ordinary people can praise.

"Mom, how is it? Are you surprised? Are you happy? You always lament that there is no one to succeed you, but now you have found an heir." Yin Xueruo smiled proudly.

The old lady nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

None of her children and grandchildren inherited her skills, and even her only daughter only learned a little bit. She sighed countless times that her skills would never be passed down to the next generation. Who would have thought that the little apprentice her daughter had adopted was a genius in painting. She was very happy that her painting skills were so perfect at such a young age.

"Finally it's done." Gu Xixian finished the last stroke, clapped his hands in satisfaction, and nodded to himself. He looked up and saw the old lady staring at him with burning eyes. To use an inappropriate metaphor, it was like a wolf seeing good meat, and it was emitting a faint glow.

She was a little nervous: "Old lady, what, what happened?"

"Why call me old lady? Call me grandma." The old lady stretched out her hand and lightly lifted her up. She flew across the table like a little flying man and fell into the old lady's arms.

Oh, I'm scared, okay? Is this still the old lady? It turned out that her eyes deceived her. It turned out that the old lady was a Hercules! She must weigh at least 40 or 50 kilograms. When she turned around in the old lady's hand, she felt like a little chicken.

"Mom, are you trying to scare me to death? Don't you see how old you are? You're still playing such a big game." Yin Xueruo was really scared. She didn't expect her mother to be so fierce. Has she been a fake daughter for decades?

The old lady ignored her shouting and asked the little girl lovingly, "Girl, are you willing to be your grandmother's heir?"

Gu Xixian blinked. "Heir? What does that mean?" She didn't understand.