Department of Painting Shenhao

Chapter 9

Qin City is an inland city, but the Binhai next door is a seaside tourist city, and typhoons often enter the city during the rainy season.

Lin Xian was very calm, giving Gu Qingxia the impression that he was a "boy chasing the wind", but you are chasing a typhoon, brother.

"Yes, I often ride home in the rain, but today's rain is indeed a bit heavy. If you lend me a raincoat, it shouldn't be a big problem for me to ride slowly."

The young man always rushes forward without fear.

"Are you right? Is it not a big problem?"

This younger brother really doesn't know anything about big trucks.

On the issue of safety, it is necessary to chat with him.

Gu Qingxia took a second to express the stern tone of a sister teaching a younger brother: "When you came in the morning, I wanted to say that you didn't wear a helmet, and now you have to ride a bicycle in the typhoon, brother, you are joking with your life do you know?"

Even if they met by chance, Gu Qingxia had to educate him, take a step back and say that Lin Xian was painting at her house, and if something happened to her, she would have to take responsibility.

At this time, the wind was raging, the rain was pouring, and the sky was much darker.

The skirts of the tourists who were walking against the wind outside the yard were blown up by the strong wind.

Lin Xian was quite helpless, not knowing how to leave.

"Hello..." Gu Qingxia dialed a phone, "Uncle Gao, are you going to pick up Aunt Liu from get off work in the city today... That's great... My brother who helps my family with painting is also going back, so you can give him a ride when the time comes …Um…Okay, thank you Uncle Gao, bye.”

After hanging up the phone, Gu Qingxia leaned on the long table with her arms folded, and said, "It's raining so much, it's not safe to ride a bicycle. At 07:30, Uncle Gao from the same village is going to the city to pick up his wife from get off work. He will give you a ride then, you Do you have any comments?"

"No comment."

How could Lin Xian have any objection to the tone of this domineering sister's teaching her younger brother?
Besides, it's not that Lin Xian really doesn't take life seriously. It's naturally safer to hitch a ride back home than to ride a bicycle in the rain.

"It's fine if you don't have an opinion. You're tired after painting all afternoon. Sit down and rest for a while. I'll cook."

"Do you need help?"

"If you feel embarrassed, help me light the fire."

"Ok."

Heavy rain pattered from the eaves.

Lin Xian was about to rush to the kitchen in the rain, but Gu Qingxia stopped him.

"Oh, what are you rushing for? You have an umbrella."

"It's okay, just a few steps, I'll just rush over."

"No."

Gu Qingxia from the elder sister's department would care about getting caught in the rain and catching a cold, so she had to hold an umbrella when it rained.

Lin Xian felt that it was troublesome, there was really no need, it was so cool to rush over, it was just a shower, and it would be fine if he flicked the water from his hair.

Girls only care about safety.

Boys only care about whether they are happy or not.

Gu Qingxia brought her homemade oiled paper umbrella.

"You did it?"

"correct."

"Sister Qingxia, you are really a talented woman."

"What kind of talented women are not talented women are just some rough jobs."

Many of the daily necessities in the tea shed were restored by Gu Qingxia referring to ancient books. It can be said that she is really free, but the restored objects are really beautiful, such as this light blue oiled paper umbrella. The rain is continuous, and the impulse to walk on the Broken Bridge of the West Lake.

It's not that Huaxia doesn't have luxury goods, but they can't afford them.

All are handicrafts with cumbersome processes.

And Gu Qingxia's feeling for Lin Xian is - very real, not pretending.

It seems gentle and watery, but in fact it is domineering.

One moment everyone was playing needlework like a ladylike lady, and the next moment she was holding up the hem of her skirt and running "cuckoo" to catch the old hen.

Quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit.

This woman is dead.

"Stand in a little bit."

Lin Xian moved closer, exposing half of his shoulders.

Gu Qingxia smiled, and felt that this younger brother was quite shy, so she took the oil-paper umbrella and took a step closer to him. Gu Qingxia's fair shoulders seemed to be close to Lin Xian's shoulders, and she could feel her delicate skin.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

The two people under the oil-paper umbrella walked out of the tea shed and went to the kitchen.

The raindrops dripped into the mud, forming large and small circles, reflecting this young lady holding an oil-paper umbrella.

