There is Room For the Poor Daughter

"How about it, can it still look like it?"

Xiao Yeyang brought Daohua into the study, and then laid out the prepared portrait on the table.

Daohua walked over, looked at the portrait and nodded straight: "Like, it's too similar." After saying that, she looked up at Xiao Yeyang and praised, "Xiao Yeyang, your painting skills are getting better and better. "

Xiao Yeyang smiled: "If you think it's okay, then I'll draw it for you next time."

Thinking of her portrait still in the study box, Daohua shook her head: "No need." After speaking, she quickly changed the subject, "If you send this gift to my grandmother, she will definitely be happy. "

Xiao Yeyang didn't bother about Daohua's rejection. There will always be a chance when he comes to Japan. He smiled and said, "I'm relieved to hear you say that, but."

Daohua: "But what?"

Xiao Yeyang pointed at the portrait: "Don't you think this painting is too simple?"

Daohua looked at the portrait carefully: ".Only my grandmother is on the painting, it seems to be a little single. What should I do, add some scenery to it?"

Xiao Yeyang shook his head and refused: "If you painted a landscape, it would be a bit overwhelming. Well, isn't your handwriting pretty good, or else, would you inscribe some words on this portrait?"

Daohua pondered for a while and felt that this method was good: "Then what is the question?"

Xiao Yeyang smiled and said, "Whatever you want."

Daohua frowned: "You made this painting, why don't you write it together?"

Xiao Yeyang: "Why are you so lazy, you don't even want to think about writing some words for your grandmother."

Daohua: "It's not that you don't know, I've never been able to understand poetry. After I give this painting to my grandmother, it must be hung in the room. If the inscription on it is seen by the visiting guests, it will be laughed at."

Xiao Yeyang was silent for a moment: "Otherwise, you should think about it first, and after you think about it, I will moisten the pen for you? In this way, it can be regarded as your affection for the old lady."

Daohua thought for a while, then reluctantly said, "That's fine."

Xiao Yeyang smiled: "I'll grind the ink for you." After saying that, he grinded the ink by himself.

When Yan Wenxiu came back, he saw that the yard was quiet, and he called the maid: "The little prince and the third prince are gone?"

The maid shook her head: "No, they are still in the study."

When Yan Wenxiu heard this, he immediately walked towards the study. As soon as he approached, he heard the excited and cheerful voice of a young girl coming from the study.

"I won, third brother, willing to admit defeat, hurry up, take out your lottery!"

"Don't worry, I won't lose faith."

Hearing the voices of Zhou Jingwan and Yan Wentao, Yan Wenxiu showed surprise, and subconsciously lightened his steps, walked under the porch, and looked into the study through the glazed window.

Before the chess table, Yan Wentao and Zhou Jingwan were sitting in pairs. At this moment, Zhou Jingwan stretched out her right arm, while his third brother was putting a bracelet on the girl's fair wrist.

"Do you like it?" Yan Wentao looked at Zhou Jingwan nervously. This was the first time he had bought something for a girl, and he didn't know if it fit his liking.

Zhou Jingwan nodded with a smile, and shook the blood-red bracelet on her wrist: "I like it."

Yan Wentao's expression relaxed: "As long as you like it, this is a chicken blood stone bracelet. Master Wu said that chicken blood stone can bring good luck to people, prevent the disaster of blood light, and wear it on the body to protect the body."

Zhou Jingwan smiled and said, "I will always wear it."

Seeing the smirk on his third brother's face and Miss Zhou's shy and happy smile, Yan Wenxiu jumped up from his temples and whispered, "Why is Miss Zhou in my yard?"

Thinking that the little prince was also in his yard, Yan Wenxiu frowned and walked quickly to the door of the study. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Daohua and Xiao Yeyang standing in front of the desk.

Daohua was writing something with her pen, and Xiao Yeyang stood aside to brush the ink.

After writing the last word, Daohua put away the pen, and smiled at Xiao Yeyang with a relaxed and cheerful expression: "At last there was no mistake, you don't know how afraid I was that I didn't write it well, and this painting was ruined."

Xiao Yeyang smiled and said in a doting tone: "What's the matter, it's not worth your nervousness."

Daohua looked disapproving: "This is a gift you gave to your grandmother, of course I should pay attention to it."

Xiao Yeyang just wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eyes, he swept to Yan Wenxiu who was standing at the door, and suddenly said with a smile, "Wenxiu, why don't you come in?"

Yan Wenxiu regained his senses, forced a smile on his face, and walked into the study: "What are you doing?"

Seeing Yan Wenxiu, Daohua hurriedly waved: "Brother, come and have a look, this is a painting made by Xiao Yeyang for my grandmother, do you think it looks like it?"

Yan Wenxiu walked over and saw the portrait, his face suddenly showed a look of amazement: "I didn't expect the little prince to have such superb painting skills."

Hearing this, Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang in surprise.

This guy didn't tell the big brother that he can draw?

Xiao Yeyang ignored Daohua and said with a light smile, "It's just random learning in my spare time."

Daohua looked over and said speechlessly, "Xiao Yeyang, are you being modest, or are you boasting?"

Xiao Yeyang gave her a self-conceited look.

When Daohua saw it, she 'cut' and said, "Your face is thicker than that of a melon-seller."

Looking at the interaction between the two's eyebrows and eyes, Yan Wenxiu felt that his brain was a little dizzy and swollen.

When did the eldest sister and the little prince become so close?

When did the third brother actually fall in love with Sister Zhou?

"Brother, don't just look at the painting, but also look at the words I wrote."

Daohua's voice made Yan Wenxiu recover from his thoughts. Looking at the inscription on the portrait, he nodded: "Yes, it seems that you have practiced calligraphy well these years, and your writing is much better than before."

Saying that, he looked stunned.

"This is a gift from the little prince to grandmother. What words did you inscribe on it?"

Daohua: "Because the portrait is too simple, so I wrote the inscription on it."

Seeing that his sister didn't understand what he meant at all, Yan Wenxiu couldn't help but want to cover his head.

The gift that the little prince gave to his grandmother, but there is a little sister inscribed on it. Is this a gift from the little prince alone, or is it given by the two of them together?

If the two of them are sent together, what kind of name will it be?

Seeing that Yan Wenxiu's face was a little ugly, Xiao Yeyang touched his nose and asked with a smile, "Aren't you two roasting venison, why are you back?"

Yan Wenxiu looked at Xiao Yeyang, his face was not very good: "I'm here to invite the little prince over there."

Just as Xiao Yeyang wanted to refuse, Yan Wenxiu said again: "I think it would be boring for the little prince and the third brother to come here. Let's go there with me, and let's have some fun together."

As he said that, he looked at Daohua again and said with a stern face.

"Now that my cousin and sister Yunxi and Yunyan are in our house, why didn't you treat them well? Go back to the backyard with Sister Zhou."

Daohua wanted to say that Yihuan and the others were entertaining her, but she could see the stinky face of her eldest brother. The sensible one didn't reply, she called out Zhou Jingwan and left in a hurry.