An Xia's paintings

Lin Anxia asked Qin Ruihe curiously: "Master promised us to visit the flower and bird market together, why can't we agree?"

Qin Rui and secretly said that there is nothing wrong with visiting the flower and bird market itself, but it is not a wonderful thing to be stared at by all the vendors.

Qin Ruihe thought in his heart, a child who has never been out of the house very often, is forced to bear the malice from the world if he rarely goes out to play, won't it really cause him a psychological shadow?

but......

"Have you never been to the flower and bird market? Mr. Lin has never taken you out?"

Qin Ruihe asked out the doubts in his heart. He could clearly feel that Lin Anxia's social circle was very narrow, but he never thought that he had never even heard of the "Flower and Bird Market".

Lin Anxia pouted, and called Xuesong to come over and hug her in her arms: "It's not that I haven't been out before, when my father goes to collect wind, he will always bring me with him..."

Qin Ruihe raised his head and asked, "Where does Mr. Lin usually go to collect music?"

Lin Anxia said: "Usually I go to parks, mountains, or go fishing by the sea, and occasionally go abroad."

Qin Ruihe asked again: "Did Mr. Lin never take you to a crowded place?"

"A place with a lot of people?" Lin Anxia thought for a while: "There are a lot of people on the street, but I'm always sitting in my dad's car. Oh, by the way, we've been to the zoo and seen lambs giving birth."

Qin Ruihe nodded: "That's not bad, Mr. Lin didn't completely isolate you from the crowd."

"However, lambs are born in the nursery." Lin Anxia added.

Qin Rui and Wuli: "That is to say, even if you went to the zoo, you still haven't had much contact with people?"

Lin Anxia was puzzled: "Didn't I say that? I have been to the street, and there are many people on the street."

"I know." Qin Ruihe answered absent-mindedly, and asked again: "Although you know how to go to the park, you haven't had the experience of riding bumper cars with children, have you?"

As expected, Lin Anxia shook her head.

Qin Ruihe couldn't understand Lin Xici's intentions. Obviously Lin Anxia didn't resist contact with the crowd, so why did Lin Xici isolate him from the crowd?

"By the way." Lin Anxia recalled her initial question: "You haven't told me yet, why didn't you let me promise Shigong to accompany him to the flower and bird market?"

Qin Ruihe scratched Lin Anxia's nose: "Hmph, you'll know when the time comes."

The next day, when Lin Anxia led Xuesong, together with Song Shiyuan and Qin Ruihe, to the hollow iron gate of the flower and bird market, he suddenly understood the deep meaning of Qin Ruihe's words yesterday.

As soon as the three of them walked to the gate, the orchid vendor on the outermost side showed a very disgusted expression when he saw Mr. Song.Then, as if they had agreed, the others "give attention" to the three of them.

Lin Anxia trembled subconsciously, and looked at Qin Ruihe in surprise.

In Lin Anxia's view, Song Shiyuan should always be a person worthy of respect. When countless people mentioned Song Shiyuan, they undoubtedly did not have a respectful attitude, but now...he found that his master seemed to be I was really hated, as if I was hated even with him, obviously it was his first time here today.

Therefore, Lin Anxia threw the question to Qin Ruihe.

Qin Ruihe remained silent, but raised his chin to let him look at Song Shiyuan.

Song Shiyuan was unaware of the emotional changes of the vendors, starting from the vendor who first cast a contemptuous look at him, he commented on his orchids.

"Clivia is difficult to bloom. If you violate its own characteristics and force it to bloom, the color and luster will drop to an unknown level. Take this pot as an example. The flower color should be light yellow, but because it violates the growth Regular, but pale, a little sick, absolutely not top-grade."

The customer who was about to buy this pot of Clivia, saw Song Shiyuan's rhetoric from the beginning, and asked, "Old man, do you think you are an expert? Is this potted flower not good?"

Lin Anxia swears that just as the customer finished speaking, he saw the orchid seller with a ferocious expression on his face that wanted to eat people.

Song Shiyuan stroked his big white beard and shook his head: "If you buy it back and take it back and grow it within half a month, you should be thankful. The real top-grade Clivia belongs to Chang Cui."

When the customer heard this, he suddenly felt that the flower in his hand looked sick. It didn't have the upright character that Clivia should have, so he planned to put down the flowerpot in his hand.

Lin Anxia wanted to step forward to stop her, but as soon as she left, she was stopped by Qin Ruihe, who had been keeping quiet all along.

joke!Apart from calligraphy and painting, this is the biggest hobby of my grandfather. If he can't let him talk about it to his heart's content, he might have to make some fools out of it.His grandfather is getting old, and sometimes his personality is like a child's.When he accompanied his grandfather to the flower and bird market for the first time, he was still young, and he was really young and ignorant. He didn't understand this truth, so he stopped his grandfather from making a long speech. After returning, he suffered a lot and failed to live in the flower and bird market Song Shiyuan, who had a great time, actually asked him to copy "Jiayou Ji" again, and even used a brush!

