Chapter 248

It's a bit cold at night.

I've just had a meal and I'm still warm, but I don't feel cold.

Two people with ten fingers clasped, walked slowly along the road.

"Brother Zhining, I don't think grandma likes me, even though she is close." Sheng Jiaoyang looks at Shen Zhining and says.

"It doesn't matter. We'll go home the day after tomorrow."

Think about it. Sheng Jiaoyang didn't worry about it any more. Instead, she said, "I should give you some presents for Grandpa's birthday. What do you think is the best way for me to give them?"

"Does grandpa like painting?" Before Shen Zhining could answer, Sheng Jiaoyang asked again.

Shen Zhining stopped and looked at her. "You all feel their attitude. Why bother to prepare gifts?"

Sheng Jiaoyang raised his lips and smiled without a mustard: "they are your relatives. Whatever I do, I still have to do."

In fact, if you think about it, Ning xiaoruan and his parents are not bad in character, so the temperament of Ning Er Lao will not be bad. Even if they don't like her, they can at least maintain the attitude like today. That's enough. Anyway, Shen Zhining's surname is Shen rather than Ning.

"My birthday is coming, too." Suddenly I heard Shen Zhining say that.

She blinked, April 12th, as if it had been a few days.

"What gift are you going to give me?"

"Er Now that I tell you, there's no surprise? "

Shen Zhining was determined to look at her and suddenly showed her face: "OK, I'll wait for your surprise."

The light of the street lamp is not bright, but he smiles so gently that the whole person seems to be shining. The bright eyes make Sheng Jiaoyang unable to move his eyes.

All of a sudden, a cool wind came and Sheng Jiaoyang shivered. The night was still cool.

Shen Zhining reached out his hand and held her in his arms. "Let's go. Go back to have a rest."

Smelling his own breath, Sheng Jiaoyang felt warm in his heart.

Although Shen Zhining doesn't come often, the Ning family has always reserved a room for him. The room used to be his mother's and later became his.

Sheng Jiaoyang picks up the picture frame on the table. It's a family of three. It's made up of a very handsome Shen father, a beautiful and gentle Shen mother, and a little boy with a sunny smile. Naturally, this little boy is Shen Zhining.

"It's just a picture. Does it take so long?" A pair of hands were pasted up from behind and put around her waist.

"This is the first time I have seen them." She said they were referring to his parents, the young couple in the picture.

Although Sheng Jiaoyang's grandfather and Shen Zhining's grandfather are good friends, in fact, they were never met before Shen Zhining's parents had an accident.

Shen Zhining just hugged her and didn't speak. His eyes fell on the picture, a little dark.

Sheng Jiaoyang can detect his instant low mood without looking at his expression. She shifted the topic and said, "Zhining brother, I didn't expect you to have such a bright time."

"You mean," Shen Zhining pressed her ear, "I'm not cheerful now?"

Sheng Jiaoyang shrinks his neck and feels itchy. He looks askance at Shen Zhining: "can I tell the truth?"

"Do you want to lie?" Shen Zhining raises his eyebrows slightly.

Sheng Jiaoyang chuckles, probably because the intimate things have been done. When she faces him, she will not think about the past with a sense of distance. The whole person seems to be very relaxed, just like the cat who has been familiar with the owner, no longer with its paws on guard, and soft lying flat to expose her belly.

"I don't think you're going to be able to hook up with cheerful at all." She said in a jest.

"What do you think I am now?"

Think about it, Sheng Jiaoyang eyes slip a circle, rightfully said: "I can't say."

Shen Zhining chuckled, raised his hand to her chin, and approached: "it seems that you don't know me enough, we..."

"Cough!" There was a slight cough in the direction of the door.

I saw Ning xiaoruan holding the doorknob and standing at the door, looking at them awkwardly.

"It's not me peeping. Your door is not closed." Ning xiaoruan quickly explained.

"Please close the door, thank you." Shen Zhining drives people directly.

Ning xiaoruan, wearing a hair numbing scalp, said: "my parents asked me to ask you, tomorrow we will go to the hotel earlier to welcome guests, are you two going by yourself or with us?"

"Together." Shen Zhining's eyes light sweep past, still don't leave?

"That, what," Ning xiaoruan scratched his neck, "you rest. Don't make it too late. Good night." With that, he hurried to the door.

It's funny to see Ning xiaoruan and the mouse meet the cat. Ning xiaoruan must have been severely cleaned up by Shen Zhining before, otherwise he would not have been afraid of it.

"By the way, I haven't prepared my present. Brother Zhining, do you have any paper, ink, pen and inkstone?" Sheng Jiaoyang thought of another thing and hurriedly said."In the study."

