Husband Xie An

Sending out the picture scroll was a signal of acquiescence, and Xie An was overjoyed. Although Xiao Langjun hadn't enlightened yet, since the elders had already agreed, it was not a problem for him to have confidence in the rest.Therefore, on the second day after receiving the scroll, Xie An counted the time and waited at the gate of Taixue.

Lin Abao and his friends went out of Taixuemen together, and they each bid farewell. Xie Xuan talked and smiled and led Lin Abao to his carriage, and he was used to seeing his third uncle driving him at the door.He bowed his hands and said, "Third Uncle."

Lin Abao followed suit and said, "Uncle Xie."

Xie An lifted up the gauze curtain, glanced at Lin Abao, and nodded, "Get in the car."

"Yes." Xie Xuan responded, making room for Lin Abao first.Unexpectedly, when it was his turn, a servant of the Xie Mansion came up to greet him, saying that Mrs. Ruan asked him to go to the west of the city to collect samples.Xie Xuan did not doubt that he had it: "West of the city? Did you say something?"

"Madam said you'll know when you get there."

People in the world put filial piety first, and Xie Xuan would never refuse, so he felt embarrassed to look at his third uncle.Xie An pursed his lips: "If that's the case, you can go. I will send Mr. Lin Xiaolang back to his residence."

Lin Abao looked back at his friend: "Since Aunt Ruan's confession must be very important, brother Xie Xuan, go, don't worry about me."

"That's the only way to go. Please trouble third uncle."

Xie An glanced at Xie Xuan: "Pay attention to safety." The gauze curtain closed, the coachman put away the pedals, Xie Xuan bowed his hands back a few steps and watched the carriage leave, then he straightened up and rode to the west of the city.

In the carriage, Lin Abao glanced at the pastry on the small table, Xie An laughed and took it and handed it over: "The lunch meal is not to your taste?"

Lin Abao shook his head in embarrassment, took the pastry as a thank you, and explained: "It's not bad. It's just that I'm hungry." Taixue opened the door for him. It's quite delicate when you think about it. After eating two meals, he is alive and well. He has three meals a day plus supper, but he hasn't seen his stride.

Seeing that no one is distressed, Xie An raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "It is not a one-time thing to strengthen your body. If you are hungry quickly, it means that your physique has gradually improved. It is the most important thing to avoid rash advances. You need to take it step by step, otherwise the injury will not be worth the loss. .”

Lin Abao nodded while eating the pastry: "The old doctor said the same thing. He said that I was seriously ill in the past few years. Fortunately, the delicate things that Aniang took care of were not damaged much, but it will not take a year for me to fully recover. Even half of it won't work."

Hearing this, Xie An's heart moved, thinking about meeting the old doctor tomorrow and asking what happened to the pulse case.Keeping this in mind, his brows and eyes softened and he replied: "It is a gradual process to take care of your body, don't rush it."

Speaking of this, Lin Abao was worried: "I don't worry about whether I can raise it well. What I worry about is whether I can grow taller. In fact, I don't ask much, just grow this much taller!" distance.Thinking of his current height, Lin Abao really can't sleep soundly. He didn't seem to be tall when he was a teenager, so what should he do if he is a year shorter than his peers in adulthood?

Fengshen Yuxiu's fair-skinned Xiao Lang's face was all wrinkled, and the distance between his hands was no more than the width of his palm. Xie An made a calculation while laughing, and found that it was only the height of the tip of his nose.Very good.

"As long as you take good care of your body, you will definitely grow taller. Don't worry." Xie An, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but tap the tip of his nose. With the height of the Lins and his wife, it makes no sense for the child to be short.

Lin Abao touched his itchy nose, thinking that Mr. Xie's words should be reliable, right?

Not long after the carriage drove back to Xie's mansion, Lin Abaoxu helped Xie An to jump off the carriage, he was about to say goodbye, but Xie An stopped him and took him to his study.As soon as the two of them arrived at the servant with a good eye to bring tea, Xie An took out the scroll from the inner room, opened it and saw that it was the one that Lin Abao sent yesterday.

Seeing that the painting that was just delivered yesterday was taken out again, Lin Abao asked, "What's wrong? But the painting is not good?"

"The painting is very good, but there is one thing missing." Seeing his suspicion, Xie An smiled and pointed to the lower left corner of the painting scroll: "Young Master forgot to stamp."

"I still need to stamp it?" Lin Abao explained embarrassedly: "I thought it was a private gift, so I didn't think about stamping it."

"Of course it has to be covered."

Lin Abao thought for a while: "Is it okay to have a private seal?" Seeing the other party nodding, Lin Abao took out a thumb-sized jade private seal from his purse and pressed it on the painting.The crimson cinnabar shows the double wood forest of Xiaozhuan, which is extremely elegant, but the colors are different in shades, which shows that it should be a problem of seal carving craftsmanship.

Jade is good jade, but the carving technique is rough?Could it be a personal gift?Pressing his thoughts, Xie An signaled to Luowei: "Since it was a private gift to me, I also hope that Mr. Xiaolang can mention the words at Luowei."

