noffsinger Chapter 278 Painting
Chapter 278 Painting
The two people who were blocking the way also reacted, stood up awkwardly, and walked towards the kitchen together.
This stone trough is next to the wall opposite the kitchen. It is specially used for raising fish. However, no villagers have come to sell live fish recently, so this stone trough has been empty, with a small amount of rainwater and dead leaves accumulated in it.
However, when Zhao Xiaotong learned that they had a great catch of fishing, he immediately went to clean the stone trough and drew half a trough of well water.
While Lan was pouring the fish in the two wooden barrels, Zhao Bo also poured in the half bucket in his hand.
Lin Jiaojiao immediately went over and looked at the fish in the stone trough floating to the surface with their mouths open and closed. She counted them carefully.
"One, two, three... thirteen, fourteen, so many! You didn't catch them all, did you?"
At present, there were only her and Fu Qi in front of the stone trough, with Lan Jiu and Tong Fu following behind them. The others went to the washroom to wash up.
Fu Qi was a little proud and a little shy, "No, my second brother and brother Huai also caught some fish here."
She also remembered that Lin Yizhi and Jiang Huai had not spoken before, and she thought the battle was very fierce, just like her at that time, an air force player.
She chose not to ask any more questions, greeted them and went back to the studio to continue her creation.
In the kitchen, Uncle Zhao and his colleagues have already started working.
Zhao Bo was supposed to kill the fish, scrape the scales and remove the internal organs, but Lin Yizhi said he wanted to practice. Zhao Bo silently put down the grass carp he had just picked up and put it back, then went back to the kitchen to prepare side dishes.
Lin Yizhi aimed directly at the largest fish in the stone trough, reached out and grabbed its gills and lifted it up.
Humph.
It’s not very big.
He held it easily with one hand.
He was like a ruthless fish-killing expert. He quickly and neatly cleaned the four grass carps that Fu Qiu had caught in the stone trough. He placed them in a basin and washed off the remaining blood on the fish with well water.
Xiaoliu counted the killed fish in the basin. There were only four. However, he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he bent down, picked up the fish basin and walked towards the kitchen.
Uncle Zhao took the fish and put them on the table. He took them out one by one and cut the fish. But when he found four of them, he felt something was wrong. He walked to the door and asked Lin Yizhi who was washing his hands.
"Second husband, are these four grass carps going to be grilled?"
Lin Yizhi only felt a fishy smell on his body. When he heard Zhao Bo's question, he answered without hesitation.
"Yes, I asked Xiaowu to call Aunt Lin and Uncle Er to come eat together. Four is just right."
"Okay, I'll make two flavors."
Although he felt something was strange, he didn't think too much about it and went back to the kitchen. He first asked Xiaoliu to peel more garlic, and then he started to pickle it.
He rubbed salt, scallion slices and ginger shreds on the fish body and belly, and finally added a little rice wine to remove the fishy smell.
After marinating the four fishes, he added coal to the burning stove, and then added a few handfuls of firewood. Then he sat next to Xiaoliu and peeled garlic with him.
When the coal in the stove was burning red, he took them out and put them in an iron box. After adding new coal into the stove, he picked up the handles on both sides of the iron box and put it under the eaves of the kitchen.
Xiaowu happened to come back from the farm, so he gave the task of grilling the fish to him, while he continued to prepare the side dishes.
Lin Yizhi went back to the house and changed his clothes, then prepared to go to the studio to check on Lin Jiaojiao. He didn't want to disturb her, he just wanted to stay in the same space with her.
But as soon as I reached the door of the studio, I saw it was wide open and I could hear laughter coming from inside.
In the house, Lin Jiaojiao taught Fu Qi how to paint when she had no inspiration. After all, she had been busy with what she had promised him before and had no time to teach him. Usually he copied and explored on his own. Now was a good opportunity to teach him how to fix points and control proportions.
Jiang Huai was also pulled in by Fu Qi to join in the fun. He had been bored recently and was painting with him. In the past, he had only painted ink-and-wash landscapes at home, and occasionally some portraits.
Looking at the characters in Fu Qi's paintings here, they are different from his usual paintings. The characters are colorful and vivid, especially the expressions on their faces, which are a bit exaggerated, but they make the characters come alive.
Although he couldn't quite understand what Lin Jiaojiao was saying, watching her fluent and skillful painting movements and delicate brushstrokes made him feel that she wouldn't have the skills without ten years of practice.
When Lin Yizhi came in, Lin Jiaojiao had just finished her sample painting and stepped aside to drink water, while Fu Qi, Jiang Huai and Lan Jiu were standing around looking at the painting.
