Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

A helpless and dissatisfied call came from the side.

Zhuge Liang looked towards the courtyard and saw Zhuge Ying raising his eyebrows and smiling dryly.

"It's good to have breakfast first."

"Um." The boy's body froze for a moment. He actually wanted to listen to what the doctor said, but seeing the little girl's expression, his back felt cold.

Sheng stood up straight and said without looking sideways.

"Yes, breakfast should be eaten first."

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It has to be said that Zhuge Ying is a virtuous family sister, Zhuge Liang and Zhuge Jun are two teenagers who can't cook at all on weekdays, if there is no Zhuge Ying, I am afraid they will starve to death at home.

And her food tastes very good in general, just a few home-cooked snacks made with simple ingredients can also be delicious.

Zhuge Jun's face at the dinner table was also a little inexplicable.

Usually he would take breakfast to the field for lunch, but today he stayed at home because of the guests.

At the dinner table, he saw that Brother Zhong was very polite to the guest, and most of his words were admiration.

Although the tone is still flat.

But it was the first time he saw Brother Zhong talking so much to people other than his friends and his father and brother.

About three or two sentences, Brother Zhong seldom talks when eating at home.

Isn't that why he was told to be more careful yesterday?

He shook his head helplessly, his mind was also clever, presumably it was because of some misunderstandings that were resolved.

I also felt a little more relaxed. Judging by Brother Zhong's attitude, this guest should not be a villain.

Zhuge Liang put a piece of dried vegetables into the bowl and glanced aside, only to realize that Gu Nan was always wearing a bamboo hat even when he was sitting on the table eating.

Puzzled in my heart, I asked, "Why is Mr. always wearing a bamboo hat?"

Then there was some regret, this is someone else's private matter, and I shouldn't have asked more.

When Gu Nan heard Zhuge Liang's question, he froze for a moment, and then remembered that the bamboo hat hadn't been taken off yet.

"Ah, I forgot, and it has become a habit to carry it all year round."

With that said, he took off the hat.

With the bamboo hat being put aside.

Zhuge Liang's eyes were dull, and Zhuge Jun on the side also stopped his chopsticks, with half a piece of rice stuffed in his mouth.

Zhugeying felt that everyone suddenly stopped moving, raised his head, and saw Gu Nan.

Mouth slightly opened: "Suo, Shuo, Shuofang..."

Uh, sorry for the late update today, there are a lot of things in school, I have a headache, I will pay attention to it in the future, and try to update as soon as possible.Still typing slowly, hey.

Chapter 279: Leaving Nanyang temporarily, it will take a year or two to go

"Zhong, brother Zhong."

Zhuge Ying stammered and looked at Zhuge Liang, pointing at Gu Nan, looking a little panicked.

"People, people ran out of the painting."

It's no wonder that the girl looks like this, the person in front of her is indeed too much like the Shuofang girl in the painting.

That Shuofang girl was born in Chang'an back then, and the artist drew this painting with just a few words of a teenager, and it took several years to paint a single painting.

Every stroke has been changed countless times. In order to outline the woman in the painting, I even modified the ancient female picture drawing method myself, so that the appearance of the woman is as real as it is on the paper, and I will look back at any time. Like outsiders.

This is why people who have seen it can't forget it. Some people even stare blankly for a long time, just to wait for the woman to turn her head.

Inherent people say: there is something missing in beauty, and there is no Shuo girl looking back.

But this painting exhausted all the artist's painstaking efforts, and he will never paint again in the future, and maybe, he feels that he can't paint a better work anymore.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, but the people in Shuofang's female paintings are really [-]-[-]% similar to Gu Nan, with the same temperament.

At this time, Gu Nan was sitting in front of them, wearing a white dress.The bamboo hat was taken off, and the long hair was loosely tied, with a few strands hanging down the side of the face, like a person walking out of a painting.

Zhuge Liang stared blankly at the person in front of him, and he came back to his senses after a while. He had a feeling that he had really seen Shuofang girl.

When he saw Shuofangnv's painting for the first time that year, he also felt somewhat disappointed because the woman in the painting only drank the wine and never looked back.

At this time, it disappeared, and he seemed to understand that there was something missing in his painting.

"Crack."

Gu Nan took a piece of dried vegetables and chewed in his mouth, but suddenly found that the three Zhuge brothers and sisters were in some abnormal state, and raised his head in doubt.

"You guys, what are you looking at me for?"

"Heh." Zhuge Liang smiled, he was in a good mood, he should be able to finish the painting of Shuofang Nu.

"It's nothing, it's just that the gentleman looks like an old friend in my painting."

He didn't expect that Mr. Gu was a woman, and it was rude for him to stare at him like this.

Withdrawing his gaze, he subconsciously said softly, "It's really similar."

"The old person in the painting?" Gu Nan couldn't understand.

"Yes, it's a pity that I recognize her, but she doesn't recognize me."

Zhuge Liang made a rare joke, and looked at Zhuge Jun and Zhuge Ying who were still in a trance.

He patted the table lightly: "Don't you two keep watching, don't you think it's impolite?"

It was only then that the two of them came to their senses, Zhuge Jun coughed and buried his head in his meal.

Zhuge Ying shrank her head, blushed, and said to Gu Nan, "Sorry."

"It's nothing." Gu Nan smiled, "Little sister Ying can just watch it if she wants to."

Breakfast passed between these few chatter and chuckles.

After eating, Gu Nan held Wuge, stood in front of the door and watched the light rain sway gently, and the breeze blew into his arms, making it a bit cool.