Chapter 20: Stroke

Ren Yaoqi and Ren Yaohua followed Ren Shimin to the main house.
Ren Shimin turned his head from time to time and talked to Ren Yaoqi about his participation in a painting conference in Beijing.
"...This time the first prize is our "Dongzhuang Autumn Residence" by the prince of Yanbei, but my father's favorite is the old man Chen Jingyang's "Guo Meilin". It is really quaint and charming. , Make the pen markless, use the ink wonderfully, change the layout, and make the color brilliant..."
Ren Yaoqi saw him shaking his head and shaking his brain excitedly when he talked about painting, and couldn't help but smile: "Daddy, didn't he also participate this time? I remember the "Four Scenic Views of the West Mountain" you are most proud of."
Ren Shimin paused and he was a little embarrassed: "This is the first time for my father to participate in the art fair. Before entering Beijing, I was full of confidence. I thought that even if I didn't win the first prize, the top three would definitely not escape. But I met Old Chen. After my husband’s painting, my father thought he was Yelang arrogant..."
Ren Yaoqi shook his head when he heard the words: "Mr. Chen is over sixty years old, but you have not yet arrived. He may not be stronger than you when he is your age. I heard people say that although painting depends on basic skills, Personal experience in life cannot be ignored. Even the same person, the autumn scenery in his eyes at the age of 30 is different from the autumn scenery in his eyes at the age of 50. With different visions and different mentalities, the writing is naturally different."
Ren Shimin was shocked when he heard the words, and even stopped to ponder it carefully, then turned to look at Ren Yaoqi and laughed: "Yaoyao, what you said is new, but it has some truth. I don't know who I heard from an expert. The father must ask him for advice."
Ren Yaoqi lowered his head and smiled, but his thoughts drifted away.
It's actually a pity that her father's "Four Sceneries of the West Mountain" did not participate in this year's painting conference. This painting was the only thing she took out of the house when she left Ren's house. Later, she was surprised by Mr. Pei inadvertently and asked her where the painter was. When she learned that it was her deceased father, she was struck with a grief.
Mr. Pei has commented on this painting with some of his friends. They all said that the painter is very agile, but lacks a little bit of heat, and it will surely become famous in time. Reiki is the most precious and indispensable soul of the painter.
"Yaoyao?" Ren Shimin leaned over and patted her head gently.
Ren Yaoqi was dissatisfied and said: "Daddy, how many times have you said not to pat me on the head!" The little girl's anger was unconsciously in her tone, making her stunned.
Ren Shimin has become accustomed to her little daughter acting like a baby from time to time, and laughed loudly: "You can be so smart at a young age. It can't be said that it's because of your father's daily shots. This is called a slap in the face!"
Seeing his complacent expression, Ren Yaoqi couldn't help smiling. In the eyes of everyone in the Ren family, Ren Yaohua is smarter and more sensible than Ren Yaoqi, and her mother is no exception.
Only her father felt that his little daughter was better than anyone else.
Since she was a child, she has shown a talent that is different from that of her peers, and she is willing to work painting and calligraphy in order to make a difference with her sister and win the favor of her father.
Although Mr. Pei later commented that her paintings were eager for quick success and profitability but too craftsmanship, she would never become everyone. In the eyes of her father, the daughter who can talk to him about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at this age is the most like him.
Because of this, he is light on his other children, but he loves her very much.
Ren Yaoqi looked at Ren Yaohua on the side. Ren Yaohua was very silent along the way. In fact, she was always very silent when facing Ren Shimin. She is not close to her father.
The joke room has reached the main room.
Mother Zhou had already probed her head at the door, and saw the three of them come and smiled and came to salute: "Master, you are finally back, my wife and two young ladies have been talking about. I heard that the heavy snow has sealed several roads outside the city. Many business travelers have been blocked in the middle of the road. Knowing that you have already set off from Beijing, you were too anxious, and sent several groups of people to listen to the news..."
Ren Shimin slightly nodded at her and took the lead into the main room.
Li had already learned the news of Ren Shimin's return. He had already combed his head, changed into brighter-colored clothes, and sat leaning against the head of the bed. When he heard the voice from outside, he fixed his eyes on the curtain.
When the father and daughter came in, Li hurriedly sat up straight, looking at Ren Shimin somewhat cautiously, and said, "You, you are back."
Ren Shimin smiled slightly, nodded, and then sat down in a chair near the bed, and said gently, "I heard that you are sick. Have the doctor come to see you? What medicine did you take?"
Li answered seriously one by one.
The couple asked and answered, Ren Shimin seemed to be a routine, although thoughtful but also indifferent. However, Li answered every sentence carefully, for fear of which word was not appropriate enough.
When Ren Shimin finished asking, the couple had nothing to say. One lowered his head to drink tea, while the other stared at the hands held together in a daze.
Mother Zhou watched from the side anxiously, winking at Li constantly.
Li met, bit his lip, and finally plucked up the courage to actively pick up the topic.
"I heard that you will arrive a few days ago, and I don't want to come back today."
Mother Zhou couldn't help but caress her forehead secretly, and she muttered in her heart: Why does this sound like you don't want people to come back so early?
Fortunately, Ren Shimin didn't mind, put down the tea bowl and nodded: "I just met the people of the Han family. They are crowded and it is convenient to open the way."
Li said, "Oh, the Han family."
The Han family moved to Baihe Town newly. The Li family rarely went out to socialize before, and went to Zhuangzi for the last year, so there was no impression that he could not continue.
Mother Zhou hurriedly said, "Then you have to prepare a gift and send it to the Han Mansion to thank you."
Li also nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, yes, Mother Zhou..."
Ren Shimin frowned slightly, interrupting Li's words seemingly displeased: "You don't have to worry about this, I've already prepared a gift."
Thanks to fq1977 for the peach blossom fan.^^ [bookid=2288861,bookname="Famous Boudoir Killing"]