Speaking of calligraphy, Lin Abao took a sneak peek and thanked the boss, feeling guilty: "I, my calligraphy is so ugly..." It is because of the ugly calligraphy, so he usually does not mention the calligraphy after painting, even if he wants to He also tried to reduce the number of words as much as possible, so most of his paintings only mark the time, and never write about mood, location and so on.Because if you write it, you will lose your ugliness, but there are such ugly words in the perfect picture scroll, which hurts your own eyes and hurts the eyes of those who appreciate the painting.

But Xie An didn't dislike it, and motioned to the scroll: "Wufang." Then he spread out the painting, rubbed the ink himself, dipped the pen and handed it over: "How about just writing 'Gift to Anshi'?"

Mr. Xie's attitude could not be refused, Lin Abao raised his sleeves sadly and took the pen.Look at the blank space at the end. Although it is not much, it should be no problem to add four words. After thinking about it, I feel that it is not appropriate to write "gift to Anshi" directly. The four characters "Xie Lang" were written and found out that "gifted to Xie Lang" is more ambiguous than "gifted to Anshi".Lover or something, did you molested Mr. Xie? !

Thinking of these things, Lin Abao's heart trembled, his hands trembled immediately, and a drop of ink was about to drip onto the painting, but Xie An picked it up with his sharp eyes and quick hands.Immediately, the fingertips with well-defined joints were stained with ink, just like the fine jade with black ringworm, which is dazzling.

"!!!" Whose hand is that?That's Mr. Xie's hand!He is the top master in history, Mr. Xie, the spokesperson of Tianliang Wang Po's strength!

Seeing Lin Abao's wide-eyed frightened heart beating faster, Xie An Waner wiped his hands with a handkerchief and reassured him: "It's all right. Fortunately, the painting was not destroyed."

That understatement made Lin Abao feel uncertain, and even stammered in apologizing. "Yes, Ah Bao was reckless. It's just a painting, Uncle Xie doesn't need to be good at drawing ink."

"wrong."

"Ah?" Lin Abao raised his eyes suspiciously, what else could it be besides painting?Could it be that someone dropped a bag and hid treasure in it?Silly Baitian Lin Abao thought so, and asked the same question.I saw the handsome and elegant Duanfang gentleman laughing, and said: "No one hides the treasure, but this painting is the first painting that Mr. Xiaolang gave me. It is very meaningful and worth a thousand gold." The sketch I drew before was my own. Please try the pen, it doesn't count.

Meaningful and valuable?Lin Abao was extremely embarrassed by the praise, but he was a little proud in his heart, Mr. Xie praised his paintings for a thousand dollars!May I ask how many people in the world can be praised by Mr. Xie for the value of his paintings?

Wake up, Lin Abao, Mr. Xie praises others because of their paintings, but you praise your paintings because of people, which is incomparable.

Excited by Xie An's words of "worth a thousand pieces of gold", Lin Abao was so proud that he immediately agreed. "If Uncle Xie likes it, I will give you a few more paintings from Ah Bao in the future." Mr. Xie's collection of paintings are all extraordinary works, and being able to collect them together can only increase in value!Have you ever seen how many paintings by unknown painters in history have been collected by celebrities, and the value has increased geometrically?

Lin Abao's expression was so easy to understand, Xie An secretly smiled. "Then I will thank Mr. Xiao Lang first."

"It's Abao Xie Shishu."

Silly Baitian Lin Abao really spared no effort to put himself in other people's bowls. He was afraid that Xie An's speed would be slow, and he would have to push him.congratulations.

For this, Xie An was of course happy to implement it.Therefore, when Lin Abao returned home that day, Lin Abao brought back a bunch of elegant flower arrangements. Madam Ji raised her eyelids without guessing, "Xie Anshi's?"

Lin Ading looked surprised: "How does A Niang know?"

hehe.Mrs. Ji sneered in her heart, who else would give you such a private thing in a decent manner except Xie Anshi?Are you full?Thinking so in her heart, Mrs. Ji didn't reveal anything on the surface, she still took a sip of nectar tea leisurely, Shi Shiran said: "If you want to draw, you should draw when the light is still sufficient. It will hurt your eyes carefully when it is late."

Lin Abao responded obediently: "Oh, then, mother and father, I'm going to paint."

After waiting for the person to leave, Mrs. Ji looked at Lin Zunwen coldly: "If the master is fine, please show me the dowry list for the contract, and see if there is anything to add or modify."

Hearing this, Lin Zunwen almost choked on his tea, and said embarrassingly, "Isn't it too early to say these things now?"

"Is it early? The concubine looks like it's not too early." Zhizi Mo Ruomu, Mrs. Ji looked at her son's stupidity, the water was boiling and the frog was not far away.

A frog who is boiled will never know that he is being boiled, unless it is the day to be cooked, and the frog Lin Abao who is about to be boiled is still happily being boiled.Draw a good picture before the flower fades, and then send it back to a new pot, repeating the cycle, and soon there are seven vases for flower arrangement.

Looking at the seven beautiful vases in different colors, Lin Abao wondered happily if he could summon the dragon. The expression of peace on the pen and ink was so colorful.

Mr. Xiaolang, you can have some snacks!

The author has something to say: Younger brothers Lin Lang and Lin Shuo: I am afraid that the idiot brother was born with no eyes.

Xie An: I can grow up.