Chapter 369, Portraits

  Among the golden rice waves, the rice flower wearing a white drapery hat and a azure dress, open his arms arbitrarily, and feel the warm breeze on his face with enjoyment.

  Behind him, Xiao Yeyang, dressed in a moon-white robe, followed behind him unhurriedly, with a gentle and almost pampering smile on his face.

  At the beginning, Wang Man'er didn't care about the blessings and obstacles. If she wanted to find her own girl, she slowly felt the warm and beautiful atmosphere lingering between the two, and then gradually stopped.

   "Xiao Yeyang, you have to manage the Liuli Factory and you have to practice in the military camp. Why do you still have time to come to Taohua Village?"

   "Didn't you say that, I came to install glazed tiles and windows for my mother-in-law and the ancient master."

   "The installation of glazed tiles and windows is so easy, you just need to send someone over."

   "How can this be done, Taohua Temple and other places outside the world, how can people set foot on it at will."

   "Then you have installed it now, why don't you leave?"

   "Yan Yiyi, mother-in-law and Master Gu haven't chased me, you chased me first."

   "I'm not afraid to delay your affairs."

   "I thank you."

"You are welcome."

  "."

  After a while, Xiao Yeyang took the initiative to ask again: "Yan Yiyi, why do you like playing in the fields so much?"

  "Don't you think that walking in the fields makes me feel particularly happy? Watching the harvest of food makes me feel joy from the bottom of my heart."

  Xiao Yeyang smiled and said, "My uncle the emperor also said this. At the autumn harvest every year, he would go out in a micro dress to check the grain harvest, and sometimes he would go to the ground himself."

   Hearing the words, Daohua was taken aback and turned around in surprise: "The emperor attaches importance to farming so much?"

Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Uncle Emperor often said that people rely on food as the sky. The imperial estate has a lot of farming veterans and is studying how to increase grain production every day. "

   "When your father reported the high-yield grains to the court, the uncle Huang laughed for a while."

   Daohua smiled: "According to you, the emperor is really a good emperor."

  Xiao Yeyang showed a proud look on his face: "Uncle Huang is indeed a good emperor who is diligent and caring for the people. You like farming so much. If he sees you in the future, he will definitely like you."

   Daohua hesitated: "Can I see the emperor? This chance seems a bit slim, unless my dad becomes a Beijing official, and the official position cannot be too low, otherwise, family members can't enter the palace, right?"

  Xiao Ye's eyes flickered, and his tone was firm: "You can definitely see it."

   Daohua shook her head: "Don't talk so full, my dad still doesn't know if he can go up."

  Xiao Yeyang smiled silently, but didn't continue to say more, with a light smile watching Daohua walking among the rice waves.

  The golden rice waves, the bright smile, the slim figure are intertwined with each other, and matched with the blue sky, it is as beautiful as a painting, which makes people unable to remove their eyes.

  Xiao Yeyang watched for a long time, and when Daohua turned around and smiled at him, he blurted out: "I'll paint you a portrait. Just paint what you look like today."

  Daohua's eyes lit up: "Okay, I wanted you to paint for me before, but unfortunately I haven't found a chance." After speaking, he paused, "Did you bring paintbrushes or something?"

  Xiao Yeyang turned around and beckoned to Defu.

  After a while, Defu and Wang Man'er both trot over.

  Xiao Yeyang faced Defu and asked, “Are there brushes and paint on board?”

  Defu nodded: "I have been prepared, I am afraid that the master will see the beautiful scenery and want to paint." After that, he glanced at Daohua quickly.

  The master has always wanted to paint for Miss Yan, so no matter where he goes, he will prepare brushes and paints.

  Xiao Yeyang: "Hurry up and get it."

  Fucked for a moment: "Get it here?"

  Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Yes, right here."

  Defu didn’t ask too much, turned around and ran towards the boat.

   Daohua smiled and said, “I didn’t expect that you are still a realist painter, so you don’t know how your painting skills are?”

