The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 511

Chapter 511 Lotus

The guests took their seats one after another. The lights in the corner were dim, and no one noticed the two people sitting in the corner.

A lady walked in under the guidance of the waiter and sat in the middle of the second row.

"Mrs. Song, also known as Song Sheng's stepmother, tsk tsk, the illegitimate child that her husband is most concerned about had an accident, so she had to write schadenfreude on her face. These rich wives from wealthy families have no pattern at all."

"The woman with the most twisted waist, who can't wait to look at people with her nostrils, is the aunt of your godson, the young lady of the Bai family. The affair is more wonderful than the book, and she is nicknamed Jingzhou Yizhihua."

Zheng Qing is very fond of every famous lady who came in, and even remembers how many erasers they stole when their first love was.

Mingjing said helplessly: "I don't want to know."

"It's fine, I'll use it sooner or later anyway."

"Well, that woman with a mean face is the eldest lady of the Bo family, that is, the eldest sister-in-law of Dr. Bo. This woman has a good life, and the old lady of Bo is a strange woman with both political integrity and talent. But it's a different pattern, you can see Mrs. Bo's shy look, and you know that her mother-in-law has never been angry with her at home, and being a woman can be considered a complete success for her."

Among the ladies in Jingzhou, the most enviable one is Ji Rouen.

Mingjing looked up.

Ji Rouen was followed by a group of women, she was guarded in the middle, smiling and proud.

Bao Lianye accompanied Mao Nana, Bai Weining accompanied Qin Qiuxi, each comforted the other, sitting in the south and the north, with rows of seats in between, for fear that the two would fight again if they disagreed.

"Ye Ye, is your aunt seriously ill? I called her several times and didn't answer. Is she hiding something from me?" Mao Nana asked suspiciously.

Thin lotus leaf helped her to sit down and said softly, "Sister Nana, don't worry, my aunt is fine."

Mao Nana rolled her eyes: "Did she have a relationship with Professor Liu? Did Professor Liu do something wrong to her?"

Thin Lianye said with a wry smile: "Sister Nana, you really misunderstood, my sister-in-law and Professor Liu have a good relationship."

On the other side, Bai Weining was also comforting Qin Qiuxi: "Sister-in-law, Miss Mao has such a temperament, don't bother with her."

Qin Qiuxi glanced at her, with a half-smile but not a smile: "You have a good relationship with that little girl from the Bo family."

Bai Weining smiled shyly: "Ye Ye treats me very well, and I also treat her sincerely."

"That's right, it's better to be young." Qin Qiuxi patted the back of Bai Weining's hand with a meaningful look in her eyes.

The smile on Bai Weining's face was even more imperceptible and eager.

"I remember that you are a star now, right? I seem to have seen you on the Spring Festival Evening this year." Qin Qiuxi stared at the young and fresh face in front of her.

Bai Weining's smile is shy, like a lily in bud, fresh and soft.

"It's just a small fight. There were so many people on the show at that time that it was rare for my sister-in-law to remember me."

"You sing very well, perform well, and come to my sister-in-law if you have any difficulties in the future."

"Thank you sister-in-law."

Qin Qiuxi looked away and saw Qu Lanting and his party came in and took their seats in the first row.

Bai Weining, who was beside her, suddenly became excited. Although she tried her best to suppress it, she was still caught.

Qin Qiuxi followed her gaze, the young man was slender and straight, and his face was cold, like a sharpened sword that was about to be unsheathed.

Young Mu Ai is a human being.

Qin Qiuxi didn't have time to sigh before she was attracted by the cold jade-like figure.

The time changes and the stars move, as if returning to the year when I was sixteen, and I missed my whole life.

She once saw such a sentence in a book, saying, don't meet too amazing people when you are young, otherwise you will not be able to spend the rest of your life peacefully.

The little deer back then lost his way in the torrent of time, and he also struggled, gave up, and sunk.

But when the little deer looks away from the clouds and sees him again, he will still fall in love with him again.

Going around, everything is destined.

Life is only once, crazy or dead.

"His" Bai Weining took a deep breath, the pain in her hand made her wake up from the surprise for a while.

It turned out that Qin Qiuxi pinched her and hurt her unknowingly. Bai Weining looked at Qin Qiuxi, but saw that she was looking at a person in a daze, her eyes were straight, and deep in her eyes, something was boiling and disturbing.