"Then can you bring me a set?"

"Go straight to the study."

"Isn't that good?" Sheng Jiaoyang is hesitant. Places like study must not be allowed to enter at will.

"You are not an outsider."

Shen Zhining took her to the study.

As soon as he entered the study, Sheng Jiaoyang was attracted by the books full of two walls, which set off a very bookish atmosphere.

When Shen Zhining helped her lay out the brush, ink, paper and inkstone, he asked her, "no oil painting?"

"You don't have any oil painting materials. It takes time to buy them, and you have to air them for a while after painting. It's too late."

"Are you going to draw ink and wash?"

"Well, I think grandpa should like our local things better."

"When did you learn it?" Shen Zhining looked at her. In his impression, she did not learn ink painting.

"I went back to China to study. It's too short. I only learned a little. Maybe I'll make a fool of myself. However, it's my intention, and my grandfather should not throw it away? " Said Sheng Jiaoyang jokingly.

Shen Zhining smiled in his eyes. "If he wants to throw it away, it's just right. I can pick it up and treasure it."

It's a collection, not a collection Sheng scorching sun sips his mouth. He is very happy in his heart, like wiping honey.

Lay out the brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and grind the ink.

The sun at the desk converged all emotions and entered a state of concentration.

Ink painting is different from oil painting. Oil painting lies in the sense of color hierarchy and pays attention to reality. Because the whole picture only has black and white color, ink painting pays more attention to artistic conception.

Sheng Xiaoyang had a picture in her mind. After a moment of silence, she picked up the pen.

At the beginning of the pen, it was quite atmospheric, and the pen did not stop at all. When the pen went on, it directly drew a curve that almost diagonally crossed the whole drawing paper. Then I saw that she began to draw like clouds and flowing water, point ink, draw, change the pen and continue to point ink.

The white paper soon had an outline.

After finishing the details, a pine and cypress tree is proudly rooted in the paper.

Then, under the shade of the trees, there are many more figures. In front of the big pines and cypresses, these figures are very petite, but the whole picture is full of a sense of harmony.

After finishing the last stroke, Sheng Jiaoyang is about to put down the pen, but he hears Shen Zhining, who is waiting to help her to polish the ink, saying, "don't you sign?"

Sheng Jiaoyang stopped writing. She looked at Shen Zhining and saw that he was looking at her painting. Suddenly, she had fun and said, "I can't sign my name. Someone has spent a lot of money to seal my pen name."

At this point, she paused, raised her voice, and said, "and said that if you see my name again, you will call me life, no, such as death."

Shen Zhining's face stiffened. He almost forgot it.

Seeing his expression, Sheng Jiaoyang thought it was funny and said deliberately: "I'm afraid. I can't sign my name again later. I don't want to have another name. I just don't write anything."

"Are you blaming me?" Shen Zhining looks at her.

Sheng Jiaoyang lowered his head and said quietly, "how dare I?"

In case you are not happy, what should I do? She muttered.

"I heard it all." Shen Zhining has come from the side of the desk to Sheng Jiaoyang.

He took her face in both hands, looked at her directly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry to tell you about all the bad things I did at that time."

Originally, she was just talking and playing. Seeing him so serious, Sheng Jiaoyang was not used to it. She hurriedly said, "it's OK, everything is over, and you didn't recognize me at that time. It's normal to have such a reaction."

Shen Zhining was silent for a moment, his eyes were very deep, and his tone was very serious. "Now I think it's good that I didn't recognize you at that time."

"Why?" The sun is full of doubts.

Shen Zhining rubbed her cheek and took her outside. "Go back to the room and have a rest."

"Wait, you haven't told me why you didn't recognize me then."

"I'll let you know when I get your surprise gift."

"Hello, what can't be said?"

"Leave some suspense for you to prepare gifts for me."

The door of the study was closed, and everything in the room, together with the painting, was silent in the dark.

The next day, when eating breakfast, I felt the frequent look of the Lord. The sun lifted my eyes and met the look of the old man again.

"Grandpa, what can I do for you?" Sheng Jiaoyang is very close.

"I heard you can draw." Ning said.

"Well." Knowing that the old man was just using this as a quotation, Sheng Jiaoyang looked at him and listened carefully.

Ning Laozi coughed softly and asked, "you painted the paintings in the study?""You see that?" Sheng is a little surprised.

"Every morning, my grandfather goes into the study to read the meeting book," Shen said

Sheng Jiaoyang turned to look at him and thought to himself, since you all know, why didn't you remind me to put away the painting last night.

She then said to Mr. Ning, "Grandpa, this is my little care. It's not very good. I hope you don't dislike it."

"Well." It's better for the old man to answer.