Chapter 284: Chess, calligraphy and painting (first update)

Chapter 284: Chess, calligraphy and painting (first update)

After packing up the things in the yard, Jiang Zhiluo originally wanted to carve some wooden bottles, but Cui Hejin was reluctant to let her get tired and let her rest.

Cui Hejin used a knife to help Jiang Zhiluo make wooden bottles.

But he didn’t carve anything.

Jiang Zhiluo held her chin at the side and watched Cui Hejin's movements.

I just feel that even if he does these things, every move he makes is noble, elegant, and very good-looking.

Especially the hands, which are as slender as jade, with clear joints, and as delicate as perfect works of art.

If this were brought to modern times, it would be a pair of hands playing the piano.

Jiang Zhiluo looked a little distracted.

In order to make his little wife relax, Cui Hejin took the initiative to make wooden bottles.

His knife skills are very good, and the carved wooden bottles are small and exquisite, and the corners are ground very flat.

Cui Hejin was doing this, looking at his little wife next to him, and felt very at ease.

There was a gentle color between his brows and eyes.

 “What do you want the carving to look like?”

Jiang Zhiluo looked startled, and suddenly remembered that Mrs. Cui and Cui Qingci had both said that Cui Hejin was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

 She seemed to have never seen him draw before.

 Presumably the paintings drawn by his hands are also very beautiful.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Just look at the painting. It doesn't have to be too complicated or complicated. I just use this bottle to store balm and lip balm. Think about it, the bottle is exquisite and has paintings on it. Doesn't the balm and lip balm look like that?" It’s more expensive and the price can be higher.”

When Jiang Zhiluo said this, Cui Hejin understood.

 He had painted with a brush before, but had never sculpted like this.

Cui Hejin went into the house and drew with a pen first, and then carved.

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but marvel as she watched his strokes.

His paintings have only a few strokes but profound artistic conception.

His landscape paintings, whether they are mountains, water, fog, or clouds, are drawn with majestic and aura of lines, and are drawn with brush strokes, outlining and rendering, with a profound foundation of expressiveness.

 Soon, vast rivers, vast seas of clouds, mountains, forests, waterfalls, etc. appeared.

Jiang Zhiluo was dumbfounded.

She suddenly realized that letting Cui Hejin use these hands to draw and carve bottles was a waste of natural resources.

Cui Hejin made a few, placed them in front of Jiang Zhiluo and said, "Do you think this is good?"

 How could it be bad? It’s so good and beautiful.

"What should I do? I can't bear to sell these bottles. Why don't I keep them at home to enjoy!"

Jiang Zhiluo told the truth. She blinked and looked at Cui Hejin with a tone of discussion.

 She couldn't put it down holding these small bottles in her hands.

Cui Hejin looked at her expression and laughed dumbly, "If you like it, I will paint more and carve it for you."

 He began his enlightenment at the age of two, writing, reading and painting, and never slackened off.

I didn’t expect that one day my painting ability would make my little wife happy.

Then learning these things is not in vain.

“It’s better not to use it. Your hands are supposed to hold a pen, write, and read. How can you do such a thing.”

“It doesn’t matter, these things are all foreign objects. I can do a lot of them as long as you like them.”

 As long as she is happy, that's fine.

Jiang Zhiluo looked deeply at Cui Hejin.

 I feel that he is as good as the previous life, and he always pampers and pampers her.

As long as she is happy and asks him to pick the moon from the sky, he will find a way to do it.

 But she couldn't bear it.

It's okay for her to be tired herself, but she just doesn't want to let him work hard and make him tired.

 “It’s okay, these are actually enough, no more is needed.”

 She did not let Cui Hejin do these tasks.

When Cui Hejin wasn't paying attention, she could secretly make more bottles and carve them more.

 He doesn’t know anyway.

 After it got late, Cui Hejin and Jiang Zhiluo washed up and went back to the house to sleep. Jiang Zhiluo ran in the mountains and forests all day, walked around all day, and worked for such a long time that she lay down and fell asleep.

　　But Cui Hejin saw that she was asleep, so he quietly got up, covered her with a quilt, and went out.

 …

 Early the next morning, Jiang Zhiluo smelled a sweet fragrance when she woke up.

 It doesn’t feel like the aroma of food.

After Jiang Zhiluo got up and washed up, she woke up and saw something in the yard, which made her a little confused.

Cui Qingci took the initiative to explain: "Sister-in-law, eldest brother got back a lot of honey and beehives last night!"

“Brother said that the hive is for you to use, but I don’t know what it will be used for.”

Mrs. Cui was putting honey into bottles and said: "With honey, we can pour a little when making porridge. It tastes very sweet, which is different from adding sugar."

When Jiang Zhiluo heard these words and looked at the several large pieces of beehives placed in the yard and the bottles of honey, her heart felt sour and swollen.

 A lot of emotions came up all at once.

She just mentioned it casually last night, and he helped her get it back.

 Obviously she said she would get it today.

 Obviously they slept together last night.

 But how he went out to get it, she didn't know.

 “Where’s the hibiscus?”

Jiang Zhiluo grabbed Cui Qingci's wrist anxiously.

She didn't even notice that there was a look of deep worry in her eyes at this moment. She was so worried that she grabbed Cui Qingci's wrist so hard.

Cui Qingci looked at Jiang Zhiluo's expression and knew that her sister-in-law was worried about her elder brother.

"My eldest brother got up early and went to fetch water. After fetching water, he should go to chop wood, right?"

 Here in the wooden house, there is enough water and firewood every day. My eldest brother is usually busy with these things early in the morning.

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and hurried out.

When they arrived at the mountain forest and saw Cui Hejin chopping firewood, Jiang Zhiluo's eyes almost burst out of her eyes.

 It is dangerous to work with honey and hives. If you are not careful, you may be besieged by bees.

 She was really worried that Cui Hejin would be injured when she ran over.

 But seeing that he was well, her heart dropped.

At this moment, she realized that she was really afraid of him getting hurt.

 Even if it is slightly injured, it cannot be used.

As if hearing the sound, Cui Hejin turned around and saw Jiang Zhiluo's figure.

Cui Hejin slowly walked up to her and fixed her hair that was messed up by the wind.

Yes, Jiang Zhiluo was so busy worrying about Cui Hejin that she forgot to fix her hair after washing, so she ran out.

"I…"

 What she wanted to say, she didn’t know how to say it.

At this moment, Cui Hejin also saw a worried and nervous look in her eyes when she lowered her head.

His heart trembled violently, as if he had been hit hard by something, and there were layers of ripples in his heart.

 Because at this moment he understood that she was not indifferent to him.

 She is worried about him.

After realizing this idea, Cui Hejin felt a surge of heat in his heart.

 He lowered his voice and said softly: "Don't worry, eh?"

His final voice rose slightly, with a gentle and coaxing breath.

 Looking at her eyes so focused, there seemed to be a little bit of confusion.

Jiang Zhiluo's heart was beating fast, "Did you go get the bees' hive last night?"

"Um!"

 “Were you not stung, were you injured?”

Jiang Zhiluo was still worried, and as she spoke, she couldn't help but pull Cui Hejin's sleeve, trying to feel his pulse.