Happy Little Scholar

The sun at noon was just right, warm but not hot, and the breeze was very comfortable. It was the best time to move a small stool and sit at the door to take a nap. Tian Lai 『Novel

Li Yi sat on a small stool, half-closed his eyes and leaned against the wall. The sun sprinkled on his body and made him feel warm and comfortable.

This body now has fair skin that even women would be jealous of it. He is a complete white face. Li Yi plans to tan a little bit. Not to mention tanning into bronze, but at least look a little bit manly.

The only flaw is that the bench under his butt is too hard. It is uncomfortable to sit on it. I wonder when I can make a recliner. I lie on it every noon to bask in the sun. Life will surely become better.

Xiaohuan cleaned the yard, spread a clean coarse cloth, and took out the books in Li Yi's room to dry on it.

Scholars have the habit of drying books on July 7th to show their talents. The more books they have, the more knowledgeable the owner is.

Li Yi disdains such customs. Isn't it just a few broken books at home? What's so good about it?

He has a whole library in his head, with millions of books covering all categories, leading the world by hundreds and thousands of years. When have you ever seen him show off?

He opened his eyes and saw a cute figure busy in the yard. He pointed to a corner in the house and said, "Xiao Huan, there are a few books there. Don't forget to take them out and dry them..."

"I know, son-in-law!"

The little maid raised her head and smiled, revealing two shallow dimples, and trotted into the house.

When Xiao Huan ran over, a fragrant breeze blew by her side. Li Yi took a deep breath and felt that the world seemed to have become beautiful.

Life seemed to have been slowed down countless times. Thinking of the busy days in the past, it really seemed like I had experienced it in my previous life.

There was no nightlife. After dark, it really meant the end of the day. Go to bed early and get up early. Li Yi in the past would definitely not have thought that one day he would actually live such a healthy and regular life.

When he was sighing in his heart, he suddenly heard a rustling sound. He opened his eyes and looked over. He found that the little maid was squatting on the ground next to him, holding a branch in her hand and scratching something on the ground.

This strange behavior made Li Yi a little confused, and he said, "Xiao Huan, what are you doing?"

The little maid stopped her hand and looked up and said, "I'm drawing."

"Drawing?" Li Yi looked over and vaguely recognized that there were two fat ducks on the ground in front of Xiao Huan. He couldn't help but be more confused, "Why are you drawing ducks..."

"Son-in-law, this is, this is a mandarin duck!" Li Yi's words made the little maid's pretty face flushed. She quickly stood up and smoothed the traces on the ground. Her pretty face was red to her ears.

The mandarin ducks she drew were mistaken for ducks by others. If it wasn't Xiao Huan, it would be any other girl who would fight with Li Yi.

Thinking that the two fat ducks were actually mandarin ducks painted by Xiaohuan, Li Yi almost laughed out loud, but seeing the little maid blushing with shame and tears about to flow down, he finally held back his smile and asked, "Tell me, what are you painting mandarin ducks for?"

The little maid blushed, rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, and whispered, "It's for the prayer lanterns. When we set off the prayer lanterns at night, everyone will paint on the prayer lanterns, so that the wishes will come true."

Li Yi thought about it, waved to her, and said, "Go and get your prayer lantern."

The little maid always obeyed Li Yi's words, nodded and went into the house, and soon she took something out in her hand.

"Is this the prayer lantern?"

Li Yi looked at the bamboo strips tied into a square frame in Xiaohuan's hand, and a layer of white paper was pasted on the outside. Isn't this a Kongming lantern?

Of course, the Kongming lantern in Xiaohuan's hand is much rougher than that of later generations.

"Go to the room and grind the ink." Li Yi took the Kongming lantern from Xiaohuan, thought for a moment, and spoke again.

Through the few strokes just now, Li Yi had a full understanding of Xiaohuan's painting level. Drawing two fat ducks on the lantern would definitely make people laugh. It would be better to help her draw directly.

The little maid had already understood what Li Yi wanted to do. A happy expression appeared on her face, and she ran back to the room to get the pen and ink.

The son-in-law was a scholar, and reciting poems and painting were certainly not a problem. However, as a maid, some things were difficult to say. 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.

"Chinese painting, oil painting, sketch, watercolor painting, three-dimensional painting, simple drawing..."

There were several rows of bookshelves in the entire painting area, and there were probably at least thousands of books. Li Yi was dazzled by the sight. After some screening, he still focused on the bookshelf related to simple drawing.

He didn't have much painting foundation. Even with this amazing cheat, he couldn't learn to paint oil paintings or other difficult paintings right away, not to mention that there were no materials for oil paintings here.

Traditional Chinese paintings are more about artistic conception, which cannot be understood in a short time. Simple drawings are the most suitable.

Li Yi's mind moved, and books on simple drawing techniques flew out of the bookshelf, turning into pieces of information and sinking into his mind.

In the house, Xiaohuan stood by the table and ground ink. Li Yi placed the Kongming lantern on the table and fixed it. A picture had already taken shape in his mind.

Li Yi used a small regular script pen with thinner handwriting, which was just right for drawing simple sketches.

Xiaohuan stood on tiptoe while grinding ink and watched the thin lines taking shape under the son-in-law'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 man in coarse cloth appeared opposite the woman.

With just a few strokes, an endless Milky Way was drawn, separating the two people.

Countless birds flew from afar and gathered at the feet of the two people, forming an arch bridge that spanned the two banks and connected the two people together.

"Meeting on the magpie bridge..."

Xiaohuan stopped grinding ink, and her crystal-like eyes widened. She couldn't imagine that without any colors, the son-in-law just used these simple lines to form such a vivid picture of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting on the magpie bridge.

The little maid saw the simple sketch for the first time, and her little heart was obviously shocked.

Originally, she just wanted to simply draw two "mandarin ducks", but what Li Yi drew really scared the little girl...