Bai Weining followed her gaze, it was Uncle Bo.

Bai Weining suddenly remembered what Mao Nana said just now, it turned out to be true.

For a while, she didn't dare to make a sound and could only endure it, but the appearance of Qu Feitai eased her anxiety.

She looked at the back of Qu Feitai's head and smiled madly, why do some people even look so good on the back of their head?

Ji Rouen said in surprise: "Mr. Qu is also here, why didn't your dad tell us?"

Bo Lianye glanced at him and retracted his gaze, "Dad does things and has his own considerations, so don't worry about it."

Then a woman wearing a camel coat and sunglasses walked in. The moment she appeared, Qu Lanting and Bo Yujian stood up at the same time.

The woman walked in front of Qu Lanting, reached out and took off her sunglasses. The woman was very tall, standing in front of Qu Lanting, which was about 1.8 meters tall, and almost looked at him.

"Master Wen, I have long admired the name." Qu Lanting smiled and stretched out his hand.

Ji Rouen was still muttering about how this woman is so big and dare to let Qu Lanting and his husband greet her. When she heard the words "Master Wen", she almost blurted out subconsciously: "So she is Wen Ruo."

In the silent venue, this sentence was particularly harsh.

Bo Lianye frowned and glanced at Ji Rouen, Ji Rouen suddenly stood up, rushed towards the woman, and said enthusiastically, "Master Wen, you have long admired your name."

The thin lotus leaf supported his forehead and sighed in his heart.

Wen Ruo raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes were cold and sharp, inexplicably nervous.

"You are?"

Bo Yujian took a deep breath, walked over and pulled Ji Rouen behind her, and said with guilt: "I'm sorry Master Wen, she is my wife and doesn't know how to behave, so I made you laugh."

Ji Rouen came out from behind Bo Yujian: "Master Wen, I'm the eldest lady of the Bo family. Do you know Mrs. Bo? It's Mrs. Bo, the great writer who donated copper to write history. She is my mother-in-law."

Wen Ruo's eyes softened a little, and smiled: "It turned out to be Senior Sister's family, disrespectful and disrespectful."

Ji Rouen looked happy, and immediately pulled the thin lotus leaf: "this is my daughter lotus leaf. She is very smart. She has won competition awards from small to large, and she is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

Bo Yujian couldn't bear it any longer and roared at her: "Enough."

Ji Rouen was startled and shivered.

Bo Lian Ye took a step forward and said generously: "Master, my name is Bo Lian Ye, you can call me Ye Zi, my mother is not malicious, I will apologize to you for her rudeness."

The girl in front of her is neither humble nor arrogant, her eyes are gentle and firm, giving people a great impression.

Wen Ruo looked at her and nodded with a smile: "You are a good boy, and the upbringing of senior sister will not be wrong."

Wen Ruo's words changed: "Is Senior Sister's body okay recently?"

Thin lotus leaf said softly, "Grandma is healthy, but her eyes have been suffering for many years. My father has been looking for a lot of doctors over the years, but he couldn't cure it."

Wen Ruo sighed: "When I have time, I'll go see Senior Sister, it's getting late, everyone, take your seats."

Thin lotus leaf nodded and pulled Ji Rouen away.

Bo Yujian accompanied him with a smile: "Master, my wife is ignorant, so I let you see a joke."

Wen Ruo smiled and said, "Mr. Bo, your daughter is very good."

Bo Yujian showed a hint of pride on her face, but she said modestly: "It was taught by her grandmother. This child is sensible since she was a child, and she doesn't let people worry about it."

Qu Lanting smiled, looked at Wen Ruo and smiled, and sat down in his seat.

Bo Yujian carefully wiped his forehead after he sat down, sweating coldly on his forehead.

"Master Wen Ruo?" Bai Weining frowned and thought for a long time: "Why is it so familiar?"

Qin Qiuxi admired his beautiful manicure, "One who writes with a brush."

Bai Weining suddenly realized, "It turned out to be her."

Wen Ruo is a famous calligrapher. She studied under Master Qi Yun. She has gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools and created Wen Style. She has a high reputation and status in the world. I don't know how many people want to worship her as a teacher and inherit her mantle. However, so far, Wen Ruo has not accepted a single disciple.

