The sun at noon is just right, warm but not hot, and the breeze blows on your face, which is very comfortable. It is the best place to move a small bench and sit at the door to take a nap.
Li Yi sat on the small bench, leaning against the wall with his eyes half-closed. The sun was shining warmly on his body, which was extremely comfortable.
This body now has such fair skin that even women would be jealous of it. It has a completely pretty face. Li Yi plans to tan a little bit, not to say become bronzed, but at least he must look a little bit manly.
The only drawback is that the bench under my butt is too hard, making it uncomfortable to sit on. I wonder when I can get a recliner and lie on it to bask in the sun at noon every day. Life will definitely become better.
Xiaohuan cleaned the yard, spread a clean coarse cloth, and took out the books in Li Yi's room to dry them on it.
Scholars have the habit of posting books on July 7th to show off their talents. The more books in the collection, the more knowledgeable the owner is.
Li Yi disdains such customs. Isn't it just that he has a few broken books at home? What's there to say?
He has an entire library in his head, with millions of books covering all categories. He is hundreds or thousands of years ahead of the world. When have you ever seen him show off?
Opening his eyes, he saw a pretty figure busy in the yard. He pointed to a corner in the house and said, "Xiaohuan, there are a few books there, don't forget to take them out to bask in them..."
"I know, uncle!"
The little maid raised her head and smiled, revealing two shallow dimples, and trotted into the house.
When Xiaohuan ran over, a gust of fragrant wind blew by him. Li Yi took a deep breath and felt that the world seemed to have become more beautiful.
Life seems to have been slowed down countless times. Thinking of the busy days before, it really feels like what I experienced in my previous life.
There is no nightlife. After dark, it really means the end of the day. Go to bed early and get up early. Li Yi must have never thought that one day he would live such a healthy and regular life.
When I was sighing in my heart, there was suddenly a rustling sound in my ears. I opened my eyes and turned my head to look over, and found that the little maid was squatting on the ground next to her, holding a branch in her hand and pulling something on the ground.
This weird behavior made Li Yi feel a little confused, and he said: "Xiaohuan, what are you doing?"
The little maid stopped what she was doing, raised her head and said, "I'm painting."
"Painting?" Li Yi looked over and vaguely recognized two fat ducks on the ground in front of Xiaohuan. He couldn't help but be more confused, "What kind of ducks should I draw..."
"Uncle, this is, this is a mandarin duck!" Li Yi's words made the little maid's pretty face turn red. She quickly stood up and smoothed the traces on the ground, her pretty face turned red to the roots of her ears.
The mandarin duck in the painting was mistaken for a duck by others. If it were not Xiao Huan, it would be impossible for any other girl to fight Li Yi.
Thinking that the two fat ducks were actually the mandarin ducks painted by Xiao Huan, Li Yi almost stopped laughing, but seeing the little maid's face flushed with embarrassment and tears about to fall, he finally suppressed his laughter.
Asked: "Tell me, what are you doing painting mandarin ducks?"
The little maid's pretty face turned red, she rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, and whispered: "It's for the sky prayer lanterns. We have to put the sky prayer lanterns out at night. Everyone will draw on the sky prayer lanterns, so that their wishes will come true."
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Li Yi thought for a moment, waved to her and said, "Go and get your sky-praying lantern."
The little maid always obeyed Li Yi's words. She nodded and entered the room. After a while, she came out with something in her hand.
"Is this the prayer lantern?"
Li Yi looked at the thing in Xiaohuan's hand, which was made of bamboo shoots tied into a square frame and covered with a layer of white paper. Isn't this the Kongming Lantern?
Of course, the Kongming Lantern in Xiaohuan's hand is much rougher than that of later generations.
"Go and grind ink in the house." Li Yi took the Kongming Lantern from Xiao Huan's hand, thought about it, and said again.
Through just a few strokes, Li Yi had a full understanding of Xiaohuan's painting skills. Drawing two fat ducks on the lamp would definitely make people laugh, so he might as well paint it for her himself.
The little maid already understood what Li Yi wanted to do. A happy expression appeared on her face, and she ran back to the house to get pen and ink.
My uncle is a scholar, reciting poems and painting, etc. is certainly not an issue. But as a maid, there are some things that are difficult to say out loud. Li Yi's actions were exactly what Xiaohuan wanted.
At the same time, Li Yi's thoughts had drifted to the library in his mind, located in a corner of the second floor, the painting area.
There were several rows of bookshelves in the entire painting area, probably containing at least a thousand books. Li Yi was dazzled. After some selection, he finally focused on the bookshelf about simple drawings.
He didn't have much painting foundation to begin with. Even with this incredible cheating device, it was impossible for him to learn to paint difficult paintings such as oil paintings immediately, not to mention that there were no materials for oil paintings here.
Traditional Chinese painting places more emphasis on artistic conception, which cannot be understood in a short time. On the contrary, simple drawing is the most suitable.
As soon as Li Yi thought about it, books about simple drawing techniques immediately flew out of the bookshelf, turning into pieces of information and disappearing into his mind.
In the room, Xiao Huan stood by the table in a playful manner, sharpening ink. Li Yi placed the Kongming lantern on the table and fixed it, and a picture had already taken shape in his mind.
The pen used by Li Yi is small regular script, and the handwriting is thin, which is suitable for drawing simple drawings.
While grinding the ink, Xiaohuan stood on tiptoes and watched the thin lines taking shape under his uncle's pen. After a while, a woman in palace clothes appeared, with ribbons flying behind her, as if she was in the clouds. Soon, a woman in coarse cloth appeared.
The man appeared opposite the woman.
A few strokes outline an endless Milky Way, separating the two people.
Countless birds flew from afar and gathered at the feet of the two people, forming an arch bridge across the two banks, connecting the two people together.
"Meeting on the Magpie Bridge..."
Xiao Huan stopped rubbing ink, and her crystal eyes widened. She couldn't imagine it at all. She didn't use any colors at all. My uncle just used these simple lines to create such a lifelike scene of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting on the Magpie Bridge.
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The first time I saw the little maid in a simple drawing, my little heart was obviously greatly affected.
Originally, she just planned to simply draw two "mandarin ducks", but what Li Yi drew really scared the little girl...