There is a feeling that the sky is waiting for misty rain and I am waiting for you.

The national style is very beautiful.

"I have painted so many paintings, but I haven't painted one with a national style theme."

Lin Xian turned his head to look at Miss Guofeng under the umbrella.

"If you have a chance, you can draw a picture. I'll give you more publicity. Come here, there are puddles."

Lu Qingxia held Lin Xian's arm and pulled him closer.

Like a sister taking care of a younger brother.

Hmm... that feels pretty good.

……

The oil-paper umbrella was placed at the door of the kitchen to drip water, and a little smoke rose from the rain curtain.

In the kitchen, Lin Xian stuffed firewood into the earthen stove, then lowered his head to play with his mobile phone and read novels.

Besides painting, Lin Xian's greatest pleasure is reading novels.

Lin Xian never read Shenhao's novels before, and felt that he had no sense of substitution, but now he likes to read Shenhao's novels, and he feels full of substitution.

He wanted to see how the gods in the novel spent their money, so as to lay the foundation for his own spending in the future.

Randomly flipped through a few of them, uh...and found that there are three fixed elements: [Tomson Yipin], [Lamborghini Poison], [All consumption is paid by xxx].

"Lin Xian...Lin Xian...Lin Xian."

Gu Qingxia was wearing a skirt, standing by the stove, watching Lin Xian staring at the phone for fun.

Lin Xian came back to his senses and raised his head: "What's wrong?"

"The fire is gone."

"Immediately." Lin Xian hurriedly stuffed a few more firewood into it, crackling and burning, holding the tongs in one hand and the phone in the other, fascinated.

The heavy rain prevented the return.

Lin Xian lit the fire, and Gu Qingxia cooked, and the meal was quickly prepared, and the two ate in the living room.

"Sister Qingxia, your cooking is so delicious, your boyfriend should like it very much."

"No boyfriend, just a single dog."

"Really? You are beautiful and talented, how can you not have a boyfriend?"

Gu Qingxia looked at the surprised Lin Xian opposite, and said: "You are also handsome and talented, there are so many girls adding you on WeChat every day, why don't you have a girlfriend?"

It was the nth time that Gu Qingxia mentioned the matter of girls adding him on WeChat.

"I do know a lot of beautiful girls, but I don't like the type."

It is a fact that Lin Xian from the Department of Painting knows a lot of beautiful ladies. There is no need to cover up. If he did cover up, Gu Qingxia would not expose his lies, but would only think that he is fake and scum—because the coverup is to cover up some relationship between men and women , so as to establish a good image of being single in front of girls, all in order to make girls feel good about him.

At this time, Lin Xian was frank and did not hide anything, but instead gave Gu Qingxia a lot of goodwill.

"What type do you like?" Gu Qingxia asked with a smile.

"Hmm..." Lin Xian thought for a while, and said seriously: "I didn't know before, but after seeing you today, Sister Qingxia, I found that the young ladies of the national style department are pretty good, and they are as good as girls with other styles nowadays. It's different, if I'm looking for a girlfriend, I'd like to find a country-style girlfriend like you."

Gu Qingxia held her chopsticks in her mouth, looked at Lin Xian with flickering beautiful eyes, sure that he was not trying to hint at herself, but that a younger brother like him suddenly met a young lady of the national style, and suddenly wanted to have it on a whim?
Make a girlfriend when you find a fun toy and want one.

Huh... Sure enough, this kind of high school student who just graduated is still too childish, and treats making girlfriends as a trifling matter.

"Hiss...why are you stepping on me?"

Lin Xian felt a pain in the back of his foot, but it was Gu Qingxia who suddenly stepped on him under the table.

Gu Qingxia put down her chopsticks and leaned back on the chair.

"How can Lin Xian find a good type of girlfriend when he makes a girlfriend, so he wants one. Your current idea is like a novelty toy that your younger brother suddenly likes. You have it on a whim, and throw it away when you get tired of it. This is not acceptable. oh."

Gu Qingxia was already tactfully advising him on how to deal with his girlfriends, or else in his state, how many girls he would hurt in the future, and how many girls' youth he would become.

If Lin Xian was Gu Qingxia's real younger brother, based on what he said just now, heh... Gu Qingxia would have pressed his younger brother on the sofa long ago, smothering him to death with his ass.

(End of this chapter)