Under the lining of Wang Gui and Yang Hong, Yang Yanzi settled in a small building.

The small building is very simple, carved portal, plucked bed, moon-shaped bookcase, Luohan bed, thorny table and chair.

The moon-shaped bookshelf is full of the sons's opinions, military strategy; the desk is placed with pen and ink paper, and the application is complete.

Yang Yanzi did not expect that Yang Yezu had been born in the past three generations, but he attached great importance to the cultural education of his children.

The decoration and items in the room are prepared according to the needs of the plens, and there is no sign of the roughness of the general's home, but there is a little charm of the book.

In the morning, the lazy girl A7, unexpectedly got up early, pushed open the front window of the desk to ventilate.

The clean water towel for washing was also ready, shaking Yang Yanzi to the bed.

Yang Yanzi was not disgusted with the ancients' way of brushing their teeth, but liked it.

The tender willow branches are dipped in green salt, and the willow branches are astringent with salty, and there is no fun.He hated the feeling of hereafter toothpaste making a mouthful of the end.

After a simple wash, frowned and ate a sip of morning food.

“A. The food you make is too bad.”

“Is it hard to eat?”A7 blinked his head, tasted his own breakfast, and vomited.

"It's really hard to eat."

“Seventy-year-old!Seven Lang!"

Just as the two of them had a headache at breakfast, there was a cry from the downstairs.

Pushing open the window, I saw the size of Wang Gui's house, carrying a lunch box and laughing downstairs.

Wang Jin took the lunch box to the small building, and raised the lunch box in Yang's hand, "My father ordered me to bring you breakfast."

Yang Yanzi took Wang into the lunch box, open a look, white buns, pickled vegetables, egg carrots, things are very simple, nutrition is very rich.

“Thank you to Uncle King.”

Wang Jin smiled stupidly, “Seven Lang, don’t be polite.”My dad said we are all family.A family doesn’t say two words.My father knew that when you came, there was no husband, and A7 was not a cook.Therefore, the food that you and A7 eat, I will bring you every day.”

I thanked the king for entering and sending the king out of the door.

Back in the house, he sat down at the table.

Yang Yanzi glanced at him and smiled at himself.

You can't steal, it's a stupid girl.

A bowl of white flower eggs, with a spoonful of printing on it, the evidence is too obvious.

Yang Yanzi pretended not to find it, tasted the pickled vegetables, and the taste was good.

I ate a little bit and sent A7 to pack the dishes.Yang Yanzi sat alone at his desk.

He was waiting for the eunuch to arrive to deliver the fresh melon fruit.

Looking around, Yang Yanzi suddenly noticed that in the west of his own yard, there is also a courtyard, the decoration of the other courtyard is very luxurious, the small bridge flowing water, the pavilion, the gold paint around the beams and columns.

In the garden, there is a pear-wood desk, and on the table is covered with a propaganda paper, and an old man is carrying a pen.

There is some realistic feeling on the propaganda paper, but it uses the skill of ink painting.It feels unscrupulously painted.

Yang Yanzi has some slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, looking at the old man's skill, his heart feels very uncomfortable, frequently frowned.

"Young man, the old man paints, but you often frown."“Don’t you hate old people’s paintings?”

Across the wall, Yang Yanzi was conspicuous on the second floor, and the elderly in the other courtyard had already noticed Yang Yanzi, and saw Yang Yanzi staring at his own painting, and his heart rose with a fire.

Across the courtyard wall, the old man's voice was like a Honghong clock, and passed into Yang Yanzi's ear.

Hearing the old man ask, Yang Yanzi sincerely nodded, “It is really not good.”And it's bad, it feels like a unkemptness painting."

The old man was used to being complimented by the day, suddenly heard the wrong-early words, and some of his heart could not be accepted.

“The treacherous!The old man's painting skills are like a unkempty childish, and your painting skills are not as good as a unkempty child."

Yang Yanzi's mouth was raised, and he smiled calmly: "Although it is better than unkempt, it is higher than you."I guess you’re painting portraits, trying to paint a little more realistic, but you don’t paint like that.He can't stand up, but he can paint a painting that is higher than you."

“Teaching up!”The old man blew his beard and stared.

Yang Yanzi did not do anything, went down the small building, took up the ladder, and climbed over the wall.

As soon as he jumped down the wall, he hit the servant who rushed to serve the old man in the other courtyard.

"Bold fool, in broad daylight, turn over the wall and enter the room, please fight... come to the people!"Protect the Lord.”

The old man frowned and raised his hand to prevent the old housekeeper from expressing loyalty, "What is the hustle and bustle, the old man invited me."Come down all of you."

The guards who rushed in, under the reprimand of the old man, withdrew.

The faithful old housekeeper followed closely with the old man.

Yang Yanzi walked to the old man, under the eyes of the old man, looked at the old man's paintings, and shook his head frequently.

"The old man asked you to come here, to stand up with you, not to see your disgusted eyes."

The old man's tone was not good, and the faithful old housekeeper stared at Yang Yanzi like a bad dog, and once the master spoke, he jumped up to bite the man who made the master angry.

“The subject!”

Yang Yanzi said a word indifferently.

The old man looked in the yard, and finally turned his eyes to the old housekeeper, and reached out his finger, "Let's put it on him."

“All right!”Yang Yanyi quickly promised to lift the brush and outline a few strokes on the propaganda paper.

The old man came up to look at a simple stroke, and the old dog appeared on the paper.

The old housekeeper also looked at it, and his eyes sprayed fire, "Do you dare to humiliate our family?"

The old housekeeper was angry, and the voice became a little sharp.

Yang Yanzi approached the old man and asked, “Look, if he is angry, is it very similar to the painting?”

The old man looked at it carefully, and it was very similar.Just at the beginning, I saw the old servant who had served himself for more than ten years looked at him with a grumbling face.

“Cough...” The old man coughed, “Boy, Anan has been with me for more than ten years.”The old man, don't let you humiliate him."

Yang Yanxuan laughed, “Just kidding, don’t be so serious.”Look at me painting again.”

Yang Yanzi dropped his pen again, and a moment later, the old housekeeper of the sketchbook appeared on the paper.

“A few strokes, but outline a person’s look...” The old man stared at the painting on the propaganda paper, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

Yang Yanzi dropped the last stroke, threw down the brush, a face to remember.It was with this hand that he caught up with his girlfriend.

"This painting technique is simple, but it can accurately outline a person's body fat and thin, appearance characteristics, and even a person's characteristics."

The old man pondered the Yang Yanzi painting and stroked the beard of the white flower, "seemingly simple, but there is some way inside."But I'm afraid that this kind of painting will be difficult to get into the hall of elegance."

Yang Yanzi agreed with the old man's statement that although the sketch is simple and clear, the depicted characters and animals are very imaginative, but it is difficult to take out a hand to give gifts or put them in the hall for people to watch.

"Good!So there's another kind of painting that can climb to the hall of elegance."

“What is it?”The old man asked.

Yang Yanzi gave the old man a bright smile.

“I will not tell you!”

“Awable . .