  Xiao Yeyang glanced at her obliquely: "Don't worry, it's fine to draw you."

  Ina Hua hurriedly said: "You can't paint me ugly, but I want to hang the picture in the bedroom. If it is ugly, it will affect my mood. Of course, there is no need to beautify me."

   said, covering his face with both hands, and said with a smile.

  "For this face, I still like it, you can just draw it as it is."

  Xiao Yeyang laughed and said, "You still paint by me. There are quite a few requests."

  Inahana confidently said: "Although you are writing the pen, it is me who draws it. In an attitude of being responsible for my eyes, I must have certain requirements."

  Xiao Yeyang smiled and shook his head, too lazy to argue with her.

  After a while, Defu brought the tables, chairs and benches used for painting, as well as the drawing paper, brushes, and paints, with the two young men.

   "Do I need to pose?"

   Just as Xiao Yeyang was finishing his pen and ink, Daohua suddenly asked such a sentence.

  Xiao Yeyang laughed a little. Seeing that Daohua wanted to take off the drapery hat, he hurriedly stopped: "Don't take it, it looks good if you wear it!"

   Daohua's face was suspicious: "Really? Will this hat conceal my grace?"

   As soon as he heard this, Xiao Yeyang couldn't help it and laughed directly: "Yan Yiyi, you are so narcissistic!"

   is Defu and Wang Man'er, and can't help but lower their heads and laugh.

  His two masters, each one is narcissistic.

   Daohua curled her mouth and asked Wang Man'er to tidy up the drapery hat for herself. He didn't say any more to take it off. After a while, he asked, "Do I need a fan or a handkerchief or something?"

  Xiao Yeyang took a deep breath, and said helplessly: "You can take it if you want, how comfortable it is."

   Daohua felt that he was perfunctory, and she couldn't rest assured: "You don't have any requirements, can you paint like this?"

  Seeing Daohua's chattering non-stop, Xiao Yeyang didn't say anything at all. He laid out the drawing paper, prepared the paint, and took the paintbrush in his hand. He raised his eyes to look at Daohua, and then he lowered his head to start painting.

   Seeing that he had started writing, Daohua didn't dare to move, and stared straight there. After a while, she couldn't help but speak: "Why don't you look at me?"

  Xiao Yeyang raised his head to look at Daohua, and then lowered his head again.

   Seeing him like this, Daohua was very worried, and said to Wang Man'er: "Go, see what he painted of me?"

  Wang Maner ran to the drawing table, craned her neck to look at it, then smiled and nodded to Daohua, and silently said two words: "It looks good."

  Seeing this, Daohua was relieved, standing bored, playing with the ears of rice next to her.

  Almost an hour later, Xiao Yeyang raised his head, smiled and glanced at Daohua: "Alright."

  Inahana shook her stiff legs, and then ran over: "Let me see how you painted me?" After speaking, she stretched her head and looked at the painting on the table.

   In the painting, a young girl in Tsing Yi is standing in the golden rice wave with a smile. The thin white gauze on the drapery moves with the wind, covering a half of the girl's face.

  Under the golden sunlight, this cover adds a touch of hazy beauty to the girl.

"how?"

  Xiao Yeyang's soft voice rang in his ears.

   Daohua looked at the painting, nodded straightly, and looked up at Xiao Yeyang: "It looks good."

  Xiao Yeyang looked down at Daohua, smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"

   Daohua smiled and nodded: "I like it, I will frame it when I go home and hang it in the bedroom. Xiao Yeyang, that's okay, the painting skills are really good."

  After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but look at her portrait. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. Suddenly, her expression stagnated.

   "Huh? Why did you still draw a sunflower?"

  Xiao Ye’s eyes flickered, and he pretended to say calmly: “I just drew a wrong stroke just now. In order to cover up the flaw, I drew this sunflower. Why, don’t you like it?”

   Daohua shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I just think it’s weird that there is a sunflower growing in a piece of rice. But it’s okay, I really like it."

  (End of this chapter)