Chapter 121

Old Mr. Zhao Lishi nodded his head with satisfaction. He took a look at the sky outside and said, "it's getting late. Let's stay for dinner."

Ye Xingyi listened to his old man's words and looked out of the window.

Too bad, she didn't notice that it was so late. She had to take a bus for two hours to get back.

She stood up, bowed to Mr. Zhao Lishi and said, "thank you for your meal, but I'm too late. I'm running out of cars."

"Don't worry, someone will take you back." Mr. Zhao Lishi has obviously considered it.

"Ah Ye Xingyi didn't understand her meaning, so she heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Master!"

Ye Xingyi looks back and two people come down at the next stairway. One of them is Lin Qiumo, the master, and the other is Zhao Kuang, the son of Zhao Lishi, a nodding friend.

Are they always in the castle?

Zhao Lishi waved to them and said, "you're just in time. I'll leave this girl for dinner at home at night. If it's convenient for you to send her home at night."

"Teacher, this, this may..." Ye Xingyi also wants to refuse.

But he was interrupted by Mr. Zhao Lishi.

The housekeeper helped him to his feet and said, "don't refuse. Come to the study with me and show you something."

Ye Xingyi bit his lip, but he should.

She followed Mr. Zhao Lishi to the second floor. As she passed by Lin Qiumo, she heard him whisper: "congratulations."

Ye Xingyi looks at him conditionally and smiles at him reluctantly in response, but Lin Qiumo no longer looks at her.

The study on the second floor by the window of the place put a wide desk, the desk put pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other things, should be new, almost all unused appearance.

Zhao Lishi said to the housekeeper, "go and ask them to prepare dinner."

"Yes."

Then he said to Ye Xingyi, "come here and give me ink."

"Ah, yes." Ye Xingyi is busy, but when she comes near, she looks silly. Ink or something, she really won't, she usually uses the kind of bottled ink, convenient and cheap.

Only Mr. Zhou, Mr. Lin Qiumo, and Mr. Jiang are experts in painting in the studio. Grinding takes a lot of time. Sometimes a painting takes five hours, but in fact it takes three hours.

There's a saying that you haven't eaten pork. Haven't you seen a pig run.

The teacher all spoke, the leaf star moves also had to harden on the scalp.

Zhao Lishi looked at her clumsy appearance, and immediately felt a little distressed. He reminded her, "that ink was Zhao Kuang's careful effort to find it for me. Be careful."

"Yes." The leaf star moves in the mouth so should, but because nervous on the contrary more flustered.

"Ah! You girl Zhao Lishi sighed. He took the ink bar, moved the inkstone and started to do it himself.

Because he didn't help, ye Xingyi was a little depressed. He stood there with his head down and ears down, as if he had done something wrong.

Mr. Zhao Lishi took a look at her and spoke slowly.

"I ask you, does that boy like you at the end of autumn?"

Ye Xingyi was caught unprepared by his unexpected problems. She looked back at Zhao Lishi and nodded her head.

Zhao Lishi obviously had the answer in his heart. He took the lead to look away. When ye Xingyi thought he was saved, he asked the frightening question again.

He asked, "don't you like him and refuse him?"

"Ah? This, I... "Ye Xingyi fully realized what it means to have words.

Why did Zhao ask this?

And how could he know such a thing?

Zhao Lishi didn't see her panic and continued: "you did the right thing! Feelings are reluctant to come, even if you agree to get on well with him for the time being, you will regret it in the future. "

When he said this, his words were a little sad and nostalgic, as if there had been a similar story.

Ye Xingyi listened to his words, his nose suddenly a little sour.

Everyone, even Qian Mengmeng, can't understand why she refused Lin Qiumo. Other colleagues even used cold violence to treat her, but she didn't care. On the contrary, because she had only known her for two days, those who were still familiar with her expressed their affirmation. Ye Xingyi's taste in her heart was really like a overturned Wuwei bottle.

She blinked back her tears.

"I know, teacher," she whispered

"Well." Zhao Lishi nodded, changed the topic, and said, "can you see my grinding technique clearly just now? As I do, I have to be just right in my ink and strength. Don't be impatient or dry. "

"I see, teacher." Ye Xingyi busily took the ink stick, learning what Zhao Lishi was doing, and continued to ink in the same direction.

It is not unreasonable to say that learning traditional Chinese painting can cultivate one's moral character.

Ye Xingyi grinds his ink, and his mood gradually calms down. He is no longer nervous when talking with Mr. Zhao Lishi.

They talked about their understanding of traditional Chinese painting and the techniques and skills of painters at all times and in all over the world. Although most of the time Zhao talked more about it, ye Xingyi only listened carefully.