Everyone looked up when they heard the footsteps, and Fu Qi smiled and raised his hand to wave at him.
"Brother, come and see, Sister Jiaojiao's painting is so good."
He also walked over with a smile and said, "I was wondering why I didn't see you guys. Turns out you're all in the studio."
But when he saw the people in the painting, he almost couldn't hold back his smile. He asked why Tongfu and Zhuxue didn't come in but Lanjiu was there. It turned out that she was her model.
He gritted his teeth secretly, and when the three of them were focusing on the painting, he looked up at her with a smile, his voice sweet.
"My dear wife, please draw a picture for me too."
When Lin Jiaojiao heard this overly sweet voice, she got goosebumps for some reason. After thinking about it, it seemed that she didn't do anything wrong.
She looked at Lin Yizhi's smiling face, and he still looked the same as when he was acting coquettishly as usual. Maybe she was overthinking it.
"Okay, go sit on that chair over there, and don't move once you've struck a pose."
After she finished speaking, she went to prepare new drawings, and he sat on the chair, but he really didn't know how to pose. He looked at the other three people in the room who were staring at him.
He suddenly regretted it.
Seeing Lin Yizhi just sitting there doing nothing, Fu Qi remembered the wild flowers he had picked along the river when he came back from fishing. He immediately walked to the door and called out to Tongfu in the yard.
"Tongfu, have you arranged the flowers?"
Tongfu and Zhuxue were arranging wild flowers in front of the tables and chairs in the yard. They trimmed and arranged them in vases, and then sent them to the houses of various masters.
Tongfu put down the scissors in his hand and replied: "My husband will be here soon."
Fu Qi looked at the shortest vase which was already filled with bouquets of flowers and said, "Bring me the yellow and white one."
"Yes."
After he got the flowers, he came to Lin Yizhi and put the bouquet in his hand, speaking as he adjusted it.
"Brother, if you hold it like this, the painting will definitely look good."
Lin Yizhi's cheeks turned slightly red and he didn't know where to put his eyes. He could only stare at the flowers in his hands, feeling a little nervous inside.
Lin Jiaojiao prepared new drawing paper and looked at the person in front of her with his thick eyelashes trembling and his eyes lowered. He was sitting quietly with flowers in his hands. The afterglow of the setting sun outside the door was sprinkled on half of his face. The picture was so harmonious and beautiful.
She didn't let Lin Yizhi raise his eyes, but started drawing quickly.
Fu Qi originally wanted to remind him to look up, but seeing that she had already started painting, he did not disturb her and stood quietly behind her to watch.
The painting was completed very quickly in less than a quarter of an hour, and the people standing behind her were amazed.
"Brother, Sister Jiaojiao has finished her painting, come and see, it's very beautiful, and your expression is so vivid."
Lin Yizhi was still a little slow to react. Was it finished so quickly?
Usually Fu Qi asked Tongfu and others to be models, but each painting would take about an hour. Every time he looked at Tongfu and others' expressions, he would feel as if they were being tortured.
He stood up and walked over. When he saw the painting on the paper, his face suddenly turned red. It turned out that he was in this posture just now, so shy.
Fu Qi was itching to have one, "Sister Jiaojiao, I want one too. Please draw one for me."
Lin Jiaojiao didn't care. She had to wait a while before eating anyway, so she finished the sketch quickly.
"Okay, go sit down."
"Wait...I want to go and get dressed."
After he finished speaking, he walked out quickly, and I heard him call out Tongfu.
But Lin Yizhi put away his painting and prepared to take it back to his room to hide it, when he met Lin Yiyan who was about to come in at the door.
Lin Yiyan saw what he was holding in his hand and said, "Is this finished? Let me see it."
He was resting in the house when he vaguely heard Fu Qiu's exclamation. He asked the child to look and found out that Jiaojiao was painting a portrait.
Lin Yizhi's ears also turned red, but he still showed him the painting.
Lin Yiyan looked at the lively figures on the drawing paper and said, "It looks great. We can frame it and hang it up."
He returned the painting to Lin Yizhi and walked in, holding his stomach. Seeing that there were two other people in the room besides her, he nodded slightly at them and then spoke to the person who was sorting out the drawing papers.
"Jiaojiao, please draw a picture for me too."
Lin Jiaojiao stared at him for a moment. She thought of modern maternity photos. Although she couldn’t use a camera to record these beautiful things now, she could record them with a painting!
She immediately became excited, "Okay, big brother! Wait for Fu Qi first, I'll go ask dad if he wants to paint."
She now wishes she could give each person a copy, and bind them into a booklet so that she can look through them and recall these wonderful times when she is old.