After making a phone call, Fang Yi took his niece and continued to spin around. Fang Yi couldn't feel the excitement of Xiao Tong and Xiao Tao. He looked at Master Fang who was now holding an ice cream bucket in his hand and licking it.
He said that listening to his little niece chattering non-stop in a childish voice made me happier than the phone call just now.
The two nephews walked around the square, and not only the raindrops but also Fang Yi felt full. The sun was setting in the west, and the orange-red sunlight shone on the two figures, one large and one small. From time to time, the small figure still appeared
Stretching their shapes, the two walked towards home.
After returning home, I naturally had a good sleep. The next day, I and Xiao Yudian enjoyed the breakfast cooked by my mother, Yu Qin, and then my nephew and uncle set off together in the direction of the Painter Village.
Arriving at the door of the studio, Fang Yi didn't even believe it was his studio when he got out of the car. Green loofah vines actually climbed up the wall. The yellow loofah flowers were blooming quite luxuriantly. Some long loofahs of different sizes were hung on the wall.
Under the reed poles, stars and morning dew hang, alluringly green and tender.
Raindrops was not in the mood of my uncle. As soon as he got off the car, he ran towards the door. He ran to the door, patted the door and shouted inside: "Grandpa and grandma!".
"Coming, coming!" I heard the shouts of raindrops, and immediately my aunt's voice came from the courtyard.
As soon as the door opened, Liu Tinghuo saw his nephew and granddaughter standing at the door, and immediately said with a happy face: "Come in!".
However, someone didn't seem to welcome Fang Yi and immediately started barking in the courtyard.
"What's it called!" After Liu Tingzhi scolded him, the dog stopped barking and looked at Fang Yi with its two dog eyes. It was as if it was guarding against a thief, guarding Fang Yi, a stranger.
"Where's uncle?" Fang Yi looked at it and asked his aunt.
"Your uncle either went to your teacher's house or to Lao Zhang's house, or to old man Liu Yuchan's house. Anyway, these old men have something to do all day long!" Liu Tingzhi said with a smile.
After hearing this, Fang Yi thought for a moment: "Then I'll go to the teacher's house and have a look around first. I'll give the gifts to them as well." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the car.
Liu Tingzhi looked at his nephew and said with a smile: "You are driving to a place just a few steps away? People are too lazy!".
"I don't want to drive. There are still gifts in the car." Fang Yi smiled and opened the car door.
The car stopped at the entrance of Mr. Zhang Chenglin's yard. Fang Yi had just gotten out of the car, carrying a box of golden eagle feathers. As soon as he closed the car door, he heard his teacher's voice coming from the yard.
"Lao Zhang, why are you becoming less authentic as you get older? You said you have ruined a game of chess several times, are you still a bit of a gentleman?" Liu Hongshuo's voice was so loud that Fang Yi heard it outside the hospital.
Smiling, he walked to the door. Fang Yi knocked lightly on the door and heard Mr. Zhang Chenglin's words coming from inside: "The door is not closed, come in!".
After opening the door, Fang Yi saw his uncle, his teacher, Liu Yuchan and Zhang Chenglin sitting under the big tree in the courtyard, playing chess and watching the game.
Seeing his uncle's appearance, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile inwardly. Now Fang Guozhong has the aura of being in charge of one side in the past. He is completely an ordinary little old man. He is holding a coffee can turned into a water cup in his hand, and it is still
If I eat a large brown coffee can, I'm afraid even a whole pot of water won't be enough to hold two of these cans.
Now he is holding a can lid and water in one hand and holding a cup while drinking and watching chess. Such cups seem to have become standard equipment for four people, one for each person. I saw that my uncle looked good, his face was rosy, and he was wearing a uniform.
A white cotton loose Tai Chi suit. Seeing his uncle like this, Fang Yi felt greatly relieved.
"Xiaoyi? Come quickly!"
"Xiao Fang Yi, here you go!"
"Fang Yi. Here he comes!".
Seeing that Mr. Liu Yuchan was also there, Fang Yi had to get back to the car. He also picked up the portion prepared for Mr. Liu Yuchan. He walked into the courtyard with two boxes of wine and held the wooden box in his hand.
Put it on the ground: "I heard the teacher's voice in the yard!".
"No more moves!" Zhang Chenglin threw a few black chess pieces in his hand onto the chessboard, and the chess pieces immediately messed up the rest of the chess pieces.
"The old man not only regretted his chess but also learned how to cheat." Liu Hongshuo was dissatisfied and threw the white chess piece in his hand on the chessboard.
Zhang Chenglin looked at the wine box that Fang Yi put down and said, "Little Fang Yi, this is for me, right?" He looked at Fang Yi and nodded and said, "This kid is sensible!".
Fang Yi also handed another box to Mr. Liu Yuchan: "I was going to send it to your home, but since you are here, I will take it with you."
"Then I'm not polite." Liu Yuchan took the wine box, looked at it, and put it aside.
"How many days will you be back this time? When will you leave?" Liu Hongshuo looked at his disciple with eyes full of kindness. He could not hide his love for him, not to mention that the old man was not prepared to hide it.
"I'm leaving in two days. I have other things to do over there. I have to attend Carson's art exhibition, and I need to repaint two works. It's so sudden to come back this time." Fang Yi pulled up a small bench to sit on.
