In the evening, Li Qing ordered Chinese food with high standards, but Mo Yisheng refused to stay no matter how much Yan Haian tried to persuade him.

Mo Yisheng kept complaining: "I shouldn't have come to this party today. I knew what we were talking about."

"I didn't ask you to do anything, and I didn't delay it." Yan Haian took great pains to persuade, "I don't even need you to say anything, so I can't?"

Mo Yisheng frowned and looked at Yan Haian with a slight reproach: "this group of people get together is smelly feet. Look at that chairman, he doesn't know anything." Have you really seen his paintings? What kind of things do you like? "

Yan Haian really saw it, otherwise what would he say when talking about it? "Yi Sheng, you are too extreme. These are just jobs. "

"but painting is not a job." Mo Yisheng looked at Yan Haian stubbornly, and his eyeground was obviously disappointed. "what on earth are you …"... Hai'an, you were not like this when we studied painting together. I told you not to hang out with such people. When you are with them, you smile too much. "

This remark hurts people. Rao is Yan Haian who is getting better at nourishing qi and kung fu, but is still stabbed. His chest fluctuated several times. If painting was not a job, what would he do for a living? Rely on what to buy you painting tools? In the eyes of some people, painting is art and the creation of the soul, but in the eyes of more people, painting is a commodity and a business that can be speculated. No one in any industry can exist in isolation and must abide by the rules.

Yan Haian tried to restrain himself and looked at Mo easily without saying a word. Mo Yisheng's eyes are still so spotless, so clean.

The net of grubn is touching and heartbreaking.

". You go home first and remember to eat. " Yan Haian turned his eyes away like admitting defeat and told him wearily, "I'll be back after dinner."

Seeing that he really didn't go back with him, Mo Yi turned angrily and left alone.

At this time, Li Qing had arranged her seat and waited for others to go to Yuhu, the king of the moon and the stars. He came down to look for the two of them. Seeing that Yan Hai-an was the only one, he said clearly, "or are you leaving?"

Yan Hai-an sighed and disappeared in his chest, showing nothing on his face. he smiled at Li Qing and said, "you know he only likes painting and hates entertainment the most."

"well, he has always disliked what I have done." Li Qing did not think that the pestle, "in the end, is still young, experienced little."

Today, the temperature rose a little bit, Yan Haian is still dressed in formal clothes, he cut the neckline, still looks unassailable: "he is this xing, has nothing to do with how much business." And isn't that the reason for the artistic conception in his paintings? "

"A casual painting has a casual purity, and a painting that has been read by a thousand sails is also profound." Li Qing said, taking his hand gracefully, "go, go up."

Chapter 6 is you again.

Yan Haian went to the bar again, no matter how bored he was, he had no place to say, so he could only quietly drink a glass of wine by himself. Li Xi seems to clock in here every day, and he can meet it every time.

Yan Haian felt that his interest in himself did not fade, but he let it go more slowly and controlled his sense of distance comfortably. It was really pleasant to chat with him and have a drink.

When he was carefully watched by Li Xi, Yan Haian wavered more and more.

What if try it with this nice guy?

The too long gap period made Yan Haian think too much, even if he had this idea, he was always unable to take a step forward in that crucial xing. Fortunately, Li Xi was very patient this time and was willing to spend so much time with him.

By adjusting the kind Q í ng in the bar, Yan Haian is more adept at dealing with Mo Yisheng. Because of that disagreement, Mo Yisheng sulked for several days, but Yan Haian treated him as if he were an ignorant child, ignoring him and taking care of him as meticulous as usual.

Moyi can't go on with this sulk.

He repeatedly told Yan Haian that there was no need to flatter people who did not know how to draw, and that he could draw nothing if he blindly focused on such a place.

Yan Haian said with a laugh, "I don't paint anymore, Yi Sheng." You know, I don't have much talent in this area. Isn't it good that you are in charge of painting and I am in charge of social activities and division of work? "

Mo Yisheng could not refute this remark. In the end, he just said, "but you like to draw."... "

His mind is very simple, painting is a sacred thing Q í ng, can not be spoiled with dirty things. However, like it here in Yan Haian, but there is no need to ignore everything.

He has no intention of entangling with Mo Yisheng in such a place, and they are going to follow a large army to collect customs in a small ancient town. They will stay here for at least a week and need to prepare and arrange a lot of things. In short, the heart of the cao must be Yan Haian to cao.

Instead of going with Li Qing, they drove by themselves. Yan Haian set up navigation and drove the wrong way back and forth three times before finally finding the path. If it has not yet been developed, the road seems to have been driven out by cars, and there are rut-like ditches all over the road. The two people were shaken and shaken. Yan Haian felt that the car was going to be shaken to pieces. Fortunately, the weather was good. If it rained, I don't know how muddy it would be all the way.

