a little painter

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People at that time were good at writing, started to write and ink, and thought they were romantic.In a private room on the second floor, several scholars were discussing a poem loudly.If Chu Hui were here, he would find that those scholars were talking about the Peach Blossom Temple song in her painting, but only the first half of it.

"Mr. Li, do you know who wrote this poem? If someone in my generation can write such a poem, someone in my generation should mention it."

The Luo family is a merchant in the cloth business. In the past two years, the business has been getting better and better. It is all because Master Na Luo is a businessman, but he cares about the people. That's why he gradually gained the title of Luo Dashan.

But in this era where everything is low-grade and only students are high-ranking, the status of businessmen is extremely low, so the two sons of the Luo Mansion, one is in business and the other is in literature. This Luo Zhen lived up to everyone's expectations. He is a scholar, and he is generous, and he is almost obsessed with poetry.

So after hearing the half-peach blossom poem in Li Feng's mouth, he couldn't help but ask about the source.

"Brother Luo, I don't know this poem. I passed by that day under the bridge and listened to people recite it in the daytime. I just came across a few lines. It is said that the person who wrote this poem was a recluse. You don't have to worry about it. Although people can't see her, her disciples often set up an art booth under the bridge that day, so let's go find it together tomorrow."

Li Feng cupped his hands respectfully, but he was contemptuous in his heart. He was originally a poor scholar, and he was a scholar in the same discipline as Luo Zhen, but his ranking was ranked behind this person. He knew that Mr. Luo was good at poetry, so he often voted for it. What he likes, and slowly making friends with him, is the only way to linger in this Spring Breeze House with all the children of the rich family every day, and live a richer life, and someone will pay for his life, so he doesn't have to go back to his poor and humble home. Why not do it.

On the second day, when the two arrived under the overpass, they found that the little artist hadn't come. Li Feng looked regretful: "It seems that we have no chance with that poem. Brother Luo, let's go back first. Mr. Liang and the others should wait." Anxious"

Luo Zhen thought of the peach blossom poem that only had the first half, and felt as if an ant had been bitten in his heart. He was bitten and itched until he saw the second half. place"

Someone here is working hard to find Chu Hui, but there is Chu Hui in the small courtyard over there.

Chu Hui, who hadn't slept all night, got up to light a fire and cook before the sun rose. Although Liu's mother was cooking for the past few days, the Liu family who has been pampered and pampered for so many years, was not proficient in cooking. I lost most of it, so the rice I made really has nothing to do with delicious food.

After the simple porridge and side dishes were ready, Chu Hui took a wooden basin and sat by the well. In autumn, I found that the cold here is even worse. What is autumn? It’s winter, okay? The winter in the south is not as cold as the bitter autumn wind here. I feel my cheeks are almost numb after a while.

Who said that the winter in the south is s-hi cold with magic attacks, and the physical attacks in the north are not inferior at all, okay? Standing in the cold wind in the early morning for a while, I feel that my ears are about to be cut off.

"Holding the steamed bread in my hand, there is not a drop of oil in the dish..." She sang sadly while washing the clothes in her hand.

The door behind him was pushed open from the inside, and Chu turned around: "Ziqing, the food is in the pot, you and auntie can eat first, I'll be ready in a while"

After finishing the words, the person who was supposed to go to the kitchen walked straight towards her: "Brother Chu"

Liu Zi pursed her lips lightly, and continued, "From now on, let me do the rough work."

Chu Hui glanced at the entangled clothes in the tub, and was about to agree but changed his words again: "Okay...ah no need, Ziqing, you go to eat quickly, I can do it myself." How should she explain that weirdness? The chest cloth, as expected, is asking for trouble.

Liu Ziqing didn't insist anymore. After all, it was too embarrassing to take the initiative to wash a man's clothes. She just saw that Chu Hui was in a bad mood yesterday, so she found an excuse to talk to him. Now it seems that this man has nothing to worry about. , she was relieved.

After breakfast, seeing Chu Hui who was still sitting at the table in a daze, Liu Ziqing felt a little worried again, and she asked tentatively, "Brother Chu, won't you go out today?"

Chu Hui came back to his senses: "Huh? I won't go today. I passed by Uncle Zhou's house yesterday and made an appointment with him to go hunting in the mountains."

Selling paintings is no longer feasible. I can’t go to the dark on the same road. I have been penniless for several days in a row. Chu Hui is already thinking about finding another way to make a living. The cold winter is coming. If you are lucky, you can hunt some prey and come back. Let’s pass it first Let's talk about it this winter.

Liu Zi lightly lowered her head, clutching the only financial item in her hand. When the house was ransacked, she and her mother left behind nothing but this jade pendant that she wore next to her body: "If you pawn it, it will last for a while." , the mountains are dangerous, Brother Chu, don’t go now.”

Chu Hui raised her head and looked at Liu Ziqing. After a while, she bit the corner of her mouth and turned her head: "Ziqing...I...I will find another way, I..."

Before the words were finished, the woman beside her had already got up, and she could approach Chu Hui in a short distance. Forget it, anyway, don’t let yourself take risks, you can live a good life if you are a good person, right?”

The woman in front of her looked over with burning eyes, and Chu Hui seemed to feel something called moving in his chest, warm and warm: "Ziqing, I will be careful."

Not long after, Uncle Zhou's son Zhou Yao came to look for Chu Hui and went up the mountain. Liu Ziqing didn't speak, and didn't even go out to give Chu Hui a look.

Chu Hui looked at Aunt Zhou and Zhou Feier sending Uncle Zhou and his son out with thousands of instructions. Comparing the two sides, there is no harm if there is no comparison. Then think about when he was going out, there was no dog behind him to see him off, let alone hear him. With just a few words of advice, it is true that all the emotions and worries are imagined by myself.

There is no time in the mountains, and the ancients do not deceive me. Chu Hui was in the forest full of dead branches and leaves. Before he finished sighing, Uncle Zhou and his son had already started eating lunch. Not one s_h_è came out yet.

Zhou Yao looked at Chu Hui who looked like a fool, and thought to himself like a nerd: "Brother Chu didn't prepare to eat, but fortunately, my sister asked me to bring an extra one. Come and eat together, and I will starve to death later."

If you go up the mountain without feeling it, if you stay in the mountain for a while, you will know the taste of hunger after exhausting your energy.

"Chu Dalang, don't meet outsiders. My mother-in-law knows that you have entered the mountain for the first time, so she probably has no experience. She has already prepared food for you. Don't worry, these living things will be hidden when it gets cold. Let's go deeper, and it will be hunting time in the second half of the day." Seeing Chu Hui's depressed expression, Uncle Zhou comforted him.

Chu Hui took the water bag and pancakes in embarrassment, thinking that he could catch prey just by going into the mountains. He never thought that he would spend a whole day in the mountains, let alone walk such a long mountain road. It was because they bothered others to take care of them, so they felt a little embarrassed unconsciously. Fortunately, Zhou and his son didn't talk much, so the three of them simply ate something and then hurried on their way again.