From then on, Qin Ruihe suddenly had a deeper understanding of his grandfather, and now it is also necessary to take care of the child who does not know the world.

Lin Anxia whispered: "If you don't stop Shigong, that peddler's eyes will burst into flames."

Qin Ruihe calmly comforted him: "Just relax, Grandpa has his own measure."

Sure enough, just after the customer gave up the pot of flowers he had originally chosen, Song Shiyuan held up another pot and put it in the corner, but it didn't bloom, and said, "If this gentleman really likes growing flowers, you might as well choose this one." Pot. If I'm not mistaken, that pot is a rare complex color Clivia, if it can be cultivated well, once it blooms, it will be admired by others."

The customer really accepted Song Shiyuan's argument, and instead bought the potted flower in the corner from the vendor.

Because all the flowers are marked with a price, and the vendor is not a flower-savvy one. Seeing that the pot of multi-color Clivia has not bloomed, and there is no special feature, he is afraid that it will not sell, so he lowered the price when he marked it.

After hearing what Song Shiyuan said, he had no choice but to sell the potted flower to that customer at a low price.

Lin Anxia noticed that although the peddler's face was not completely clear, it looked much better than before.

He asked Qin Ruihe: "Shigong made him lose money, but he doesn't seem very angry. Why?"

Qin Ruihe explained: "Because he almost couldn't make money because of his grandfather before! It is precisely because of this premise that the current situation is not ideal, but with comparison, people know that they are content."

Lin Anxia laughed: "You can tell so much about such a small matter."

Qin Ruihe raised his chin proudly: "You are good at the theory of painting, but the theory of human heart...you have to learn from me."

Lin Anxia said perfunctorily, "Yes, you are really amazing."

At this time, Xue Song, who was staying quietly aside, suddenly seemed to be attracted by something, and dragged Lin Anxia forward.

Two or thirty meters ahead of the left side of this road, there is a small stall that is relatively inconspicuous compared to other stalls. The stall owner is a little girl who looks only twelve or thirteen years old.

Her stall looked a little crude, with only a thin piece of plastic paper on which were placed a few lovely pots of sunflowers, and red and yellow jokes were crowded together, very bright.

Xue Song dragged Lin Anxia to the stall, sniffing around these pots of sunflowers very excitedly.

"Your dog looks so cute." Lin Anxia heard the little girl say that.

At this time, Qin Ruihe who was at the side answered, "He will only be happy if you praise him for being handsome!"

Xue Song seemed to agree with Qin Ruihe's words very much, staring at the little girl who was the owner of the stall, staring at the little stall owner with her round dark eyes and tilting her head.

The little girl was taken aback by its cute appearance, raised her hand timidly, and touched Xuesong's head: "You are so handsome."

"Wang!"

"Cedar is really glad you praised it so much." Lin Anxia said.

The little girl looked up at Lin Anxia, ​​and found that the person talking to him was a handsome young man, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Just lowering her head and being shy, she saw that the cedar, which was still sniffing in front of the sunflower, actually bit off a large one of the good sunflower.

"Ah! It ate my flowers." The little girl exclaimed.

Lin Anxia hurriedly reprimanded: "Xedong! Stop!"

Obviously, it was too late.The originally full-grown sunflower was bitten out with a big hole in the middle...

Qin Ruihe was stunned after looking at it, Lin Anxia didn't know what to do, and smiled: "It seems that Xuesong really likes these flowers, otherwise we'll just buy them all, and the rest will be treated as flowers." Is it compensation for the little girl?"

After hearing this, the little girl quickly waved her hand: "No, no, I like it very much, and I don't mind if it eats my flowers."

"I want it!" Lin Anxia, ​​who came back to his senses, said firmly, "My dog ​​ate your flowers, so I should buy them all."

Lin Anxia made a gesture to take out her wallet, but was surprised to find that her wallet was gone.

"My wallet is missing?!"

Lin Anxia looked at Qin Ruihe in panic: "My wallet is gone... I put it in my pocket, but now it's gone, what should I do?"

Qin Ruihe said solemnly: "So, I told you from the beginning, don't put your wallet in your pocket, and pay attention to keeping your finances in places with many people. You just don't listen, okay now?"

Lin Anxia lowered her head in distress, grabbed the hem of her clothes in bewilderment, and looked at the cedar squatting on the ground looking at him.

"What should I do?"

Qin Rui said calmly and calmly: "If you don't listen to me, will you dare to do it next time?"

Lin An Xia Baba said: "I dare not. But what should I do now? I lost all my money."

Qin Ruihe seemed to have seen enough of Lin Anxia's funny little appearance, so he burst out laughing, and took out a wallet from behind, which was obviously Lin Anxia's.

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updated.Thanks to the two little angels, Vivian and Saya, for their encouragement to the author!What's the matter~~~~~ [Every time I see someone leave a message to the author, the author will be as excited as if he had been beaten.