Two hours later than scheduled, the meal passed early, and both of them were so hungry along the way that they were so hungry that their breasts were pressed against their backs. Yan Haian stuffed the cake to Mo Yisheng, called Li Qing and asked all the way.

Mo Yisheng nibbled at the cake in his mouth and stared out from the window. Someone was driving ducks by the side of the road. Yan Haian was careful not to let the car run over them.

Circling from left to right, Yan Haian finally saw Li Qing standing at the door of a folk house from a distance. She rarely dresses so casually, waving to them in a light gray tracksuit covered with peppermint green sunscreen.

"Thank you very much." Li Qing wore a ponytail and light makeup today, and she was fascinated by ng. "but it's good to come here once in a while to wash your lungs. Are you hungry?"

The others had already eaten and were arranged to live in residential houses. Li Qing came to pick them up on purpose. Yan Haian parked his car outside by the side of the road, and Mo Yisheng followed Li Qing into the house.

The yard was swept clean, and there was a big white goose and a group of goslings in the corner. An eldest sister greeted her and surrounded herself with a waist: "coming?" Shall we eat first? The stove is always hot. "

Li Qing introduced Yan Haian and Mo Yisheng to her: "Sister Han, this is the person who lives in your family. I'll trouble you after that."

"OK, OK." Wu Ning Shu wiped his hands on the apron. The skin on his face was a little rough, but with a hot Q í ng smile all the time, he prepared a large pot of roasted potatoes for Yan Haian and Mo Yisheng. The vegetarian dish was fried green cabbage, and a plate of home-brewed sauerkraut was filled with spicy oil.

Li Qing, who had eaten, smoked a cigarette and watched them swallow L á ng and said to them, "you will live here all this time. I have made an agreement with Sister Tuan, and it is up to you to decide how long you want to stay. Give me a call if you need anything, and I can bring it to you by the way. "

She has a lot of things to do with Q í ng. She will not stay here with them all the time. She will only send people from time to time or come by herself to have a look at Q í ng.

Li Qing said, "you can soak in hot springs in the evening, which is a major feature here. Every family has it, right behind." It's all right to look around. Don't look at the village. The house is hundreds of years old. "

Yan Haian looked at it when he came in. This house seems to have been old for years, and its appearance is a distinct ancient style. The single building and the walls surrounded by green bricks are not load-bearing, forming a small courtyard. There are also some simple carvings on the beam-column frame, which may have been damaged for too long and sharpened a flavor of years.

Li Qing left before they finished eating. Yan Haian and Mo Yisheng ate only a little sauce from a pot of barbecued rice dumplings, each holding up on all fours.

Wu Ning Shu saw that when they had finished eating, they came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Yan Haian stood up to help her.

"No, you can rest. I'll do it." Wu Ning Shu looked a little cramped in front of them, giving Yan Haian a rest. Yan Haian only helped her clean up the bowls and chopsticks: "Sister, let me ask about something."

Wu Ning Shu hurriedly said, "just ask."

Yan Haian had nothing else to do. He just wanted to have a good relationship with his host's family and casually asked where the scenery was better. Wu Ning Shu didn't know much about the scenery and only told him about the Q í ng situation in the village.

The village is really small. Walking around slowly for more than an hour is enough. In the last census, there were only 156 households, and because of the backwardness, most people left for the city, leaving a lot of houses empty. This is the case with the Wuning Shu family. Her husband died early, and her three children, who were brought up through hard work, went to work in the city and sent some money back every month. Now she lives alone.

Wu Ning Shu said, "A boss six months ago bought a lot of houses in the east of the village and said he wanted to develop them." I brought someone to repair the house a few days ago. It's a mess. You don't have to go. Alas, if you ask me, there is nothing to see in our village. "

She seemed a little embarrassed as she spoke.

Yan Haian laughed. He could understand Wu Ning Shu's heart Q í ng. Born and raised in a place, it was easy to ignore the beauty of the place, while people like him and Mo Yisheng, who lived in the city of haze, suddenly came here and immediately liked it.

The road has been bumpy for too long, and Mo Yisheng has an irregular schedule, so he will go to sleep after eating. Yan Haian had no choice but to let Wu Ning Shu take a look at him, while he went out to hang out while it was still bright.

Now is a good time, the temperature in the country is a little lower than that in the city, the air is fresh and natural, there are green hills in the distance, there is running water nearby, there is no need to adjust color is a beautiful landscape painting. Terraced fields are stacked, folded and folded green are fresh and tender, emitting a new vitality, so walking on the road will feel that the heart Q í ng is very good.