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Chapter 369, Portrait

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    Among the golden waves of rice, Daohua, wearing a white hat and a sky-blue dress, opened her arms wantonly, feeling the warm wind blowing with enjoyment.

    Behind him, Xiao Yeyang, who was wearing a moon-white robe, followed him slowly and slowly, with a gentle and almost doting smile on his face.

    At first, Wang Maner wanted to find his girl despite Defu's obstruction, but slowly, he felt the warm and beautiful atmosphere lingering between the two, and gradually stopped.

    "Xiao Yeyang, you have to manage Liulichang and train in the military camp. How come you still have time to come to Taohua Village?"

    "Didn't you tell me, I'm here to install glazed tiles and glazed windows for my mother-in-law and Master Gu."

    "Glazed tiles and glazed windows are so easy to install, you can just send someone over."

    "How can this be done? How can a place like Peach Blossom Temple be allowed to be set foot in at will?"

    "Now that you have installed it, why aren't you leaving?"

    "Yan Yiyi, my mother-in-law and Master Gu haven't kicked me out yet, but you should chase me away first."

    "Aren't I afraid of delaying you?"

    "I thank you."

    "You're welcome."

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

    "Don't you feel that walking in the fields makes you feel particularly happy? Watching the harvest of food makes me feel sincerely happy."

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    Hearing this, Daohua was stunned and turned around in surprise: "The emperor values ??farming so much?"

    Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Uncle Huang often talks about the saying that food is the most important thing for the people. In the Huangzhuang, he has cultivated many experts in farming, and he is studying how to increase food production every day.  "

    "When your father reported the high-yielding grain seeds to the court, Uncle Huang laughed heartily for a while."

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

    A look of pride appeared on Xiao Yeyang's face: "Uncle Huang is indeed a good emperor who works hard and loves the people. You like farming so much. When he sees you in the future, he will definitely like you."

    Daohua showed hesitation: "Can I see the emperor? This chance seems a bit slim, unless my father becomes a Beijing official, and the official position cannot be too low, otherwise, my family will not be able to enter the palace, right?"

    Xiao Yeyang's eyes flickered and he said firmly: "You can definitely see it."

    Daohua shook his head: "Don't talk so much, my dad doesn't know if he can go up yet."

    Xiao Yeyang smiled silently, but did not continue to say anything more. He smiled lightly and watched the rice flowers swimming among the rice waves.

    The golden waves of rice, the bright smiles, the graceful figures, and the clear blue sky are as beautiful as a painting, and you can't take your eyes away.

    Xiao Yeyang stared blankly for a long time. When Daohua turned around and smiled brightly at him, he blurted out: "Let me draw a portrait for you, just as you look today."

    Daohua's eyes lit up: "Okay, I wanted you to paint for me before, but unfortunately I never found the opportunity." After saying that, he paused and said, "Did you bring brushes and paints?"

    Xiao Yeyang turned around and waved to Defu.

    After a while, Defu and Wang Maner both trotted over.

    Xiao Yeyang asked Defu: "Are there brushes and paints on the boat?"

    Defu nodded: "I keep it ready, just because I'm afraid that the master will want to paint when he sees the beautiful scenery." After saying that, he quickly glanced at the rice flowers.

    The master has been thinking about painting for Miss Yan for a long time, so no matter where he goes, he will prepare brushes and paints.

    Xiao Yeyang: "Hurry up and get it."

    Defu was stunned: "Get it here?"

    Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Yes, it's right here."

    Defu didn¡¯t ask any more questions, 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 to paint?"

    Xiao Yeyang glanced at her sideways: "Don't worry, it's not a big deal to draw you."

    Daohua said quickly: "You can't make me look ugly. I want to hang the painting in my bedroom. If the painting is ugly, it will affect my mood. Of course, there is no need to beautify it."?.  "

    As he spoke, he covered his face with his hands and smiled.

    "I still like this face very much, just draw it as it is."

    Xiao Yeyang burst out laughing: "You should paint it, and I'll paint it. There are quite a lot of requirements."

    Daohua said confidently: "Although you are the one who wrote the painting, it is me who painted it. In order to be 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 and two boys brought over tables, chairs and benches for painting, as well as painting paper, brushes, and paints.

    ¡°Do I need to pose in any way?¡±

    Just when Xiao Yeyang was sorting out his pen and ink, Daohua suddenly asked this question.

    Xiao Yeyang laughed a little. Seeing Daohua about to take off the curtain hat, he quickly stopped him: "Don't take it off, it looks better when you wear it!"

    Daohua looked suspicious: "Really or not? Will this hat cover up my elegance?"

    Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang couldn't help but laughed out loud: "Yan Yiyi, you are so narcissistic!"

    Even Defu and Wang Maner couldn't help but lower their heads and chuckle.

    Their two masters are narcissistic in their rivalry with the other.

    Daohua curled her lips and asked Wang Man'er to help her tidy up the curtain hat, but she didn't say anything about taking it off. After a while, she asked again: "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, whatever makes you feel comfortable."

    Daohua felt that he was perfunctory and said uneasily: "Why don't you ask for anything? Can you draw like this?"

    Seeing the rice flowers chattering non-stop, Xiao Yeyang simply stopped talking. He laid out the drawing paper, prepared the paints, took the brush in his hand, looked up at the rice flowers, and then lowered his head to start painting.

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

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

    Seeing him like this, Daohua was extremely worried and said to Wang Maner: "Go and see what he painted me like?"

    Wang Maner trotted behind the painting table, craned his neck to take a look, then nodded to Daohua with a smile, and said two words silently: "It looks good."

    Seeing this, Daohua felt relieved and stood bored, playing with the ears of rice beside her.

    Almost an hour later, Xiao Yeyang raised his head and glanced at Daohua with a smile: "Okay."

    Daohua shook her stiff legs, and then ran over: "Come and see what you painted me like?" After saying that, she stretched her head and looked at the painting on the table.

    In the painting, in the golden waves of rice, a young girl in green stands smiling sweetly. The thin white gauze on the hood moves with the wind, covering 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 sounded in his ears.

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

    Xiao Yeyang looked down at the rice flowers and asked with a smile: "Do you like it?"

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

    After saying that, he couldn't help but look at his own portrait. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Suddenly, his expression froze.

    "Eh? Why did you draw a sunflower?"

    Xiao Yeyang's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "I made a mistake just now. In order to cover up the flaws, I just painted this sunflower. Why, you don't like it?"

    Daohua shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I just think it's weird to have a sunflower growing in a field of rice. But it's okay, I quite like it." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.  com
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