"I remember there are no oil painting materials at home. When did you go out and buy them last night?" Hearing them talking about painting, Ning Xiaoruan looked at Shen Zhining and Sheng Jiaoyang curiously.
"Why do you need oil painting materials for ink painting?" Mr. Ning looked at Ning Xiaoruan.
"What? Ink painting?" Ning Xiaoruan looked at Sheng Jiaoyang in confusion, "Isn't it oil painting that you know how to do?"
"Is there any conflict between oil painting and ink painting?" Sheng Jiaoyang felt that Ning Xiaoruan was making such a fuss.
"How can one person be so diverse! And how young are you? Could it be that you started learning from your mother's womb?"
Shen Zhining glanced at Ning Xiaoruan lightly, "Don't think that if you can't do it yourself, others can't do it either."
"..." Are you saying I'm stupid? Ning Xiaoruan moved his lips, but finally endured it.
"I've always known Jiaojiao that you can draw, but I've never seen it. I'm going to take a good look at Jiaojiao's paintings later." Mrs. Ning said with a smile.
"Jiaojiao," Old Mrs. Ning said, "Yesterday Sufen showed me an online video. I really feel wronged to you. You have been cheated on and have to endure everyone's misunderstanding."
Sufen is the name of my cousin's aunt. Last night, my cousin and his wife went back to their own residence and did not stay here for the night.
The Ning family couple looked at each other, and the old lady suddenly said that this must not be that simple.
Sure enough, I heard the old lady continue to say: "Is that person who still tortures and accuses you while pregnant really your classmate?"
"Yes, grandma." Sheng Jiaoyang replied.
"Then why did she come to accuse you wrongly? I saw that she said that you used to play together, so your relationship should be pretty good. Why would she do such a thing to ruin your reputation? Why did you fall out? ?"
The old lady looked at her with a gentle face and guided her to speak.
"Actually, I don't remember much about the past." Sheng Jiaoyang replied innocently.
The old lady's expression froze for a moment, and then she said: "It doesn't matter, we are all a family, there is nothing we can't talk about."
"Grandma, she had been in a car accident before. She probably doesn't remember what happened before." Ning Xiaoruan said.
Except for the parties involved and insiders, everyone else looked surprised.
"Car accident? Is it serious?" The old lady said with a hint of concern in her tone.
"Looking at how lively she is now, I know that she is fine. Instead, something happened to the person who drove her down." As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Xiaoruan realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and he quickly looked diagonally across. Shen Zhining found the other person's face calm.
Huh? How strange.
"What happened?" the old lady asked.
"Uh..." Ning Xiaoruan looked at Shen Zhining and didn't know if he should say anything.
"What happened? Can't we tell you?" The old lady was obviously curious.
Ning Xiaoruan lowered his head and said quickly: "He is dead."
The table fell silent for a moment.
Mrs. Ning smiled and said, "Ruanruan, are you kidding me? There is no such thing as the person who was hit is fine, but the person who hit him died."
Ning Xiaoruan looked up at Shen Zhining again, licked his lips and said, "It's true, my cousin also knows about this."
The two elders of the Ning family thought that both the Ning family and his wife were looking at Shen Zhining.
Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly laughed. There was no bad emotion on her face, and she joked: "When you say this, people who don't know will think that I killed him."
Ning Xiaoruan thought for a moment and sweated silently. It seemed like this was indeed the case.
"Let me tell you. If he keeps talking, I don't know if I can get it back in vain." Sheng Jiaoyang said with a little humor.
"The thing is like this, I was indeed hit by a car. The person who drove me down braked in time, so I was not seriously injured, but she happened to have a heart attack." She said very briefly.
"Can people with heart disease drive?" Mrs. Ning frowned slightly.
Sheng Jiaoyang blinked, feeling a little guilty inexplicably. She coughed lightly and said, "Maybe she wants to live like a normal person too much."
When Shen Zhining heard her words, he put down the tableware and held her left hand that was resting on the edge of the table.
The corners of Ning Xiaoruan's eyes twitched. He felt that his cousin was getting more and more strange. Xu Jiaojiao was obviously talking about someone else, but his cousin looked so distressed. What was going on
After breakfast, Ning Xiaoruan clamored to see the paintings painted by Sheng Jiaoyang. In addition to the old man who had already seen the paintings in the morning, the Ning family and Mrs. Ning were also curious and went to the study together.
Everyone went, and Sheng Jiaoyang and Shen Zhining followed.
Sheng Jiaoyang's paintings are still spread on the desk.
Ning Xiaoruan immediately held the two corners to stand the painting up.
"Oh, it's not bad!"
Others also saw the painting, and the Nings were quite surprised. From a layman's point of view, there was nothing wrong with the painting, and the structure and content of the entire painting were harmonious.
Even the old lady was a little surprised.
"Because I am good at realism and have only scratched the surface of traditional Chinese painting, so my paintings are not artistic enough. Grandpa, I heard from Brother Zhining that your calligraphy is excellent, so I specially left a blank space for you to write an inscription. I hope you can learn a little bit about it. The character is used to enhance the realm of this painting.”