She has lived abroad all the year round. Although she is famous internationally, she acts in a low-key manner. Very few people have seen her in person. It was the first time that Bai Weining saw her in person.

The thin lotus leaf pressed down Ji Rouen's hand that was about to move, and her low voice was filled with suppressed anger: "Mom, you are too impulsive."

Ji Rouen was a little anxious: "I'm not trying to seize the opportunity..."

Bo Lianye closed his eyes and said helplessly: "Okay, stop talking, you keep silent, that is the greatest help to me."

Ji Rouen's expression was a little hurt, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

Zheng Qing yawned, dragging his chin with one hand, feeling a little drowsy.

"I should have known it was so boring."

She stared at Liu Xiangyue's profile, the lights were blurry and dim, and with the drowsy consciousness, she seemed to fall into a gentle dreamland.

Chaos, chaos, noisy music, wheezing, turbulent soul...

Pieces of mottled fragments gradually put together a beautiful face in the torrent of memory.

Zheng Qing suddenly opened his eyes, with a little confusion in his eyes, staring at the side face that was close at hand.

The man seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head to look over.

At that moment, it seemed that even the soul trembled suddenly, something burst out from the soil of memory.

At this time, the auctioneer's plausible introduction came: "Tonight's first lot is from the painting fairy Yan Zhongling's "Love Lotus". Yan Zhongling is a famous painter in the Yue Dynasty. Talented, he was sold into the palace as a slave by a family who was addicted to wealth. Later, he became a court painter by virtue of his skill. He is the founder of the Beijing-style landscape painting. The "light smoke" method created by later generations is called "light smoke." "It has a great influence on the landscape paintings of later generations."

"Although Yan Zhongling has made great achievements in landscape painting, he still has another nickname, do you know what it is? Layman Ailian, the name of the place where he lives is Hanli Garden, where the incense of Hanli is sold and the green leaves are remnant, and the west wind is worrying about the green waves. , This famous masterpiece "Love Lotus" was completed in Master Yan's prime, using lotus to express his will, out of the mud but not stained, clean and not demon."

The auctioneer, wearing a pair of brand new white gloves, carefully opened a painting.

The painting is outlined with light ink, the lines are simple and smooth, the stream is soupy, the distant mountains are clear and clean, the lotus flower bursts out of the water, the branches and pavilions are pure and elegant, every petal seems to have a soul, a boat is hidden in the depths of the couple, and a woman on the boat The graceful back is looming, and the lotus is reflected in each other.

Exclamations rang out all around.

You don't need any profound artistic accomplishment and knowledge to make a painting. As long as you have a pair of eyes that know how to discover beauty, you will be deeply impressed by the Qingyuan artistic conception in this painting.

Mao Nana whispered, "Is this the real thing?"

Bo Lianye said with a smile: "Of course it's genuine works. The handed down ink and wash auction house only sells genuine works. It is rumored that the owner of this auction house is a big collector. He holds an auction every three years, and each auction only exhibits Produce three works, find people who are destined for them, and take them away without needing a high price or a noble identity."

Mao Nana asked curiously, "What do you need?"

Thin lotus leaf stared at the painting and said lightly, "Just a pair of eyes that know how to appreciate."

"So simple?"

"Sometimes things that look simple turn out to be very complicated." Thin Lotus Leaf said something ambiguous.

Mao Nana was confused and looked around, "Did I come to the wrong place?"

"Sister Nana, of course you have not come to the wrong place. Every invitation letter sent by the handed down ink painting has its value. It is better for Sister Nana to think about whether there is any one of your relatives and friends who are in art Have you made a contribution or sacrifice?"

Mao Nana frowned for a long time and thought for a while, then suddenly patted her thigh: "I have a cousin who is a little-known painter. So, it seems that I still got the light of my cousin."

Thin lotus leaf smiled: "That's it."

Mao Nana sighed: "But I can't understand this painting either. It seems that I have no fate with him."

The auctioneer looked around and said with a smile: "What do you find in this painting, you can express your thoughts to your heart's content."

"We want to be people who are clean like lotus flowers, come out of the mud without being stained, wash the lotus without being a demon, resist the temptation of this world, and stick to the original intention." A clear voice sounded.

The auctioneer looked at the girl who was talking and smiled, "Miss Bai is a pure person."

Bai Weining looked shy, and said shyly, "I made the teacher laugh."

(end of this chapter)

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