Every Red Mansion dungeon must play the ending of Long Aotian

Hearing that Mother Jia is coming, a group of juniors rushed out to greet her, and the first thing she said when she entered the door was: "It's an exquisite place! It's warm in winter and cool in summer, it's really nice."

Forget about phoenix bamboo and plantains, but the female dill is a thing that adapts to the weather. In spring, it is full of flowers, and in summer, it is covered with luxuriant branches and leaves, bringing a cool room. In winter, it can harvest again. Only the vines are left to let the sun shine, and together with this white wall, it makes up for the lack of sunlight in the house.

In addition, there are many basil planted in the flower bed, so I am not afraid of mosquitoes.

Xing's wife smiled and said: "Our girl tidied up this garden according to the drawings drawn by the craftsman. I also said that this girl is just a fuss, and she is tossing about plantains and female dills. She wants lotus and koi. It happened that her father loves her, so let her do whatever she wants!"

Even though he said that, his face was full of pride.

From Mrs. Xing's point of view, what kind of person is Jia's mother?The daughter of the Shi family was born as the daughter of the Jia family, and she is also the wife of the Jia family. A single compliment from her is enough to make her boast for a long time.

Jiamu smiled and did not answer, but entered the room with the support of Tanchun and Wang Xifeng.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see the paintings hanging on the main room.

When Jia Mu saw the painting, she gasped.

Without him, the style of this painting is different from the paintings in China since ancient times, and it is very realistic.

And the first thing Aunt Xue said when she saw this painting was: "It's summer now, why is there a snow scene?"

Xing Xiuyan smiled and said: "Without him, it looks cool!"

Everyone laughed.

Xing Xiuyan took the opportunity to invite Jia's mother to a seat, and let the little girl watch tea.

Jia Mu said, "I don't eat melon slices."

She is getting old, and the green tea is cold and hurts her stomach.

"I know, it's Old Junmei."

As he said, he first took the tea from the girl and served it to Jia Mu, followed by Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, and Aunt Xue.As for Xing's wife and many sisters of the same generation, there are naturally maids to serve them.

Mrs. Xing took the tea bowl, looked at it, and said, "This is the elder sister of Wuyi Mountain, right? It's rare."

There are several kinds of Laojun eyebrows, but the Laojun eyebrows in Wuyishan are the most precious.

Xing's wife didn't know why, and explained enthusiastically: "I got it by accident last time, just a little bit, our girl specially reminded me that I am going to ask the old lady to taste it today."

Mrs. Xing didn't speak, but looked around the room.

It goes without saying that the bedroom is separated by a curtain, so you can't see what's going on, but this main room and the connected study room are very particular.I saw a big desk next to the window, on which were placed four or five bamboo pen holders, which were filled with pens, and next to them were a stack of plates, a few brush washers and a western ink bottle.

There is also a bamboo basket on the ground, with several scrolls stuck in it.On the antique shelf next to the bamboo basket, ornaments, toys and books accounted for half of each.Although it is not as good as Lin Daiyu's study in her own house, it is not much worse than Jia Baoyu's room in Jiamu's courtyard in terms of the number of books that can be seen by eye.

With people like the Xing family, the furnishings in the girl's house definitely don't use any treasures from official kilns, but even a few pottery plates and vases have been played with tricks.

For example, on the high tables in the left and right corners of the main room, there are different pottery vases for flower art. The one on the left is a black pottery vase with a slender neck and a general belly. On one branch, a five-petaled white flower bloomed on the short branch, while the long branch slanted downwards. The leaves on the branch, the flower with white petals and yellow stamens, and the black bottle were just at the right distance. It outlines a kind of tranquil beauty.

The one on the right is a gray and white square pottery vase, but it has a flower and a branch, and the branch is also protruding obliquely.Although the shapes of the vases are different and the flowers used are different, the artistic conception is equally extraordinary.

There is also a black pottery plate on the window sill of the study room, yellow and white, a few small hydrangea-like flowers, high or low, lively clusters, but behind it is a curved one without a single leaf. twigs.

Nothing else, but the potted flower on the window sill in the study, Mrs. Xing just glanced at it from a distance and couldn't move her eyes, and when she looked at it again, she felt the urge to cry.She also knew that today was a good day for her natal brothers, so she couldn't cry, so she hurriedly took the time to avoid people and wiped it away quietly.

Mrs. Xing is still like this, let alone Jia Mu.

Jia Mu carefully looked at the several potted flowers in the house, and said, "Flowers and pottery are easy to get, but it's not easy for the person who arranges flowers. Miss Xing is good at painting, right?"

Although it is a question sentence, it is affirmative.

This kind of flower arrangement can only sway the Zen spirit so naturally at a young age because of living in a temple since childhood and being influenced by Buddhism.

Mrs. Xing didn't understand this, but she could tell that Mother Jia admired her daughter, so she hurriedly said: "The old lady has good eyesight. Our girl has indeed learned it. When I was in the south, the girl studied with Master Miaoyu from Panxiang Temple for several years. But our family couldn’t afford paper and pens after all, and we don’t know how well she learned. On the contrary, during the Chinese New Year this year, Ms. Lin gave her a lot of brushes and paints, and she painted a lot. I don’t know what’s good or bad, the old lady will help you appreciate it? "

Mother Jia said yes.

Xing's wife quickly pushed her daughter.

Jia's mother originally thought that Xing Xiuyan would come up with ink and wash landscapes, after all, the artistic conception of ink and wash landscapes is the most important thing.She never expected that the painting that Xing Xiuyan took out turned out to be like this!

Even Jia Baoyu couldn't help but gasp when he saw these paintings.

Without him,

The biggest feature of these paintings is only one, really!

Although there are not many, and all of them are flowers, birds and butterflies, they look very real.That small picture album is no different from a photo album.