The books Sheng Jiaoyang read these past six months were not in vain. If it had been before, she would not have been able to say such things.
See, these words not only showed her humble attitude, but also complimented the old man without leaving any trace. Her emotional intelligence was revealed in just one sentence.
"Is there a teacher?" the old man suddenly asked.
Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then realized that the old man was asking her if she had a Chinese painting teacher, and she replied: "Not yet."
Mr. Ning raised his eyelids, glanced at her, and said softly: "You still need to study more."
"I think so too." Sheng Jiaoyang smiled.
Mr. Ning's eyes softened a lot when he looked at her again. He walked out with his hands behind his back and told everyone to get ready to go.
In less than a day, Sheng Jiaoyang had roughly understood the personalities of the two elders of the Ning family.
Mr. Ning is obviously the kind of person who looks serious on the outside but doesn't have much thought on the inside. The old lady is on the contrary. She looks friendly and kind, but is very shrewd on the inside.
Sure enough, Ning Xiaoruan is a strange flower. Growing up in such a family, there is no one else who can grow up to be as good as she is now.
On the way to the hotel, Sheng Jiaoyang leaned against Shen Zhining and whispered, "I feel like grandpa likes my paintings."
"Grandpa doesn't put compliments lightly, but it can be seen that he really likes it." Shen Zhining gave her a positive response.
He knew his grandparents, so he didn't interfere and just watched Sheng Jiaoyang communicate with them. He knew that sooner or later, they would also like the person he liked.
Her character is a bit lively and clever, yet still majestic. As long as they have more contact with her, the more they find her shining points, the more they will like her.
Looking at her fair little face, Shen Zhining hid his thoughts in his eyes. As for the peepers, they could only watch from a distance. She was his, no one could stop her!
When they arrived at the hotel, their cousin and his wife arrived earlier than them. Standing beside them was a young man who looked about the same age as Ning Xiaoruan. He was wearing sparkling diamond earrings and was dressed quite fashionably.
"Guangyu, I haven't met your cousin yet." The cousin said to the young man beside him.
"Cousin, long time no see." Ning Guangyu greeted Shen Zhining with a smile.
Shen Zhining nodded and hummed coldly.
When Ning Guangyu saw Sheng Jiaoyang standing next to Shen Zhining, his eyes lit up and he was about to step forward, but was blocked by Ning Xiaoruan.
"Why are you blocking me?" Ning Guangyu squinted at Ning Xiaoruan.
Ning Xiaoruan put on a look of disdain, "I'm just blocking you, why?"
Because they are about the same age and are cousins from the same clan, the two have grown up comparing themselves to each other, and each dislikes the other.
"Get out of the way, I haven't said hello to my cousin's girlfriend yet." Ning Guangyu waved his hand to push Ning Xiaoruan away.
Ning Xiaoruan's feet seemed to have taken root and he couldn't move. He pushed up the frames of his glasses and said, "Ning Guangyu, don't make any more evil ideas."
He came closer, lowered his voice and threatened: "If you dare to mess around, you will be dead."
"Hey, Xiao Ruanruan, why are you so worried?" Ning Guangyu looked at Ning Xiaoruan with a half-smile.
Ning Xiaoruan's expression changed drastically, "Ning Guangyu, I'm warning you, don't call me that!"
Ning Guangyu crossed his arms and said in a very flattering tone: "I'm happy to be small, soft, soft!"
Ning Xiaoruan was so mad that the muscles on his face twitched.
Seeing this scene, Sheng Jiaoyang said to Shen Zhining in a funny way, "They two are quite fun."
Shen Zhining was noncommittal.
"Um, Jiaojiao, come here." Today's birthday boy, who was talking to someone two meters away, suddenly turned around and shouted to Sheng Jiaoyang. Maybe it was the first time he shouted, so it sounded quite awkward.
Sheng Jiaoyang looked at Shen Zhining, and after he nodded, he walked towards Mr. Ning.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
"Hey, Old Ning, when did you get a granddaughter?" The man with some gray hair and half-finger-long beard said with a smile in front of Mr. Ning.
Mr. Ning glanced at Sheng Jiaoyang and said, "This is my grandson's wife."
The unknown old man looked at Sheng Jiaoyang in surprise, stroked his beard and said, "The little girl looks very young, can't she be a child bride?"
The corner of Mr. Ning's mouth twitched. He glanced at his friend speechlessly, then turned to introduce to Sheng Jiaoyang: "You can call him Grandpa Wu. His Chinese paintings are selling quite well."
Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mr. Wu in front of him. Shen Zhining said that grandpa didn't like to talk about praise. Now it is rare to hear Mr. Ning praise him. It shows that Grandpa Wu's painting level is very high.
However, what surprised her even more was that Mr. Ning would introduce such a master of traditional Chinese painting to her. (To be continued)