There is Room For the Poor Daughter

After lunch, Xiao Yeyang left in a hurry with Defu.

"I don't know what happened? I called Boy Yang back in such a hurry." Granny Gu was a little worried.

Daohua smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, it shouldn't be a big deal. When I saw Xiao Yeyang left, he looked very relaxed."

Hearing this, Granny Gu nodded, then looked at Daohua with a smile, and said, "You girl knows Yang Boy quite well."

Daohua frowned: "That's right, after all, I've known him for so many years, I don't know everything about that guy's temperament, but I can see it closely."

Mrs. Yan said angrily, "You're still panting when you say you're fat!"

Daohua mumbled: "It was originally." Seeing her grandmother staring at her, she quickly changed the subject with a smile, "Grandmother, mother-in-law, master, I have been sitting for a long time in the morning, I think you are tired too, go and take a nap. ."

Gu Jian nodded: "This person is old, and his body is not very good. After sitting for a long time, my lower back hurts."

Immediately, the three old men went to their respective rooms to rest.

After they fell asleep, Daohua took Wang Man'er down the mountain and went to Zhuangzi.

When Qin Xiaoliu saw Daohua, he quickly threw away his work and followed: "Girl, the Zhuangzi you told me to look at already has eyes."

"The land here in Ningmen Mansion is cheap, and many places are sparsely populated. I can see that several villages are a little big. The smallest has two or three thousand acres, and the largest has tens of thousands of acres."

Daohua pondered for a moment: "How about the quality of the fields and the irrigation conditions?"

Qin Xiaoliu: "The few Zhuangzi I have seen are all next to the river, and the fields are not as good as those in Xingzhou, but they are still acceptable." After speaking, he took out some simple pictures of Zhuangzi from his arms.

Daohua took it in her hand and looked at it, and finally looked at Qin Xiaoliu: "Liu brother, we have bought Zhuangzi a few times. I trust your eyesight. I won't check it myself this time."

Qin Xiaoliu said quickly: "Don't worry, girl, I have checked these Zhuangzi repeatedly, and they are better than others."

Daohua nodded, and finally selected two villages, a large farm with 10,000 mu, and a medium-sized village with more than 3,000 acres.

"This 10,000-mu farm will be called Mai Zhuang in the future. Get ready. After the autumn harvest is over, plant winter wheat."

Qin Xiaoliu nodded.

Daohua said again: "This little Zhuangzi is called Caizhuang. You can send someone to sort it out. I will grow tomatoes next year."

Qin Xiaoliu knew about tomatoes, and now all the greenhouses in Taohua Village are planted with these.

"Okay, go get busy, I'm fine here."

After that, Daohua and Mrs. Yan stayed for two more days. On the 11th of August, Mrs. Li sent someone to say that on the 13th of August, the Xiangyang Liuli shop in the palace city opened, Dong Yuanyao and Su Shiyu were coming over, the two and Gu. After the mother-in-law and Gu Jian said goodbye, they returned to the mansion.

The first thing Daohua did when she returned to Fucheng was to find a calligraphy and painting shop and framed the portrait that Xiao Yeyang had drawn for her. On the day that Dong Yuanyao and Su Shiyu came over, they saw the framed portrait in her bedroom. .

"Oh my God, Yiyi, which lady teacher did you ask to draw you a portrait, it's too realistic!"

Dong Yuanyao leaned in front of the portrait, and Baba watched it for a while, then pulled Daohua and said, "Tell me, I want to hang the picture in the room too."

Su Shiyu also looked over curiously.

Daohua said with a smile, "What kind of lady, it was painted by Xiao Yeyang. That guy's painting skills are really good."

"what?!"

Dong Yuanyao and Su Shiyu both widened their eyes.

Daohua was speechless: "Why are you so surprised?"

Dong Yuanyao was silent for a while, then looked at Daohua before saying anything: "You you."

Seeing her like this, Daohua looked puzzled: "Why, talking hesitantly, this is not your style."

Dong Yuanyao took a breath: "How can you let a foreign man paint you a portrait? Do you know how... what an outrageous thing this is!"

This time it was Daohua's turn to be surprised: "Didn't you just draw a portrait after me, why is it out of line?"

Dong Yuanyao looked around the room and was relieved to see that there were only the three of them, but she said in a low voice, "You don't even think about it, if you want to draw a person realistically, you have to observe carefully, you see. Looking at your painting, or the whole body, what do you want me to say about you?"

Daohua was stunned, and it took a long time to figure out what Dong Yuanyao meant, and she immediately said, "Your thoughts are dirty. When Xiao Yeyang was painting, he didn't raise his head a few times."

Hearing this, Dong Yuanyao quit, and immediately argued with Daohua, while Su Shiyu, who was always thoughtful, flashed slightly.

She also has some understanding of painting, and she paints a person without raising her head. How familiar she must be with this person?

Daohua said angrily: "Xiao Yeyang also gave it to my grandmother and they also painted it. According to what you said, isn't he?" After that, Daohua couldn't say anything.

Dong Yuanyao was helpless: "That's different, elders are elders, you are you."

Daohua: "What's the difference, aren't they all human?"

Dong Yuanyao: "The emotional sustenance is different."

"Yuan Yao!"

Su Shiyu suddenly interrupted Dong Yuanyao, and reached out and tapped her forehead: "You girl, why are you talking more and more outrageous?" After speaking, she looked at Daohua again.

"Sister Yan, don't listen to her nonsense. It's just a painting, there are not so many things. It's just that if you want to paint in the future, you'd better find a female teacher."

Daohua frowned, looked at the expressions of the two, and nodded.

Dong Yuanyao muttered: "I'm doing this for Yiyi's good." As she said that, she quickly looked at Daohua, "By the way, no one else knows about this painting, right?"

Daohua: "My grandmother knows."

Dong Yuanyao: "What about the others?"

Daohua: "It's just finished, and I haven't had time to show my mother and the others."

Dong Yuanyao breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't let Auntie and the others know about the painting, otherwise, you will definitely be scolded."

Daohua was a little unconvinced: "Isn't it just a painting, is it so serious?" After speaking, she looked directly at Su Shiyu, she felt that Su Shiyu was more credible.

Su Shiyu nodded.

Dong Yuanyao: "Of course it's serious, think about it for yourself, what is the situation with the portraits of men and women in the play and in the storybook? Generally speaking, when our daughter's family wants to paint, we either invite the female master, or we ourselves What's the matter with the husband's painting?

Daohua was silent, she didn't expect to draw so many things.

Dong Yuanyao glanced at Daohua, thought about it and said, "I know, you have a good relationship with the little prince, but there are differences between men and women, and now that you are all grown up, you can no longer be as evasive as you were when you were young."

"By the way, on the old lady's side, you'd better let me know, so that you don't accidentally leak your words and cause trouble. Your family is not very peaceful."

Daohua nodded, then let out a long sigh.

Alas, the bondage of women in ancient times was too serious.