poppies in the attic

36.

Argus' home is very simple and very tidy.Xiang Jin's painting was hung in a prominent position on the wall.

Argus' wife Elina is a melancholy and gentle woman, and her English is worse than that of Argus and Xiang Jin.She tried her best to tell Xiang Jin in broken English that she and Argus liked the painting very much, gesticulating, which probably meant that Argus was fascinated by the painting, and even looked at it with a magnifying glass.After speaking, Elina went to the kitchen to make coffee.

Argus glanced at Xiang Jin embarrassedly, "The magnifying glass is for looking at beautiful things."

For Greeks, it is a very respectful and solemn thing to invite guests to drink a cup of Greek coffee at home.Xiang Jin was a little apprehensive, but very happy.

While waiting for coffee, Argus gave Xiang Jin an even bigger gift, and he composed a tune for this painting of Xiang Jin.

Argus played the beautiful "Colors of the Valley" on the spot.Xiang Jin burst into tears again.She seemed to understand.

Argus said, "Grace (Note: Xiang Jin's English name), your painting has inspired me. I have been here before, and I always feel that it is red, but seeing your painting, I think it is still here. There is blue and there are many colors. Your blue pansy is so beautiful, she is your humble and pure heart, a gift to this land. However, I think there is one thing missing in your painting thing."

"What's missing?" Xiang Jin asked eagerly.She really wants to hear people's understanding of her paintings, including both praise and criticism.

"You failed to show the free spirit of the land."

Xiang Jin nodded again and again, she was sure that she had heard freedom and emptiness in Argus' pan flute just now.

This is a kind of artistic communication and spiritual communication that Xiang Jin dreamed of.

"However, how can I break through? I have encountered a bottleneck, and I cannot surpass it." Xiang Jin was asking for help.

Elina walked into the room, carrying a tray with exquisite coffee cups and rich aroma of coffee, and a glass of ice water.

Argus asked Xiang Jin to drink ice water first, and then said meaningfully, "This ice water will remove the original smell in your mouth and make your sense of taste more sensitive. In this way, you can taste the taste of the cup of coffee in front of you."

From this cup of coffee, Xiang Jin tasted a unique mellow aroma with a little bit of bitterness and sourness.

After drinking the coffee, Elina poured the coffee grounds on the plate, then smiled mysteriously at Xiang Jin.

This was the first time Xiang Jin knew that the Greeks would use coffee for divination.She watched curiously as Elina stared solemnly at the pattern of coffee residue on the bottom of the cup.

"I also want to divination." Xiang Jin burst into childlike innocence.

Argus lowered his voice and said to Xiang Jin, "Actually, I don't believe that God will tell Elina his plan, nor will he tell you."

Elina patted the back of Argus's hand on the table, "I can understand your English. I believe God told me the coffee. Grace, you can try it, it will work."

"Perhaps you can drink two cups of coffee to see if the patterns are the same. Of course, God may have Plan A and Plan B." Argus winked at Xiang Jin with a kind of mischievous innocence.

This night, Xiang Jin was very happy. They told fortunes, talked about painting, music, China, Greece, and America.

"Grace, go to nature to find inspiration. Start again. There will be infinite possibilities." Argus' advice to Xiang Jin.

Xiang Jin drove her dilapidated Jeep full of problems, and set off with an ambition to start over.

The style of the paintings that Xiang Jinyuan kept sending back has changed a lot. Those landscape paintings with unique styles were quickly sent to a famous art dealer in New York by Wen Shaohui.

Xiang Jin's desolate, free and heroic scenery, yet delicate and gentle painting style, is favored by people in the most prosperous world.

Xiang Jin often thinks of Argus, who lives a poor life, but is elegant, kind and talented, and is the noble person in his life.Before Xiang Jin set off, Argus recorded the song "Color of the Valley" into a CD and presented it to Xiang Jin.

Xiang Jin stood up from the sofa, she was going to draw.

"Didu", a WeChat message came in, from Wu Pengzhi.This was what Wu Pengzhi asked Xiang Jin to add before leaving.

Xiang Jin sat back on the sofa and carefully read Wu Pengzhi's WeChat.

"Ajin, I have always longed to show myself as a red tomato one day, but I messed up the first scene. I just acted like a rotten tomato. What should I do?"

The corner of Xiang Jin's mouth raised.The words comforted her.At least Wu Pengzhi is aware of his problem.Xiang Jin's mood improved.

Xiang Jin held the phone, not knowing how to reply to Wu Pengzhi.

Xiang Jin realizes that she is already 50 years old, this age is not important to anyone, but only to herself, because she will not fall in love with anyone without any scruples at this age.