The leisurely life of rebirth

Fang Monan leaned in his arms with peace of mind, tilted his elbows back and said, "Stop being so dazed, think about what to draw!"

At Fang Monan's urging, He Junyao came to his senses, calmed down and began to draw sugar paintings with her hand.

Fang Monan and others painted opera characters, auspicious flowers and fruits, birds, and animals. The shapes of characters and animals were the most interesting. If it was a side image, they would use lines; if it was a frontal image, their heads would be made with sugar.

Stacked in relief.

Due to the fluidity of sugar, even the same image will not have the same shape. He Junyao mastered the characteristics of sugar, and at the same time, based on the characteristics of the operation, he applied more full and well-proportioned lines to the shape, thus forming a

The unique style makes it look more realistic. The most important thing is that there are two of them in the painting. You can guess who the painting is.

Brother Yu refused to obey, chirped, and stood on the counter, pacing back and forth. They had painted so many animals, how could they miss him?

"Okay! I won't forget you." Fang Monan reached out and patted its head. "Quiet!"

Brother Yu really calmed down.

He Junyao grabbed her hand, picked it up at will, and soon drew a Haidongqing with wings spread and ready to fly, just like Brother Yu.

Brother Yu flew around excitedly when he saw this, and tried to pick it up with his mouth. The result was that it was stuck. He tried hard and his head came out, but his mouth was full of syrup.[

"Haha... Idiot! The sugar hasn't dried yet!" Fang Monan said, knocking it on the head.

He Junyao curled up the corner of his mouth and reached out to knock Brother Yu on the head. The result was a perfect painting, but a corner of the wing was missing.

Brother Yu smashed it into his mouth, it was sweet and tasted pretty good, and finally he just swallowed it into his stomach, raising his head proudly, recalling the taste just now.

"You guy." Fang Monan laughed and rubbed his belly. It was so funny.

Fang Monan arranged the works she had just painted one by one and inserted them into the foam plastic. She looked at her works proudly, looked up at He Junyao and said, "How is it? I'm not bad at painting!"

He Junyao said in surprise, "When did Nan'er become so thick-skinned?"

"What? That's not possible!" Fang Monan said without blushing or breathing. Strictly speaking, anyone can tell who painted these paintings.

"Okay! No matter what, I'm all yours." He Junyao whispered in her ear seriously.

Fang Monan's face flushed. It was redder than the rose in his hand. There was silence for a moment, and now the sound was louder than the sound. Even the air was filled with the sweet and greasy smell of sugar.

"Here we come!" He Junyao reluctantly let go of Fang Monan and said regretfully.

Fang Monan listened intently when the car horn honked at the door of the house. The two of them took the finished sugar paintings and walked towards the front hall. As soon as they sat down, they saw Hao Bingguo and Lu Xiaorong entering the door.

"Ah! How come there are so many sugar paintings!" As soon as Lu Xiaorong entered the door, she ignored the greetings and was attracted by the various sugar paintings.

"Bingguo, come and see!" Lu Xiaorong showed the tenderness of a little daughter, and immediately surrounded the sugar paintings on the fairy table. "When I was a child, I often took the money and ran out secretly to buy it." All of a sudden

I fell into nostalgia.

Thinking of that, she walked across the Silver Ingot Bridge with her hair braided, holding up the money in her hand, looking expectantly at the old man selling the sugar paintings. Of course, when she bought it back, she couldn't bear to eat it, so she just looked at it stupidly.

.Or go to show off in front of your friends, which can make you happy for a long time. At that time, I often did such stupid things!

The sugar painting old man can not only draw flowers, but also calligraphy, lively jade rabbits, cute birds, vivid crabs, active ponies and other small animals. The exquisite sugar paintings are filled with fragrance.

The sweet smell of human beings has become an image cherished in childhood memories not only by her but also by many people.[

"There are very few such things now! In the past, there were many in alleys and alleys! Now you can only see them at temple fairs, or you can see candy sellers at rural fairs." Lu Xiaorong said with emotion.

Hao Bingguo gave He Junyao and the others an apologetic look. Attracted by Lu Xiaorong's words, Hao Bingguo walked over, gently held her shoulders, and patted her comfortingly.

Fang Monan pursed his lips and snickered. He was very pleased. The couple seemed to be in love. Unexpectedly, it took an old couple to find the feeling of love. The order seemed to be reversed, and it seemed that it had been reversed for many years.

"Where did you buy it?" Lu Xiaorong raised her eyes and asked.

"Brother He did it." Fang Monan was not greedy for credit at this time and said with a smile.

'Dong...' broke Hao Bingguo's and Hao Bingguo's jaws. Lu Xiaorong even opened her mouth wide, "He... he... did it." He asked blankly. It is hard to imagine that such a famous person in the army

It's incredible that the cold-faced King of Hell can do these things to coax children. Their heads are spinning in confusion.

"It looks good!" Fang Monan said as a treasure.

"Good-looking!" The couple replied mechanically following her words. The two of them glanced at He Junyao. Although they were curious, their expressions quickly returned to normal. They were not ordinary people.

