One touch and one silence

After giving Liu Yue instructions, Nanzhi smiled at the young boy who was standing aside waiting for her.

"Wait a moment, young master. My Taoist boy has gone to get some paper!"

Yuan Pincheng waved his hands at Nanzhi a little embarrassedly, "It's okay, Taoist priest, please be busy first. I am sorry for disturbing you."

The boy felt a little embarrassed. Nanzhi felt a little happier when she saw such a polite child.

If someone came and asked Nanzhi to draw for him without any care, Nanzhi would probably just turn around and leave.

Nanzhi advised the last person, "Madam is still young, and there will be plenty of opportunities for children in the future. What you need to do now is to take good care of yourself."

"Don't worry, you are destined to have a son and a daughter. Just wait for good news."

When the woman heard this, her face was filled with eager joy and she excitedly grabbed Nanzhi's sleeves with both hands.

With tears in her eyes, she said, "Master, is this true? Will I really have a child?"

The woman wiped her tears carelessly and looked at Nanzhi with expectation in her eyes.

"I don't care whether it's a boy or a girl. As long as I can give you a boy or a girl, both I and you will be satisfied."

Nanzhi knew why the woman was worried.

Her husband was weak, but not incapable.

It's just that the two of them were under too much pressure, so there was no chance.

In their previous life, the two of them gave up everything and finally gave birth to a son and a daughter.

The family of four lived happily together. Even though her husband died early, at least this woman had a good old age.

My son and daughter-in-law are honest and filial, my daughter is well-behaved, and my husband is also a nice person.

"Madam, don't worry. When the flowers bloom in spring, you can take your husband out for a walk. Maybe the opportunity will come. Remember, don't be impatient."

The lady got the answer she wanted and nodded in agreement.

He kept thanking Nanzhi, and finally gave Nanzhi one or two taels of silver, then hurried home.

Only then did Nanzhi have time to look at the child.

"Come here!" Nanzhi waved at the two of them.

"You are the young master's wet nurse, right? Please stretch out your hand."

Nanzhi's words made the nanny a little reluctant. She still felt that Nanzhi was a liar.

Cheating your own little son.

She didn't want to come at first, but the young master insisted that she come.

Although the current wife is easy to talk to, she will not always let her young master go out casually.

Today, they were waiting for the man to be busy with dinner, so they sneaked out.

Seeing that the wet nurse had not reached out for her hand for a long time, Yuan Pincheng hurriedly took her hand and handed it to Nanzhi.

He didn't know why the Taoist priest wanted to look at the nanny's hand. What he was thinking about was the portrait of her mother.

He really wanted to see what his mother looked like.

Are you really going to stay by his side?

Nanzhi reached out his hand, and at this time Liuyue had already come with what Nanzhi needed.

Liu Yue took the initiative to spread the paper on the table and put the charcoal stick aside.

Nanzhi got what she wanted and thought about which child's mother she should paint better.

Suddenly, I saw the woman before giving birth, caressing her belly with a loving face and speaking gently to the baby in her belly.

Nanzhi's mind moved.

There is no picture more touching than this. I hope that when this guy sees this picture in the future, he will understand that his mother never regretted it even if it meant sacrificing her life for him. This is the power of maternal love.

Nanzhi picked up the charcoal stick in one hand and began to draw smoothly on the paper.

With just a few simple strokes, the general outline is complete.

Originally, the wet nurse was there to watch the show. When the old Taoist couldn't paint anymore, she would use the incident to educate her own son and lecture him.

But gradually she realized something was wrong.

The person on the paper was becoming more and more familiar. Although he didn't have a face, she was very familiar with his clothes and hair accessories.

That is the cherry blossom pink dress that my young lady loved to wear back then, and the pearl hairpin with the butterfly flower in it.

She covered her mouth in surprise, tears welling up in her eyes.

picture!

so similar!

she……

At this time, Nanzhi had already started to paint people's eyes, a pair of gentle and loving eyes. The woman looked at the bulging belly with a smile on her lips. She gently waved a round fan with one hand and gently stroked the bulging belly with the other hand.

The nurse could no longer control herself and shouted excitedly, "Miss!"

Yuan Pincheng looked at the woman in the painting quietly. He had never seen his mother, and there was no portrait of his mother at home. But at this moment, his heart suddenly felt warm.

He was quiet and didn't make a sound to disturb Nanzhi's actions.

As the people on paper became more and more complete, they became real.

It was as if a real person had walked into the portrait.

Yuan Pincheng looked at the woman on the drawing paper, and at this moment he finally believed what the Taoist priest said.

It turns out that his arrival was really anticipated by his mother and he was loved by her.

Although it was just a piece of paper, he seemed to see his mother's loving eyes looking at him.

Tears gradually became uncontrollable, falling one drop at a time. I don't know when, Nanzhi had finished the painting.

But she didn't move and stood quietly aside.

There had never been a moment when she felt that her paintings were so useful.

This was when she was working as a consultant. Her colleagues there signed her up for this class because of work requirements.

She learned from a great painter. She was forced to learn it at first, but now she is grateful more than once that she listened to them and worked hard to learn the subject.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest!"

"I'm sorry for offending you just now, I hope you can forgive me!"

The wet nurse knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Nanzhi in gratitude.

Nanzhi stepped forward and helped her up. "It's okay. Take good care of the child in the future."

"Go back early!"

Nanzhi urged, and wanted to fold the drawing paper and hand it to the young master.

Who knew that he could suppress it with one hand.

"No, I'll do it myself!"

"Thank you, Taoist Priest!"

Nanzhi withdrew her hand and saw the young man carefully rolled up the paper and then put it in his arms.

After doing all this, he bowed deeply to Nanzhi.

"Thank you for today, Taoist Priest."

"Nanny!"

The wet nurse on the ground quickly stood up, took out one hundred taels from her purse, and placed her hands respectfully on Nanzhi's table.

"It's just a small token of my respect, but I hope you will accept it!"

Nanzhi smiled and waved at the two of them, "Go back quickly! Otherwise you will miss dinner."

Her words were to remind the wet nurse that if she didn't go back, she would be discovered soon.

The wet nurse was also a smart person. Her eyes were full of respect. She thanked Nanzhi again and again before she pulled the young man who was reluctant to leave and quickly left.

The Taoist priest is right. If we go back late, the stepmother will definitely make up stories about her own young master in front of the master.

Nanzhi watched the two people walk away before she began to pack up and prepare to leave.

I did a good thing today.

Maybe people in ancient times didn’t know what depression was, but she had seen too much of it.