Madam Han, Your Vest Has Fallen Off

Chu Ning nodded, Fang Hua felt blood dripping from her heart.

But she really wanted to own a painting by Master Lemon.

"Then I'll pick one. I want this "Sa Huan". I think this footprint is very interesting. I saw it at a glance."

Fang Hua pointed to a prominent painting on the ground.

"Yeah." Chu Ning agreed.

Chu Yuhao hesitated to say something but stopped, "Then I will pick it too!"

It doesn't matter if you take a few of so many paintings, and the little girl doesn't seem to care about these paintings.

Afterwards, he bowed his head and searched among the pile of paintings in the corner.

"Huh? Little sister, isn't this when you and Han Hengchuan were young? There is also Big Brother Han."

Chu Yuhao pulled out a painting from a bunch of paintings.

Because these paintings are all mounted with big picture frames, they are piled together, they are not contaminated with dust, and they are not moldy or discolored.

This picture is of three people.

A little girl and two big boys, they are playing house games, smiling very brightly.

The others listened to Chu Yuhao's words and looked over.

Han Hengchuan saw at a glance that it was when they were young, and the other boy was his dead brother.

"It turns out that Mr. Han was so familiar with Master Ning when he was young. Who else is that?"

Fang Hua asked curiously, but no one answered her.

This is a painful past, and Chu Yuhao didn't intend to say it.

"The painter is the east wind!"

Chu Yuhao was holding this painting, and suddenly surprised again, pointing to another seal and said.

Fang Hua skipped the stalk just now and looked at what Chu Yuhao said.

"It turns out that you are so familiar with the big painter, Lord Ning, and he will paint for you!" Fang Hua said in surprise.

Chu Ning pursed her lips, looked at the painting, and did not speak.

Han Hengchuan gently embraced Chu Ning's shoulders, snatched the painting from Chu Yuhao's hand, and buckled it on top of the other paintings.

"I won't give this picture, you choose another one," Han Hengchuan said.

He remembered that Aunt Yin liked painting very much before. When painting this picture, they happened to be playing games with Chu Ning, and Aunt Yin was right by.

It can be guessed that Dongfenggui is the daughter-in-law's mother.

With such an excellent mother, it is natural to teach such an excellent daughter.

Chu Yuhao and Fang Hua saw that Chu Ning was in a bad mood, so they didn't mention it again, and went to see other paintings.

"There are a lot of portraits of Master Ning when he was a child, and the authors are all coming home from the east."

Fang Hua looked at the pile of portraits of Chu Ning in surprise.

There are portraits of Ning Ye's family, and more often, portraits of Ning Ye wearing a princess dress.

In all the portraits, Master Ning in each one smiles happily, and is a sweet little princess.

Fang Hua cautiously moved to the side of Chu Yuhao, and asked in a low voice: "What is the relationship between Ning Ye and Dongfeng Gui? How did she help Ning Ye to make so many paintings?"

She felt that there was a high possibility that Dongfenggui was Chu Ning's relatives, and only relatives could draw so many paintings unconditionally.

The number of these paintings far exceeds that of Dongfenggui by more than 10 times the number known to the world.

And from these delicate brushstrokes, one can see the joy and care of the author when he paints.

Chu Yuhao was stunned the whole time, "I don't know either!"

Fang Hua saw the painting in Chu Yuhao's hands. It was a painting called "Happiness", which was once seen in an exhibition.

"This is Ning Ye's family of three, right?" Fang Hua asked, pointing to the picture.

Although she doesn't know the woman in the painting, the man is very similar to Ning Ye's father.

And in the portrait, they are so happy together, the man is holding the little girl, and the woman beside her smiles brightly.