Painting Qingyan, Mu Junnian

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Turning around, she said, "Sister, do you still draw pictures? What kind of pictures are you drawing?"

Luo Ting followed Fang Ming's movements with her eyes, and said with a smile, "I'm fine at ordinary times. I draw with pencils."

Fang Ming said with a look of surprise: "Draw it with a pencil, is it a house building?"

Luo Ting shook her head and said, "No, you draw whatever you see, how about I draw a portrait for you too?"

Fang Ming opened his eyes wide, and said with joy, "Is it okay?"

Luo Ting nodded and said yes.

Luo Ting recalled that in the past, Gu Ying's original intention of learning painting was to draw a portrait for Fang Ming, but after studying for so many years, she had no confidence and no chance to draw. Now it's hard, Luo Ting doesn't want to miss it again .

Fang Ming obediently sat on Luo Ting's bed and said, "Sister, let me sit here, okay?"

Luo Ting nodded, walked to the easel, took out a pencil, and began to draw.

As soon as the outline was drawn, Luo Jiacheng ran in, saw Luo Ting drawing and said, "Auntie, auntie, can you draw a picture for me too, okay?"

Fang Ming looked at Luo Jiacheng with a smile on his face, while Luo Ting said with a little displeasure: "Okay, but I can't paint for Jiacheng until I finish painting for Aunt Xiao Ming."

Luo Jiacheng pouted and said, "The last time you drew for grandma, it took you many days..."

Fang Ming looked at Luo Ting worriedly and said, "Will it take many days to paint a picture? Will it be too much time-consuming? I will go back to school the day after tomorrow."

Luo Ting reassured: "It won't be too long, I just draw the outline today, because you are here." Luo Ting pointed to the position of the left chest.

Fang Ming snickered and said, "My sister is here too." Fang Ming also pointed to the same position.

Luo Jiacheng also pointed to the position on his chest, and said, "My aunt is also here with Jiacheng."

Luo Ting smiled knowingly and said, "Jia Cheng is also here with my aunt, Jia Cheng is good, go out and play by yourself first."

Luo Jiacheng Tongzhen nodded, murmured, and ran out.

Luo Ting got up and walked to the door, closed the door, sat back at the easel, and continued to paint.

Originally, a painting could be finished in three or four days, but Luo Ting painted it for a whole week, and whenever she had time, she was not particularly satisfied. Luo Ting worked on one side after another very seriously.

Finally, I painted Fang Ming's charm and details very clearly before putting it into the painting tube.

After the painting was finished, Luo Ting happily invited Fang Ming to come to her home to have a look. Fang Ming saw that Luo Ting was only using a pencil to draw a beautiful picture of herself, which was more vivid than the photos. She was also very happy, so she pinched the painting tightly hand.

A few months later, Luo Zhennan was injured by Ma Chenyi, who sneaked back to Shanghai and joined the Youth Gang. From then on, the Luo family began to decline.

Only about half a year later, the Luo family's property was annexed by Ma Chenyi, leaving only the house and a few shops under Bai Weixi's name. The shops were the dowry prepared by the Bai family when Bai Weixi and Luo Zhennan got married.

After Ma Chenyi made a comeback, he brought a group of people to Luo's house in a mighty manner and asked Luo Ting to come forward.

Luo Ting met Ma Chenyi in the lobby of her home. As soon as Ma Chenyi entered the door, she saw Luo Ting sitting there with a blank expression on her face.

Luo Ting saw Ma Chenyi's cold sneer after he sat down, she cast a glance at Ma Chenyi, and shouted, "Mama Luo, pour me a cup of Pu'er tea."

Ma Chenyi also said politely: "Pour me a cup of Longjing too."

After a while, Luo Ma brought two cups of tea and placed them in front of Luo Ting and Ma Chenyi respectively.

Luo Ting spoke: "What are you looking for?"

Ma Chenyi said with a slight smile: "Don't talk like that, I am still your husband now, and you are still my wife..."

Luo Ting smiled contemptuously, and said, "Just you, I am no longer the Luo Ting of the past. The Luo Ting who would abandon everything for you has been killed by your own hands."

Ma Chenyi was not angry, and still said politely and slightly sadly: "Tingting, I know I was wrong, I really didn't mean it at the beginning, it was that bitch who seduced me first, you have to believe it, I really love you, I just want to stop you two from arguing, I really didn't push you down on purpose..."

Luo Ting couldn't listen to a word and said, "Don't forget how my brother died..."

Ma Chenyi was startled at first, and then argued: "Luo Yi, he was murdered by the Green Gang, and has nothing to do with me!"

Luo Ting sneered and said, "Really? What about my Allah?"

Ma Chenyi leaned on the table and approached Luo Ting and said, "If Yuezhang is not injured, how can I have the chance to grow up, and how can I have the opportunity to appear in front of you now..."

Luo Ting stared at Ma Chenyi viciously and said: "I said that I am not that naive Luo Ting anymore. Nine years ago, my brother was betrayed to death. Half a year ago, you injured me with your own hands. Allah..." After a pause, he said calmly, "Tell me, who should write all this down?"

Ma Chenyi sat back on his seat, took a sip of tea and said, "That's right, I found someone to kill your brother, and I injured my father-in-law myself, but do you have any other choice besides me now?"

Luo Ting snorted softly and said, "Choose?"

Ma Chenyi immediately continued: "You come home with me now, I promise not to touch father-in-law and mother-in-law, oh, by the way, I heard that you still have a righteous sister who is going to school..."