After a moment of thought, what does this actually mean? Everyone has many faces. We are used to seeing him in the military, but who knows what he is like in private! But it is really surprising that he has such a hobby.

"How is Luochuan?" Fang Monan raised his eyes and asked.

"Okay! We are waiting for you at the hotel now! My husband and I have made a special trip to pick you up!" Lu Xiaorong couldn't be happier to hear the smile on her face when she mentioned her son.

In fact, Hao Luochuan was discharged from the hospital yesterday, but it didn't matter if he stayed in the hospital for one more night.

"It's almost time, let's go!" Hao Bingguo said aloud.

Fang Monan and He Junyao went to take off their coats from the hangers and put them on respectively, "You can go!"

"You don't need to wear scarves and gloves!" Hao Bingguo saw that the two of them were only wearing coats, and he felt cold for them.

"No need!" The two looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Can I take one of these?" Lu Xiaorong said quietly. She felt a little embarrassed that such an old person still cares about this thing.

"Of course! So many!" Fang Monan shrugged.

Lu Xiaorong was not greedy and only took two, one was a butterfly spreading its wings and the other was a sugar-painted dragon. Thinking of the scene back then, the old man who painted the sugar painting used a spoon as a pen and sugar as ink, concentrated his mind and moved his wrists, and the sugar spoon was in

The marble board moves quickly and slowly, sometimes rising and falling, rising and falling several times. As sugar threads float down repeatedly, lifelike dragon sugar paintings are formed in an instant.

The dragon's claws, the five-clawed golden dragon, must be expressed. The body shape must be expressed, the dragon's feet are like deer's feet, the goldfish's tail, the snake's body, and the eagle's claws must be reflected to resemble the style of the dragon. The dragon's eyes and golden eyes,

The dragon beads are clear. I didn't expect Major General Tangtang He to have this skill, and his skill is pretty good.

Sugar painting is a craft that has been passed down among the people for more than 500 years. This craft is a painting made of sugar. It is both sugar and painting, and it is beautiful and edible. I think back then, these paintings were so vivid and lifelike.

The dragon sugar painting was sold out as soon as it was finished. It’s hard to look back on the past! “Now we are all old.”

"You are not old, you are still the energetic and energetic Xiaorong you were back then." Hao Bingguo said seriously.

"Go!" Lu Xiaorong said sheepishly, "Take it." She handed him the butterfly in her hand, resolving the awkwardness between the four of them.

"Let's go!" He Junyao said standing outside the door.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Quan, the four of them walked out. Lu Xiaorong drove here in person. Hao Bingguo opened the car door and asked He Junyao and the others to get in.

Lu Xiaorong drove, Fang Monan sat in the passenger seat, Hao Bingguo held the candy painting and He Junyao sat in the back.

Lu Xiaorong is very skilled at driving, and her posture is chic and charming. For such a graceful beauty, driving a military jeep gives people a distinct sense of violation, but is quite stunning.

"Ms. Lu, you are so handsome." Fang Monan joked.

"Doctor Fang can't say that. If you say that, Xiaorong will be even more proud. She drives too hard, and our whole family is worried." Hao Bingguo sat in the back and stopped quickly.

People from the army, regardless of gender, drive aggressively, which makes a person like him, who is usually gentle and gentle, feel numb when he sits in her car. Lu Xiaorong's fiery temperament has been praised by others, and it is not even more "crazy".

"Xiao Rong, let's drive slower. You don't want our family to just... be in a hurry." Hao Bingguo's voice was soft and gentle, gentle and nice.

Sure enough, as soon as Hao Bingguo finished speaking, Lu Xiaorong's car slowed down. Fang Monan and He Junyao looked at each other through the rearview mirror. Sure enough, in this world, everything comes down.

The car quickly arrived at its destination, the Jingxi Hotel, on the ground floor of the newly built East Building, which was also a benchmark building at the time.

In the eyes of outsiders, familiar places such as the Jingcheng Hotel and the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse must be the highest-level hotels in the capital. But they don’t know that the Jingxi Hotel is no less than the State Guesthouse, and even the standards here are even higher.

Wait.

Normally, the Jingxi Hotel only receives dignitaries from all over the country who come to Beijing to attend important meetings, as well as top ministers from the central government. If there is no participation certificate, or the leadership of the hotel leader, it is difficult for anyone to get in, even a fly can't get in.

Fly in.

The State Guesthouse has been opened to the public, and only receives state guests, with limited capacity. The Great Hall of the People can now be visited with a ticket, but only the Jingxi Hotel is not open to the public.

Coming to this place to eat was decided by the Minister of Roads. He can come and go at will, firstly because of his status in the military, and secondly because this place happens to be under the control of the General Staff, and he himself belongs to the General Staff.

Jingxi Hotel has a Soviet-style architectural style. Fang Monan followed them without squinting. In fact, he wanted to see. Once he opened his eyes, he could see everything within a few kilometers. However, as her cultivation level increased, she no longer cared about these things.

External. In fact, to put it bluntly, this guy is getting better and better at pretending to be inscrutable. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to () vote, monthly vote, your support is mine.

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