Chapter 210: Sea, old man and painting

Chapter 210 Sea, Old Man and Painting
Operating a holiday home is a couple, with a daughter. The name of the male host is Lu Hai, and the name of the hostess is Luo Aiyu.
As for the daughter's name is Lu Yiyun, because she just finished the college entrance examination, she is now helping her in the holiday home in her own vacation.
The male owner is responsible for the diet and is actually the chef. As for the hostess and daughter, it is responsible for hosting the guests.
There is also an employee, in his 40s, who is responsible for the miscellaneous aunt.
This is not a scale holiday home – although there are also large resorts nearby, the location of the holiday home seems to be a little out of the way, surrounded by the sea and the cliffs.
It’s a small family workshop. The house as a store should have been converted from a former house, and then three three-storey houses were built in the back and used as rooms. There is a small yard between the two, and it is fairly clean.
With a hint of salty sea breeze rolling in the yard, you can bring the taste of blue star flowers planted in the small yard.
A little bit covered with blue-flowered gardens, green and blue folding, like the sea.
"The room here can see the sea directly. How satisfied are you?" The boss, Luo Aiyu, led Luo Qiu and his entourage to the place where they stayed.
Quite a passion.
As for the boss Lu Hai, it is slightly colder, but it also maintains the most basic courtesy. Listening to the pear said that this time from the person to the person to negotiate, the boss is the one hand.
"I am going to prepare some food, you talk." Lu Hai did not seem to be willing to stay more, and said that he would leave the room.
When Luo Aiyu saw it, he squeezed out a smile and said: "Several people don't mind, this guy's personality is like this. But the food he cooked is delicious, and this is a must."
When passing through the nearby villages, Luo Qiu saw a memorial archway and wrote the words 'Lvjia Village'. The boss wife, Luo, wants to come here to marry.
This holiday home is located away from the resort, and the environment is not particularly good. As for the so-called ability to see the sea, in fact, part of it is blocked by the front of the cliff.
To say that there are any advantages, it is probably quite quiet.
"Evian, you are here to greet a few guests, I will go to the tea."
The little girl nodded skillfully. She lived here from an early age. She went to school in the nearest town. When she was in the room, she came back to help at home. She rarely came into contact with big cities and even less contacted people in big cities.
She has been exposed to guests from several nearby towns, and most of them are middle-aged and elderly. Young people generally don't choose here...because there is no entertainment.
But this is a few such beautiful people.
The little girl couldn’t help but be somewhat cautious.
Ren Ziling’s mind is not really writing for this place, but she as a professional person will never be vague in this regard. The deputy editor-in-chief who wanted to finish the work as soon as possible, and then continued to beat the heart of the small abacus, seized the small girls and began to ask questions.

How many guests are there?

Lv Yiyun shook her head. She didn't have much thought. She sighed: "Not much, even in the peak season, you can only accept a maximum of ten guests a month. Very light, there are two in a month. The guest’s words are already good."
Ren Ziling lowered his head and wrote something on the small book, and looked up again: "Why don't the resort on the other side open? And choose this place?"
Lv Yiyun seems to hesitate, the little girl is probably not good at words, his face is too easy to see through. She suddenly glanced at the doorway and seemed to be worried about anything.
Ren Ziling’s eyes turned:
If it’s not convenient, it doesn’t matter if you don’t say it.

Lu Yiyun nodded and then said: "Mom said that you want two rooms. But they are double rooms. I will wait to make a bed for this room. If you put together, three people are absolutely sleeping. No problem."

Pushing the bed?
Ren Ziling suddenly smiled and said:
No!

