There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Among the golden rice waves, the rice flower wearing a white hood and a azure dress, opened his arms arbitrarily, and felt the warm wind blowing with a look of enjoyment.

Behind him, Xiao Yeyang, who was wearing a moon-white robe, followed him slowly, with a gentle and almost doting smile on his face.

At first, Wang Man'er ignored Defu's obstruction and wanted to find her own girl, but slowly, feeling the warm and beautiful atmosphere that lingered between the two, she gradually stopped.

"Xiao Yeyang, you have to manage Liulichang again, and you have to practice in the military camp, why do you still have time to come to Taohua Village?"

"Didn't you say, I came to install glazed tiles and glazed windows for my mother-in-law and Master Gu."

"How easy it is to install glazed tiles and glazed windows, you can just send someone over here."

"How can this be done? How can people set foot on places like Taohua Nunnery at will?"

".Then you have installed it now, why don't you leave?"

"Yan Yiyi, mother-in-law and Master Gu haven't chased me yet, but you should chase me first."

"I'm not afraid of delaying your business."

"I thank you."

"You're welcome."

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After a while, Xiao Yeyang asked again, "Yan Yiyi, why do you like playing in the fields so much?"

"Don't you feel that walking in the fields makes me feel very happy? Watching the harvest of food will make me feel happy from the bottom of my heart."

Xiao Yeyang smiled: "My uncle Huang also said the same thing. Every year during the autumn harvest, he would go out in micro-clothing to check the grain harvest, and sometimes he would go to the field in person."

Hearing this, Daohua was stunned and turned around in surprise: "The emperor places so much importance on farming?"

Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Uncle Huang often talks about people's food as their heaven. In Huangzhuang, there are a lot of farming veterans who are studying how to increase grain production every day. "

"When your father reported the high-yielding grain seeds to the imperial court, the uncle Huang laughed for a long time."

Daohua smiled: "According to you, the emperor is really a good emperor."

Xiao Yeyang showed pride on his face: "Uncle Huang is indeed a good emperor who is diligent in politics and loves the people. You like farming so much, he will definitely like you when he sees you in the future."

Daohua hesitated: "Can I see the emperor? This chance seems a little slim, unless my father becomes a Beijing official, and the official position can't be too low, otherwise, the family can't enter the palace, right?"

Xiao Yeyang's eyes flickered, and he said firmly, "You can definitely see it."

Daohua shook her head: "Don't talk so much, my dad doesn't know if he can go up."

Xiao Yeyang smiled silently, but he didn't continue to talk, he smiled and watched Dao Hua walk among the rice waves.

The golden rice waves, the bright smiles, and the slim silhouettes are intertwined with each other, and together with the blue sky, it is as beautiful as a painting, and people can't take their eyes away.

Xiao Yeyang looked at it for a long time, and when Daohua turned around and smiled at him, he blurted out, "I'll draw you a portrait, just how you look today."

Daohua's eyes lit up: "Okay, I wanted you to paint for me before, but unfortunately I haven't found a chance." After speaking, she paused, "Did you bring paint or something?"

Xiao Yeyang turned around and waved at Defu.

After a while, Defu and Wang Man'er both trotted over.

Xiao Yeyang asked Defu: "Are there brushes and paints on the boat?"

Defu nodded: "I've been preparing, I'm afraid that the master will want to paint when he sees the beautiful scenery." After speaking, he quickly glanced at Daohua.

The master has been talking about painting for Miss Yan for a long time, so no matter where he goes, he will prepare brushes and paints.

Xiao Yeyang: "Hurry up and get it."

Defu was taken aback: "Get it here?"

Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Yes, it's right here."

Defu didn't ask any further questions, he turned around and ran towards the boat.

Daohua smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be a realist painter, so you don't know your painting skills?"

Xiao Yeyang glanced at her sideways: "Don't worry, it's not a problem to draw you."

Daohua said quickly: "You can't make me ugly, but I want to hang the painting in the bedroom. If the painting is ugly, it will affect my mood. Of course, there is no need to beautify me."

Saying that, he covered his face with his hands and smiled.

"I still like this face very much, you can just draw it as it is."

Xiao Yeyang laughed: "It's up to me to paint you, but there are a lot of requirements."

Daohua said confidently: "Although you are the one who wrote the painting, it is me who painted it. With an attitude of being responsible for my eyes, I must have certain requirements."

Xiao Yeyang smiled and shook his head, too lazy to argue with her.

After a while, Defu brought the tables, chairs and benches for painting, as well as drawing paper, brushes, and paints with two little servants.

"Do I need to pose?"

Just when Xiao Yeyang was sorting out his pen and ink, Daohua suddenly asked such a question.

Xiao Yeyang laughed a little. Seeing that Daohua was about to take off the hood, he hurriedly stopped him: "Don't take it, it looks good when you wear it!"

Daohua looked suspicious: "Really or not? Will this hat cover up my elegance?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang couldn't help it, and laughed outright: "Yan Yiyi, you are really narcissistic!"

Even Defu and Wang Man'er couldn't help but lower their heads and snicker.

The masters of the two of them are narcissistic.

Daohua pouted and asked Wang Man'er to help him sort out the hat, but she didn't say that she wanted to take it off. After a while, she asked, "Do I need a fan or a handkerchief or something?"

Xiao Yeyang took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Just take it if you want, and come as you feel comfortable."

Daohua felt that he was perfunctory, and said worriedly: "Why don't you ask for anything, can you paint like this?"

Seeing Daohua chattering non-stop, Xiao Yeyang simply stopped talking, spread the drawing paper, prepared the paint, held the paintbrush in his hand, looked up at Daohua, and then lowered his head to start painting.

Seeing that he started writing, Daohua didn't dare to move, she stared straight at the other side, and after a while, she couldn't help but speak again: "Why don't you look at me?"

Xiao Yeyang then raised his head to look at Daohua, and then lowered his head again.

Seeing him like this, Daohua was very worried and said to Wang Man'er, "Go and see what he painted me like?"

Wang Man'er trotted behind the painting table, stretched his neck to take a look, then smiled and nodded to Daohua, silently saying two words: "It's beautiful."

Seeing this, Daohua was relieved, standing bored, playing with the ears of rice beside her.

Almost an hour later, Xiao Yeyang raised his head and glanced at Daohua with a smile: "Okay."

Daohua shook her stiff legs, and then ran over: "Show me what you have drawn me?" After speaking, she stretched her head to look at the painting on the table.

In the painting, in the golden rice waves, a young girl in green clothes stood with a smile, and the thin white gauze on the hood moved with the wind, covering half of the girl's face.

Under the golden sunlight, this cover added a hazy beauty to the girl.

"how?"

Xiao Yeyang's soft voice rang in his ears.

Daohua looked at the painting, nodded straight, and looked up at Xiao Yeyang: "It's beautiful."

Xiao Yeyang looked down at Daohua and asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Daohua smiled and nodded: "I like it, I will frame it when I get home and hang it in the bedroom. Xiao Yeyang, it's alright, the painting skills are really good."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at his portrait, the more he looked, the more he liked it, and suddenly, his expression froze.

"Huh? Why did you draw a sunflower?"

Xiao Yeyang's eyes flashed, and he pretended to be calm and said, "I made a mistake just now. In order to cover up the flaws, I just painted this sunflower. Why, don't you like it?"

Daohua shook his head and said with a smile, "No, it just feels weird that a sunflower grows in a field of rice. But it's okay, I like it very much."