Just as Mu Dun finished speaking, Chen Ran echoed beside him: "And me, too."

Ever since he came to the Hang family, his mother would tell him from time to time that everything in their family was given by the masters, and told him that when he became successful in the future, he should never forget the masters' kindness.

Song Ning felt warm in his heart, and he reached out and stroked their heads, saying with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll wait for the day when you guys support me, and don't break your promise then!"

"Just wait and see!" Mudun turned his head away, smoothed his hair that was messed up by her, and complained in his heart.

Really, why do adults always like to touch children’s heads? Their hair, which they have tied up with great difficulty, becomes messy in an instant.

Besides, he has grown up so much, how can he still not escape the fate of having his head chopped off? It’s speechless.

The group stayed in the shop for a short while, but since it was empty and there was nothing to see, they went back to the chrysanthemum garden.

At that time, Xie Yuxi took Hang Shuheng to places where scholars and writers often gathered in the city, where he got to know some scholars and learned about some of the most knowledgeable people in various places from them.

What he didn't expect was that as the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Pingyang County, he was actually well-known in the provincial capital.

In just one morning, several waves of people came to make friends with him because of his name.

When they returned to the Chrysanthemum Garden, Song Ning and the children had already gone back to Qiu Ming Courtyard for a nap.

In the afternoon, Song Ning asked someone for some painting supplies, intending to paint for the children.

It's a rare opportunity to come here, and she doesn't have a camera to take pictures, so she decided to paint the beautiful scenery here, which is also a good choice.

She took the children for a stroll around the chrysanthemum garden, found a satisfactory corner, let the three children play among the flowers, while she spread out paper and started drawing for the children.

She felt that it would be a waste of the beautiful scenery if she didn't preserve such a beautiful moment. She first asked the children to pose in the flowers, and drew the overall outline according to the painting, and then let them play on their own.

Once she started painting, she forgot about time until it was almost evening. When she went to the Qiu Ming Courtyard in the front yard to invite people for dinner, she couldn't find anyone. When she asked, she found out that she had taken the children to paint in some corner of the Chrysanthemum Garden.

Hearing that she was painting, Xie Yuxi became interested and accompanied Hang Shuheng to the garden to look for her.

By the time they found the person, Song Ning had just finished painting and hadn't even put away his painting supplies yet!

Xie Yuxi stared at the scene in the painting for a long time, with a rare flash of disbelief in his eyes.

"Sister-in-law, is this a painting you made?"

When Song Ning heard his voice, he realized they were here. He didn't know when they came over.

Seeing him asking, she smiled and said, "How is it? Is it okay?"

Xie Yuxi walked closer and looked at the painting carefully. It was so realistic.

Whether it is the blooming chrysanthemums or the three children sitting next to each other among the chrysanthemums with their mouths grinning, they are all like real people being included in the painting, as if they were injected with souls. As long as a spell is recited, they can jump out of the painting and play.

"It's incredible. I didn't expect that my sister-in-law's painting skills are so superb. Yuxi admires her."

Xie Yuxi bowed to Song Ning very sincerely. Her painting skills had exceeded his understanding of all the great painters in the world.

Even the painting by a reclusive master that he won in the poetry contest at Wangjiang Tower was not as shocking as the one before him.

He looked at Hang Shuheng silently. No wonder this man said at the beginning that he had no interest in the lottery and did not participate in the poetry competition. With such a talented artist at home, what kind of painting could catch his eye?

"Brother Shuheng, you know that I like Danqing, but you never thought of introducing me to my sister-in-law. You are so petty."

He could probably guess that Hang Shuheng had selfish motives and didn't want to bring such a stunningly handsome man like him around in front of his wife!

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