However, she also occasionally put forward some of her own ideas and new ideas, which made Mr. Zhao Lishi look at her with new eyes. He felt that he was a good student. With a little experience, he might be as good as Lin Qiumo.

An old man and a young man are getting older and more speculative. The housekeeper in the middle of the house still feels that he is not satisfied when he comes up to urge the meal. Zhao also thinks that the housekeeper has disturbed them.

The poor housekeeper did not dare to retort.

During the dinner, ye Xingyi's seat was arranged in Zhao Lao's next seat, and Lin Qiumo was sitting opposite her.

Seriously, she and Lin Qiumo didn't talk much for almost a month. This was the first time that they sat together peacefully.

Ye Xingyi feels that their relationship is somewhat relaxed.

At dinner, she wanted to find some topics to talk to him and try to ease the relationship between them again.

However, Zhao's two beautiful and amazing mixed race grandchildren, who are curious about strangers coming to their homes, don't have a good meal, pull Ye Xingyi to ask.

They are all about seven or eight years old, and the questions they ask are all wild and make people laugh or cry. But no one could refuse to be looked at by two deep blue eyes like the deep sea.

Ye Xingyi patiently answers their questions, and has no chance to talk to Lin Qiumo.

At the end of the evening, ye Xingyi feels that he should say goodbye.

Charlotte, Zhao Kuang's daughter, is the youngest. She is only seven years old. She may realize that Ye Xing is moving away and hold her hand tightly.

"Sister, you can stay at night. Will you sleep with Charlotte?"

Poor appearance, no one can refuse to accept.

Ye Xingyi looks at other people in the room in embarrassment, hoping that they can help, but they all watch good plays.

Ye Xingyi has no choice but to squat down and look straight at Charlotte,

"I'm sorry, Charlotte. My sister has to go home at night. I'll play with you next time, OK?"

Charlotte's mouth shriveled as soon as she heard it, and she tried to cry.

"I don't want it. I don't want my sister to go. I don't want it!" As soon as she finished, her tears fell down, and she looked as pitiful as she could be.

"If my sister doesn't cry, if you cry, my brother will cry too." Charlotte's one year old brother, Shylock, was also red in the eyes.

"Be obedient, don't cry." Ye Xingyi immediately didn't know what to do. She coaxed and helped the two children wipe away their tears.

Two children cry her heart is broken, clearly just get along for a few minutes, how easy to trust themselves?

Ye Xingyi seems to understand the late autumn of Lin.

When he was in the hospital, was he in the same mood as he is now?

Ye Xingyi raised his head to look at the direction of late autumn, and he happened to look here, two people's eyes anxious together, for a moment forgot to move away.

It was two little guys who stopped crying unexpectedly. Four beautiful blue eyes looked like the sea on them.

"Cough." Mr. Zhao Lishi coughed two times.

Ye Xingyi returns to his hometown and looks away in a panic. A red cloud flies on his cheek.

"I think so. Stay at the end of autumn and Xingyi. Anyway, there are plenty of rooms in our castle." Zhao kuanggang just noticed the atmosphere between them and intended to match them.

"Well, that's not very good. It's already very disturbing." Ye Xingyi refused subconsciously.

She took a look at Lin Qiumo. He didn't speak and didn't know what he was thinking.

"It's OK. You're my father's student. Some of them used to live in our house, like Jiang Xun. It's rare that Charlotte likes you very much. Please stay Zhao Kuang insisted.

Ye Xingyi looks at Lin Qiumo again, but he still doesn't say so.

"Well, Mengmeng is still waiting for me at home. If I don't go back, she will be worried." Ye Xingyi pulls Qian Mengmeng out.

"Sister, you can give me a call and go back to say it!" Shylock helps his father in time.

Ye Xingyi managed to squeeze out a smile. She really didn't know how to make an excuse. Lin Qiumo doesn't help either. She looks for help at her new teacher.

Mr. Zhao Lishi Received ye Xingyi's call for help and spoke slowly.

"That's enough. Don't embarrass the children. There will be opportunities in the future. At the end of autumn, you are ready. Later, you will send Ye Xing home by the way. "

Well

Ye Xingyi can't laugh.

It seems that it's not an easy choice to stay or go back by Lin's car at the end of autumn.

But Zhao Laodu said, this is a certainty.

We sat and drank some tea. After a brief chat, we formally said goodbye.

Lin Qiumo's car stopped at Zhao Kuang's the day before. Ye Xingyi can only follow him step by step.

It's very late. It's unrealistic for her to say that she wants to go home by car alone.

Zhao Kuang and his wife and two mixed race babies sent them out.

Lin Qiumo and Zhao Kuang are talking about the banquet, while ye Xingyi has an agreement with the two children that they will come to see them soon.