There were no color photos in the era of the Red Chamber, otherwise Jia's mother would definitely think that she was watching an album.

That's all.

In the last few pages of the picture album, we played picture-in-picture.

This is simply a show off!The background is in a photo-like photo style, but there is a space in the middle deliberately, and the lines are outlined with a simple brush, with a bit of comic style, but two fingers are drawn in a photo style.It's as if someone cut out a stick figure drawn, covered the real thing, and then took a photo.

If there are paintings here, everyone will definitely be heartbroken, saying that this kind of painting has no soul.

But this kind of painting is very interesting for children like Jia Baoyu and Shi Xiangyun.

I saw Jia Baoyu clapping his hands again and again, turning over the last page and still not satisfied, holding the picture album and refusing to let go, begging Xing Xiuyan to give him this picture album.

Of course Xing Xiuyan refused: "That's not acceptable. The paintings that my cousin likes the most are the scenery in my yard. How can I give this kind of painting to my cousin?"

"Well, isn't this my birthday coming up? Just once! Once! Good sister! Please, can I make an exception?"

Xing Xiuyan shook her head resolutely: "No. If my cousin is just for fun, I have another thing to give to my cousin. Would you like to see it?"

Of course Jia Baoyu agreed.

Xing Xiuyan asked her mother for help to take down an ornament from the Bogu shelf.

I saw pictures of flying birds drawn one after another with a western dip pen, and these pictures of flying birds were installed on the fan blades in a certain order. When the rope was gently pulled, the fan leaves would start to rotate.

Jia Baoyu and Shi Xiangyun jumped with joy: "Fly up, fly up!"

Pages of pictures of flying birds, the pictures are not the same, but the movements are coherent, the fan blades are turning, just like animation, the birds are flying.

The movements are smooth and detailed, as if they were alive.

Wang Xifeng said: "Old lady, tell me, how did sister Xing grow up with this heart? How did she want to get this thing?"

Jiamu took a closer look at the tortoiseshell crystal glasses, and said: "This painting should be drawn with a Western dipped brush, and the ink is specially prepared, which is different from our Central Plains. As for the shelf, it should be imitated by the palace. This thing was very popular in the Daming Palace in the past, and now there are many carpenters who know how to do it outside, which is not uncommon. What is rare is that Xing girl observes meticulously and arranges it neatly and finely. Otherwise, this bird Even if it flies, it won't be so realistic."

This kind of thing is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to play.

Jia Baoyu couldn't move his eyes away at all, whether it was this flying bird picture or that picture album, he wanted it all.He couldn't decide, so he could only pester Jia Mu.

Mother Jia had no choice but to say, "Baoyu, don't make things difficult for your sister."

"But, but the flying bird picture is not in color."

Everyone just looked at Xing Xiuyan.

Xing Xiuyan said: "In that case, I'll make another colored one for my cousin. It's just that it's not easy to draw in color, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get it until the Chinese New Year. As for this one, if my cousin doesn't mind me putting it up a few times God, I can take it away today."

Jia Baoyu heard that, that's all.

He reluctantly returned the album, and said: "Then I want this picture of flying birds. It's only in color, sister Xing, don't forget it."

Shi Xiangyun wondered: "Sister Xing's painting skills are so good, why does she only paint flowers and birds but not people? But no?"

Xing Xiuyan said: "My sister, the historian, also saw my painting. My sister said, who should I paint? How can the real face of a woman's family fall into the hands of others? It will cause a catastrophe! But if I paint a man, I happen to belong to my daughter’s family. If the painting is not good, it’s fine, but if the painting is good, it’s gossip. People’s words are scary.”

Everyone nodded immediately: "That's exactly what I said."

As for the young Xichun, she could only stare at those paintings in a daze.

Aunt Xue said: "Miss Xing's paintings are good, but I don't know how this female celebrity is doing?"

Xing's wife immediately said: "Don't grandma Xue know? Our family is from Suzhou. Suzhou's gardens are famous all over the world, and Suzhou's embroidery is also famous all over the world. But what the world deliberately forgets is that there are many blind people in Suzhou, and most of them are blind. woman."

Jia Baoyu exclaimed, "Why?"

"It's embroidery. There are many families in Suzhou. Girls start learning calligraphy, painting and needlework as soon as they can walk. At the age of twelve or thirteen, they can already be independent. The mother takes her daughter and new wife to support the family. Almost every household in the common people It’s all the same. And who does the chores at home? It’s the elderly grandma. Because her eyes are broken, she can’t do fine chores, so she can only do rough chores.” Xing’s wife sighed and said, “At the beginning we When my family was so difficult in Gusu, I didn't let this child learn, let alone now?"

She is really reluctant.

Mother Jia laughed and said, "That's not the case! The girls in our family are also like this. Of my three granddaughters, the second girl likes to play chess, the third girl is good at calligraphy, and the fourth girl is also learning painting. If you talk about needlework skills, Of the many girls in front of me, Miss Lin is the most exquisite, but I don't allow her to do it, one or two pieces a year is enough, for fear that she will damage her eyes."

Wang Xifeng quickly pulled Xing Xiuyan forward and said: "Since the old lady likes Sister Xing so much, why don't you take her back? Sister Xing is the same age as Sister Lin, she can read and write, and she is good at drawing, just like Sister Lin keep company!"

Xing Xiuyan smiled and said: "In the past six months, because of my father's scientific examination, it has been inconvenient for me to go out, and I have repeatedly declined the invitation of the family. Today is my cousin's birthday, and I will definitely come to celebrate his birthday. I just hope that the old lady will not dislike me for being noisy."

Jia's mother was even more happy: "Then it's settled. If you don't come by then, I will ask your second sister-in-law to tie you up!"

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