I'm so fragrant after eating soft rice

Qingli dismissed the Chinese painting class without telling her grandfather, he ran to Ruan Lin's door and knocked on the door of Ruan Lin's house.

Ruan Lin was still very surprised when she saw Qingli. He knew the young man in front of her, and she always watched him secretly teaching Xie Hehe, but it seemed that she was sent by her family to learn painting, so she seldom came. Ruan Lin was a little surprised to come to him suddenly from the main entrance this time.

"What's the matter with you?" Ruan Lin asked.

"Hello, I'm Huo Qingli, and I want to learn Chinese painting from you, sir." After Ruan Lin asked, Qingli bowed deeply to Ruan Lin and said loudly.

Qingli's voice was very loud, and the whole alley echoed his voice. Ruan Lin was startled by him, looked at Qingli in astonishment for a while, calmed down, and stretched out her hand to help him up.

"Didn't you learn Chinese painting from Mr. Liu before? Why did you suddenly think of running to me to learn?" Ruan Lin helped Qingli up and motioned him to follow behind, "Come in and talk first, at the door Still inconvenient."

Qingli obediently followed Ruan Lin into the courtyard. This was the first time he entered the courtyard openly. He had seen every plant and tree in the courtyard from the top of the wall.

Ruan Lin brought Qingli to the study, poured him a cup of tea, sat on the chair, looked at the restrained child in front of her and asked, "It's okay this time, tell me, why don't you learn from Mr. Liu?" ?”

"It's nothing, I just want to learn from you." Qingli said hesitantly.

He can't tell Ruan Lin that I see, sir, since Sheikh left, you look very lonely in the yard alone, and I don't want you to look so lonely, so I thought of you to learn painting and accompany you. .

I was afraid that I would be beaten back.

Ruan Lin listened to Qingli's reasons, and with her toes, she knew that Qingli was not telling the truth.

Gently blowing away the froth on the tea in the teacup, Ruan Lin took a sip of the light yellow tea, looked up at Qing Li who was at a loss and said: "I don't like children who tell lies, Mr. Liu's painting skills It's still very good, why do you not want to study there?"

After all, Qingli was still young, sweat dripped down his forehead from Ruan Lin's stern questioning, but he still bit his lips tightly and did not let go.

Ruan Lin frowned and looked at Qingli, the tangled expression on Qingli's face made Ruan Lin feel slightly displeased.

"If you can't tell me why, I won't accept you. Please go back after drinking this cup of tea."

Seeing that Qingli didn't say anything for a long time, Ruan Lin's patience was exhausted. He put the teacup in his hand on the table and left with his sleeves.

Qingli's tears were in his eyes, he looked at Ruan Lin's figure leaving without mercy, hesitated for a while, and left.

Qingli returned home in a depressed mood, her grandfather had already been waiting in the yard early.

Looking at the way his grandfather looked at him, Qing Li knew that his grandfather had already got the matter that he had withdrawn from Mr. Liu's traditional Chinese painting class.

Grandpa didn't ask Qingli why she dropped out of Chinese painting class, he just asked, "Qingli, don't you regret it?"

"I don't regret it." Qingli looked at her grandfather and said.

The grandpa and grandson just stared at each other silently for a long time in the yard, finally the grandpa sighed, turned around and went to the kitchen, and brought out the food that had been warm in the pot for Qingli.

"It's okay if you don't regret it, let's eat..."

Grandpa sighed, he looked at Qingli with nostalgic regret, as if he had asked someone before and didn't regret it, and got the same answer as Qingli.

Qingli didn't pay attention to the look in Grandpa's eyes, he ate in a hurry, went back to his room to do his homework and practice drawing.

Unknowingly, Ruan Lin's words sounded again in her mind.

"I don't like children who tell lies.", "I won't accept you if you can't tell a reason."

These two sentences played in Qingli's mind in a loop as if the repeat button had been pressed, and the pen in Qingli's hand that was drawing suddenly couldn't go down.

He put down the pen in his hand irritably, and lay on his back on the bed.

Qingli looked at the ceiling, her thoughts suddenly went far away.

"Yeah, why do I have to stay with Mr. Ruan? He has nothing to do with me."

Qing Li asked himself, he couldn't even understand this question himself, so he went to Ruan Lin with enthusiasm, and then made a request to her like a stunned young man, if he was Ruan Lin, he would also feel baffled .

But Qing Li became more and more irritable when she thought about it, she reached out and grabbed the pillow and buried her face in it, wailing silently after being stuck in shit.

When Qingli came home the next day, she unconsciously walked to Ruan Lin's house again. This time, the door of Ruan Lin's house was not closed. Qingli hesitated looking at the wide open door, but went in anyway.

There was no one in the courtyard, and the wine was warmed on the stone table, and the curling heat wafted along with the wind. A scarlet blanket was thrown randomly on the bamboo rocking chair beside the stone table, and one corner of the blanket was still hanging down to the ground.It seems that the master got some news and left suddenly.

Qingli couldn't resist approaching and folded the blanket and put it on the rocking chair. He saw that the wine in the jug was almost boiled dry, so he extinguished the fire in the stove for warming the wine.

Qingli didn't dare to go inside again, he was ready to go back after finishing all this, he hesitated when he reached the gate, and closed the door anyway.

After returning home, Qing Li still felt that something was wrong, and was always afraid that something would happen to Ruan Lin, but Ruan Lin was already an adult, so nothing major would happen.

In the end, Qing Li, who was tossing and turning on the bed and still worried, went to Ruan Lin's house to have a look.

The gate of Ruan Lin's house is still the same as when he came home from school, and there is no change. He climbed up the wall, and there is no change in the yard. It seems that Ruan Lin has not come back yet.

Qingli was a little disappointed, just as she was about to lie down, she heard a voice behind her.

"what are you doing?"

Qingli was startled, her foot slipped, and she fell off the wall.