At the moment, the deputy editor-in-chief of Ren Xiao, who was smiling, pointed to Luo Qiu and ordered a good night. He had an old-fashioned voice. "These two, one room."
"Well, we have a room."
Unexpectedly, Luo Qiu nodded very directly.
Ren Ziling stunned, opened his mouth... Hell! She thought that Luo Qiu must have refused at this time.
Didn't expect to agree directly? It won't be, it's already long ago... Sure enough, are the children now so precocious?
The small story in the brain of Ren Da, the editor-in-chief of the department, began to introduce a very rich content after 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.
She looked at the night... This girl she really couldn’t pick up. Although I haven’t said a few words since the beginning, such a quiet girl’s view of Ren Ziling is simply a pair of Luo Qiu’s natural life.
Even under the affirmative answer of Luo Qiu, there is no shameful place, and it is completely a kind of appearance that has been used by the old husband and wife.
"That, then come over with me."
But the little girl seems to have not been able to fully open the matter in this regard, but had to bow her head and quickly walked out of the room.
Looking at the night of smiling, a pair of well-behaved followers left behind Luo Qiu, Ren Ziling touched his chin and muttered to himself: "False, miscalculated!"
"Sister, what are you wrong with?"
Ren Ziling said with a face: "I thought I had thoroughly understood this son! This is a piece of wood. I didn't expect it... it was a boring/soul shape. These two people should not have done it many times?"
"...Sister, don't be like this, I am still a child."
"Go and go." Ren Ziling took a look at the pear and suddenly said: "Right, you can listen to the soundproofing of this room by the wall."
"what's wrong?"
"You are stupid! If the night is too intense, can you hold it?" Ren Zi Ling said: "Or, are you going to do shame with me?"
Looking at Ren Ziling's hand and claws, the fingers suddenly caught on the wall and panicked: "Sister... I, I am really just a child, you... don't mess.

"Hey."
Grab!
......
......
"Two guests, is this room satisfactory?" Lv Yiyun took a deep breath.
I don't know if it is because of the illusion. She feels that receiving these two people alone is more stressful than when I just received four people.
"If you are not satisfied, there is still upstairs."
Luo Qiu shook his head.
He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, opened the window door, and walked over to the terrace outside the room, looking over the cliffs and the sea.
In fact, there is a lawn outside, and a simple stone wall is built with stones and cement on the edge - this holiday home is actually in the middle of the mountainside.
"Who is that one?"
Luo Qiu suddenly pointed to the outside of the lawn, an old man sitting on a bench.
The old man, at this time, just holding a drawing board and looking into the distance.
"Oh, that is my grandfather." Lv Yiyun smiled and said: "Not a stranger, the two are relieved."
Luo Qiu nodded and walked down the small wooden ladder next to the window outside the window. It seemed to be walking towards the old man.
"This guest..." Lu Yiyun stunned.
The maidservant smiled at this moment: "Nothing, he just walked away. Right, little sister, can you do me a favor?"
"Oh, please say!"

Can you take me to the kitchen? I want to prepare food myself.

The little girl has a glimpse... Has she ever encountered such a request?
......
Luo Qiu looked at the old man, like a 60-year-old, like a seventy-year-old, with a hat sitting on the bench near the cliff, it seems that it has been a while.
The pencil used for scanning has been stopped on the drawing paper, and it seems that it has not been moved.
It's just a few simple strokes, depicting a silhouette that is faintly seen as a sketch of the human body.
The old man did not seem to find someone coming, or found someone coming, did not care, so quietly looked at the sea ahead.
When the sea breeze was blowing, the blue star flower planted under the small stone wall was swaying. Luo Qiu sat on the other end of the bench and took out the mobile phone to capture the scenery of this moment.
He lowered his head and fiddled with the photos on his mobile phone, suddenly whispered: "Why not draw complete?"
The old man did not seem to hear it.
Until the second wind of the sea breeze.
He slowly said: "I can't remember... I can't remember... I can't remember."
He slammed the pencil on his hand and began to swipe on the paper quickly. The criss-crossing was just a meaningless mess.
The faint outline was quickly covered by these messy pens, and I couldn’t see the original look.
"I can't remember!"
At this time, the sky and the sky are all over, and there are dark clouds in the distance. It is going to rain, and it is rainstorm.
(End of this chapter)