After inheriting the family property, the identity of the vest boss can't be hidden

Chapter 69 He thought, it should be this vivid portrait at work
Nan Shu followed behind Qin Yin, facing the servants who bowed and bowed all the way with a calm expression.

With the status of the Bai family in the upper class circle of the imperial capital, it is not surprising that Nanshu has such a pomp.

This old house is very grand, and the area alone shows the extraordinary status of the Bai family.

Circular arches, man-made lakes, winding and secluded corridors, decorated with fluttering veils.

Every time you walk through two round arches, you can see a small flower bed with well-known and rare flowers and plants.

They entered from the main courtyard, and along the way, Nan Shu roughly figured out the structure of the Bai family's old house.

After walking for a few more minutes, Nan Shu heard a few zither sounds.

Passing through the bead curtain door, Nan Shu saw the woman sitting in the pavilion on the lotus pond at a glance.

The posture of playing the piano is very elegant, and the sitting posture is also dignified and noble.

There are still a few people in the booth.

The middle-aged man was sitting by the tea table making tea, surrounded by four old men and an old lady, and old man Qin was among them.

Another old lady stood in front of the mahogany painting table, drawing leisurely with an ink brush in one hand.

What a harmonious and loving family reunion picture.

A servant whispered, "Eldest Young Master is back, Young Master Qin and Miss Nan are here."

Nan Shu and Qin Yin followed Bai Youzhuo to the pavilion.

Bai Youzhuo said, "Grandpa, grandma, parents, I'm back."

Then he looked at the others with a decent smile, "Grandpa Gu, Grandma Gu, Grandpa Qin, and Grandpa Quan, long time no see. The four of you are still as healthy as ever."

Nan Shu didn't speak, and she didn't have a part to speak.

Her eyes fell on the rice paper, and the old lady was doing landscape painting.

It is obvious that the painter has studied systematically, and every stroke and ink is full of the artistic conception of time and tranquility.

Bai Zongsheng hummed, and caught a glimpse of Nan Shu from the corner of his eye.

Mr. Qin said with a smile, "This is my third child's girl, and also my granddaughter Nanshu. I have long wanted to bring her to meet you. It's not that my wife has just left, and there is no time for a formal meeting."

These words revealed a lot. Mr. Qin was still talking about Nan Shu's granddaughter before, and he seemed to really like this granddaughter.

Nan Shu smiled, not showing any embarrassment, but just stood there quietly, allowing the few people in the booth to look at her.

"I see you've been looking at the painting. It's still early. Are you interested in making one?"

Old Madam Bai painted the tip of the last lotus bone with a touch of light powder, put down the pen and turned her head to look at Nan Shu with a kind smile on her face.

Nan Shu pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay."

This made Mr. Qin, who was about to help, slightly taken aback. He was a little worried that his granddaughter could draw?
Blame him for being slow to speak, but seeing the calm expression on his grandson's face, Mr. Qin suppressed his worries.

Qin Yin has nothing to worry about. Thinking of Nanshu's versatility, since she said yes, she will definitely be able to paint.

After taking the teacup from Bai Zongsheng, Qin Yin took a leisurely sniff of the tea after thanking her.

Nan Shu walked to the painting table, looked at the ink in the inkstone, and then at the watercolor ink beside her.

The old lady Bai prepared a lot of painting tools, and it can be seen that the old lady usually enjoys painting.

There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and she asked, "What does the old lady want me to draw?"

Old Madam Bai became a little interested, she thought she was a girl with a coquettish appearance, but her kung fu of ink was enough to see that she really knew how to paint.

"You can paint whatever you want."

That's it.

Nan Shu picked up the writing brush, and the posture of holding the brush was really impressive, which made people know that she was an expert at a glance.

She looked at Qin Yin, then at Bai Youzhuo, and finally decided to use Bai Youzhuo as the portrait model.

Using his gaze to draw the other's eyebrows and eyes in detail, Bai Youzhuo, who was used to the focus, felt a little uncomfortable under the long silent stare.

At the next moment, Nan Shu dropped the brush in her hand.

A few strokes quickly appeared on the white rice paper, which were a pair of eyes.

Old Madam Bai became more interested, this is to paint her grandson!
She took the initiative to take over the work of studying ink, and while studying ink, she watched Nan Shu seriously paint.

The sound of the piano is accompanied by a few, and the fragrance of tea is occasionally elegant.

Only the pretty girl holding the writing brush, with the corners of her lips curled up, glanced at the man sitting opposite.

Nan Shu drew this painting very seriously, the more she drew to the end, the more satisfied she was.

Bai Youzhuo is really a qualified portrait model.

"All right."

She blew on the tip of the brush, and looked at the man on the rice paper with satisfaction, "I haven't drawn for a long time, my hands are a little raw."

The old lady Bai sighed, this is called hands-on?

Just this charm, just this painter, they are a hundred times better than those packaged painters outside.

The old lady Bai sighed with emotion and admiration, "The painting is very good!"

"Old man Qin, it's your fault. He brought it back for so long and didn't introduce it to us."

After a pause, Mrs. Bai smiled and took Nan Shu's hand, "Son, don't call me old lady, call me grandma from now on."

This is what the old lady likes.

Bai Zongsheng was also a little curious now, what kind of painting did he paint that made the old mother accept her so easily?

When he got up and came to the painting table, Bai Zongsheng saw the person in the painting.

The light in his eyes suddenly flashed, vivid and vivid!
This painter is comparable to a master.

But Nan Shu said, "I'd better call you old lady, my name is Nan Shu."

Even Yu Mengjun couldn't sit still anymore, she got up and came over to study the painting carefully.

His expression was not obvious, but he was surprised and subtle in his heart.

As early as when there were rumors, Yu Mengjun just listened to them as if he was a rich man.

The Qin family, Qin San really wanted to bring him back, and sooner or later he would see this child on a formal occasion.

When I saw her today, Nan Shu was very beautiful. In her opinion, she had a coquettish and bright appearance.

Especially those beautiful dark eyes, with a sharp and rational brilliance, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, which is seductive and unknowingly.

Yu Mengjun doesn't like women with this kind of appearance very much, she is too coquettish and bright, like those fox spirits outside.

However, this hand-painted artist can calmly paint with meticulous care, but his mind is completely different from his appearance.

Mrs. Gu smiled and praised, "Nan Shu? What a good name, as soon as you hear this name, you know that you are a good and well-behaved child."

It can be seen that her first impression of Nan Shu is also very good.

At this moment, Nan Shu was already holding Nan Shu's hand and sat down beside her. Mrs. Bai also came over to her, and together they began to inquire about her household registration.

"I'm 18 years old, and I have a wide range of hobbies."

How is mother?

Nan Shu also thought about Ms. Nan's upcoming motherhood, so she put on a flattering smile, "She is in good health, and Mrs. Lao is worried about her."

studies?

"Freshman from HKUST, Department of Physics."

After learning the basic information, Mrs. Bai was a little surprised, "How long have you been practicing hand-painting?"

"I learned it in my freshman year of high school."

As early as when the three of them were chatting, Bai Youzhuo had already got up to look at the painting based on him.

It is undeniable that he was indeed amazed.

Nan Shu drew him very seriously, with a high degree of resemblance, and one could tell at a glance that the person in the painting was him.

Because of those eyes, they are particularly expressive.

In the painting, his eyes are indifferent and cold, but they are faintly sharp like ice.

At this moment, when Bai Youzhuo heard these words, the apex of his heart was inexplicably touched.

He thought, it should be this vivid portrait that caused the trouble.

Then he felt Qin Yin's ice-hardened knife staring at him undisguisedly.

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(End of this chapter)