Arriving at the four people's side.
Liu Hongshuo sighed after hearing this.
Fang Yi sat down and listened to the four old people's questions, some about painting and some about life. Fang Yi answered them all truthfully. The old people's questions were not utilitarian at all.
He is a person who has lived for decades. In the past, he was either an official or a master. He has nothing to ask for from a junior like Fang Yi. He just wants to talk about his family life.
After chatting for half an hour, Liu Hongshuo stood up, and Fang Yi also stood up with the teacher and walked towards the door.
"How are you, little boy?" Liu Hongshuo put his hands behind his back, looked up at the road and asked his disciple about his disciple.
"The little guy is digging around now. He can already call people, and the sound of the call is very clear. Master can also call," Fang Yi said happily, half a body behind the teacher, holding two boxes of wine in his hand.
Liu Hongshuo smiled slightly after hearing this: "Looking at that little appearance, he looks like a naughty boy. Your wife has told you this many times."
"Master, if you have time, please come to my place and play more," Fang Yi said with a smile.
For Li Minghua, when she married Liu Hongshuo, Liu Hongshuo's daughter was too big and they couldn't talk to each other. Although the relationship between the stepmother and stepdaughter was good, it was not that harmonious. For Fang Yi,
On the contrary, my husband's disciple loves me even more. Now that I have a little disciple, my relationship has naturally changed a bit. I really like Fang Nu, a fat boy, and I have a video chat with little Fang Nu almost every month.
The two of them entered the yard while chatting with Xiao Fang. When Li Minghua saw Fang Yi, his face lit up with joy: "Xiao Yi, why didn't you come over yesterday?".
"Lu Qikun did something very unusual. He was drunk again the night before yesterday..." Fang Yi carried the things directly into the room, sat down next to Li Minghua and explained.
After hearing this, Li Minghua said cheerfully: "This little deer is not very reliable. How could anyone make a funeral like that! I told you that when we were preparing for the funeral, we got a big TV and put it on the back of the car and played it all the way.
But when I applied for approval, they refused to approve it. Because of this, Xiaolu even had a quarrel with those in charge of city appearance!"
Fang Yi sat and listened happily as his wife held his hand and then listened to interesting stories.
"Don't drag Xiaoyi to talk about these things!" Liu Hongshuo became a little impatient after listening for a while: "These things shouldn't have any law enforcement power!" After saying that, he stood up from the chair: "Xiaoyi will follow first.
I’m going to the study!”.
Li Minghua smiled and patted Fang Yi's hand: "Follow him up."
Fang Yi nodded and followed the teacher upstairs to the study room.
After the master and apprentice sat down, Liu Hongshuo asked the disciple in detail how he had integrated Bobiel's techniques with his own things over the past year, and how the final canvas performed.
"From now on, it's much better than I expected before." Fang Yi described Popile's techniques in detail. From understanding the old techniques to incorporating the light painting method he created,
After that, this problem was no longer a simple problem of one plus one equals two, but now a problem of greater than two, and the results predicted by Fang Yi were much better than before.
After listening to his disciple's words, Liu Hongshuo patted the armrest of the chair gently while thinking about it. After listening, he looked up at Fang Yi and said: "I still have two paintings that I owe people. Once they are completed, I don't think I will paint anymore."
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"Why? Teacher" Fang Yi asked in surprise.
"First of all, I'm old and I don't have enough energy to paint a work for several months. Secondly, you've done a great job. To be honest, I never thought you could do this before.
Excellent! My lifelong wish has been fulfilled. In the future, I will paint two strokes of Chinese painting when I have nothing to do, and I can live a retired life." Liu Hongshuo said happily: "I didn't expect that this life would have such a blessing."
Liu Hongshuo said with a happy face.
The disciple promoted classicism, which was something that satisfied the old man no more. Since Fang Yi had already said that his expressiveness would be better after integrating Popile's style, Liu Hongshuo didn't worry anymore. From the old man's point of view,
Having such a disciple is enough for me to leave a mark in the history of painting, so what else can I ask for?
Fang Yi paints oil paintings himself, so he naturally knows how energy-consuming it is to paint an oil painting, even if it is a realistic oil painting. Although the teacher said that it was a bit embarrassing to close the brush, it is also a good thing for the teacher's health. Compared with painting
For example, Fang Yi hopes that his teacher can live a long life.
After chatting with the teacher for a while, the master and the apprentice went downstairs again.
"Stop getting ready, let's go to Fang Guozhong's house for dinner today," Liu Hongshuo said immediately as he walked down the stairs and looked at his wife taking care of the beans.
"I know, Yudian'er's grandma has already called me. I'll pick some beans here and bring them over then," Li Minghua said with a smile.
Fang Yi wanted to sit down and help his wife pick beans for a while, but his wife pushed him away: "Go back quickly! Your teacher and I will be there later."
"Well, go back." Liu Hongshuo also raised his hand to his disciple: "We will be there in a minute."
Fang Yi sighed, put down the two beans in his hand, turned around and left the teacher's house, and walked towards the door of Mr. Zhang Chenglin's house. The car was still parked in front of Mr. Zhang Chenglin's house. (To be continued...)