out of order

In the morning light of spring, a boy of fifteen or sixteen came to the mountain, and his brisk steps awakened the birdsong.The boy walked to a round stone, spread the rice paper skillfully on the stone, and swayed the pen freely. After a while, a vivid tit appeared on the paper. This boy was Gu Hanzhi.

When Gu Hanzhi was young, Mr. Buyan once entered the study room drunk and forgot to lock the door, so he followed him in secretly.Instead of scolding him, the drunk father asked him to grind ink for himself and come to watch him paint.At first, my father only painted a few touches of green bamboo, the bamboo leaves tilted and moved slightly, as if there was a breeze blowing across the paper.After watching it for a while, Gu Hanzhi asked his father to draw a big tiger, so his father drew a tiger chasing butterflies in the bamboo forest. Although the tiger looks mighty, it is as cute and cute as a kitten jumping at the butterfly. De Hanzhi laughed, and his father laughed with him.

In Gu Hanzhi's impression, his father rarely smiled like this, he was always expressionless, as if he was not interested in anything.But at this moment, Gu Hanzhi felt that his father had a passion that had never been seen before. He seemed to be a different person, and it seemed that this was his original appearance. Gu Hanzhi felt confused, but he also liked such a father. This is the first time a father and son are so close.

However, when his father sobered up, he changed back to his old self.He drove Gu Hanzhi out of the study room and tore up all the paintings from yesterday, but Gu Hanzhi felt the charm of painting deeply.After his father died, his mother did not allow his family members to paint, so Gu Hanzhi had no choice but to secretly go to the mountains and forests to paint. Six years passed in a blink of an eye.

"Hanzhi? Are you Gu Hanzhi?" Just as Gu Hanzhi was concentrating on drawing another tit, a voice came from behind. He looked back sideways, and it turned out to be Shen Zhou.

Shen Zhou is two years older than Gu Hanzhi. He was a playmate when he was young. He was sent to work as a handyman in his family when he was a teenager. I heard that he is now the steward of the head of the family.Gu Hanzhi was quite surprised that he appeared here suddenly.

"Why did you come back?"

Shen Zhou smiled and did not answer, but instead asked: "Are you still painting? Aren't you afraid of being scolded by your mother?"

"She won't know." Gu Hanzhi shrugged.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and I've grown a lot, but my temper hasn't changed at all. Hahaha."

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you sound like an old man when you talk." Gu Hanzhi said casually, putting the last touch on the painting, and then turned around.

Only then did he realize that there was still a person standing beside Shen Zhou.This man looked to be about twenty years old, with a calm and gentle expression, very elegant and handsome, but there seemed to be a bit of alienation between his brows.He was wearing a light green robe with dark plum blossoms embroidered on his chest. The sun just fell on his shoulders, making his whole body seem to emit a faint halo.Gu Hanzhi was fascinated by watching, and even forgot the words that came to his lips.

"What's your name? I've never met you."

"This is the current head of the Shen family." Shen Zhou introduced to him.

"What about the name?"

"Hanzhi, you can't be so rude when talking to the Patriarch."

"It's okay, Xiao Zhou." The man looked at Han Zhi and said in a steady tone, "My name is Shen Anhe."

"Master Patriarch, this child has been so arbitrary since he was a child, don't be angry."

Shen Anhe shook his head, expressing his indifference. He pointed to the painting on the stone and asked, "You drew this? Can I have a look?"

Gu Hanzhi nodded.

Shen Anhe approached and carefully looked at the painting on the stone, his eyes revealed a bit of brilliance, and his face was full of approval.

"Who did you learn painting from?"

"I didn't talk to anyone, I just drew and played by myself."

Shen Anhe was even more surprised when he heard this, he didn't expect such a talent to exist in this small mountain village.

"You are very talented in painting. You will only waste your talent here. Come back to Qinghe with me. I will find the best painter to teach you how to paint. In time, you will definitely become a great painter like Bai Fu and Cui Wen. "

"Why are you helping me?"

"Even if I don't want to see a genius buried. Would you like to come with me?"

Although it happened suddenly, Gu Hanzhi seemed to have an answer in his heart.

"I am willing."

Hearing that the family wanted to take their son to Qinghe, Gu Hanzhi's mother was very happy, thinking that the child finally had a future.So within a few days, Gu Hanzhi packed his bags and left his hometown with Shen Anhe.