Xiaoxiao and Xizi, these two silent girls, sat side by side on the wooden chairs beside the pleasure boat, looking at the dark lake outside the light.

The Fusheng Island at this moment is like an isolated island.

"I admit that I am prejudiced to that person." After a while, Xiaoxiao said the first sentence.

Xizi didn't say anything, waiting for Xiaoxiao to say something later.

"This prejudice is not caused by professional discrimination. I admire the artist industry very much, otherwise I would not hire a painter to open a photo studio." Xiaoxiao looked at the dark jade-like Yehu. Suddenly, a bird flew over the water and flew away. "I just use my intuition. There are always some vague things in this person's eyes. If I entrust it to him for life, I may not be a good match."

As soon as Xizi spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "He has been painting very hard recently. Some paintings have also been appreciated by several famous artists. He is well aware of his shortcomings and wants to establish a firm foothold before asking my parents for marriage."

"So, he still wants to marry you with his own strength? An ordinary painter to a famous painter, and then to a famous calligrapher and painter. How long does it take? Five years and ten years? Or twenty or thirty years? Who can afford to wait!" Xiaoxiao was excited again when he was not careful.

A popular saying in later generations: Any love that does not take marriage as the premise is to be a hooligan! - If you let the woman wait, wait, and when you become famous, it will be similar to being a hooligan!

"His paintings have been asked by someone to ask for advice from Bantu Shanren. If he can get a positive from Bantu Shanren, he will be able to gain a foothold in the painting world in the future." Xizi fell into it and came completely with the other party's thinking - but he didn't know that the other party was also a confused person.

Shi Zuimo probably felt that as long as he had talent and was willing to work hard, he would one day become a famous painter like Bantu Shanren!

The so-called one day is actually a long way from time to time.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Who is a mountain man halfway? He was known as a Lanxi prodigy at the age of six. He won the Tanhua at the age of twenty-one. It is said that his pen and ink were praised by the emperor during the palace examination, and thus became famous in the painting world."

Xizi sighed: "I don't dare to think that high. I just want to draw some fame. I can get some rich pen costs by selling paintings. When the time is right, I will hold a larger painting meeting."

After a long journey, I still have to hold a painting meeting in the end!

Xiao Zhu Fan shook her whirlwind again: "Holding a painting meeting is just to do business. Isn't it better to buy it earlier? With a stable income, you can also paint with peace of mind!"

"He doesn't agree with the current management method of Sicun Painting Association, especially promoting and running business..."

Xiaoxiao slapped a mosquito on the back of his hand to death: "What do he want to do? He gathered many famous painters to sit in his painting gallery, waiting for customers to come to visit him? He queued up to pay for paintings? Because it is hard to find a painting and a thousand dollars to buy? - This is simply waiting to die."

"Maybe, let's see those who buy Xianglu line up to buy..."

Xizi wiped his eyes with a veil, but his voice was still hoarse: "He said he would always draw thrushes for me."

"Oh--" Xiaoxiao sighed, and this helplessness melted into the long night.

"The two of you can't talk about romance like this. If you fly in the sky for a long time, you have to stop and settle down. Why not do this? You should first understand his family from the side, which is always out of the box, right? If he is still reluctant, he will not have any sincerity."

"Okay." Xizi stood up, "Yingyuan, do you know how much I envy Furong? If he could have the calm responsibility of Young Master Ning, even if he was a poor painter all his life, I would have accepted it."

"Okay, don't call me crying!" Xiaoxiao somehow couldn't help crying again, but she was not worth it for Xizi. "I just worried about you. Her temperament is not as fierce as Furong, and she is not as good as the director and housekeeper of Ruicai Association... Alas, the girls now look like they are all in a beautiful life. When they become kisses, they will be able to blink for a lifetime. I am afraid that you will be wronged and refuse to say that you will be wiped out by him..."

Xizi couldn't hold on to cry when she was attracted by Xiaoxiao's words.

"There is also a matter of finding Shanren in the middle of the way. Why don't you mention it to me? You told me that I can't help?! Don't I hope Mr. Shi is a good person, stand up early and marry you openly!"

Both of them covered their mouths with veils and choked silently, for fear of affecting Ruicai and Tang Lihuan on the side, so they walked to the stern of the boat. As soon as Fusheng Island was slowly docking, the two of them simply called the boatman off the boat.

Crying cannot be clean and neatly done by letting go and retention, and it is almost the same as laughing. Once you laugh, it is difficult to hold back, and the same is true for crying. When your emotions arise, you can't stop the tears.

The two girls held their hands tightly, and walked towards the shore while crying. But the choking could not stop. Gradually, they cried into a kind of calmness, a kind of calmness that ignored the surprise of passers-by, and a kind of wonderful calmness that I was crying.

They sobbed with their companions, their red eyes, until a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of them, which caught the two of them off guard.

There was no moon tonight, but the person in front of him seemed to be covered in moonlight. Even though he was exhausted, he could not block the brightness and cleanness of the bamboo and the moon.

Is it Wen Xixiu?

Yes, it is Wen Xixiu.

The intimacy and long-lost thing that came to my face made Xiaoxiao dissuade, as if she was afraid of breaking the illusion in front of her. Somehow, tears that had just stopped came out again.

"Fourth Brother?Fourth Brother! Are you back?!" Xizi's excitement was unconcealed. She sucked her crying nose and held her smiley hand. However, the man rushed towards his brother and brought his friends to his brother, "Why are you back!!!"

Wen Xixiu had never received such a strong embrace from two girls in his life. Fortunately, he stood firm, otherwise he would be knocked down by them.

"What's wrong, why are you crying?" Wen Xixiu didn't know where to put his hands, so he had to put them in the air, raising his eyes to look around. He must have sent people to follow him. He would never meet any bad people, and he couldn't find out where the source of the crying of these two girls was. Finally, he looked on Xiaoxiao's face, "Is it because he didn't eat birthday noodles? Yingyuan."

Xiaoxiao's nose was full of familiar smells, the vague aroma of Canaan beads, the sparse smell of bamboo, the clean soap beads and cypresses, anyway, it was a very familiar smell, the Western Xiu smell.
Chapter completed!