Chapter 775: Tang Qianfan, can also paint

Qian Mian had only walked a short distance before being pulled by many people to ask questions.

Most of it is whether she is Tang Qianyan and how she grew up.

These people are all distant relatives of the Tang family, people who haven't visited for more than ten years.

Quite a few said that they had met her when she was a child, and even said that they had hugged her and changed her diapers.

After being pestered by these people for a while, she walked to the backyard.

The backyard is very large, and most people gather in the house and do not come out to blow the air.

So it's pretty quiet here.

But after walking a few steps, I saw more than one drawing board erected in the snow. At a glance, there were five, but no one was there.

Next to the wall not far away, there is a row of winter plum trees, which her mother planted.

At this moment, under the plum tree in the corner, two people, one large and one small, were squatting.

Both of them turned their backs to her, not knowing what they were doing.

At this time, Tang Qianheng's voice came: "Okay, it's here, big brother, you can dig for me."

He sealed the string with the shovel.

Fengxuan didn't throw it aside, and started digging for him without saying anything.

She watched quietly, without going over to disturb.

Tang Qianheng also dug, and after a while, he dug out a box.

"This is what my sister buried before. She said that it can be dug out and hung on plum trees in winter."

With that, he opened the box.

"Wow, there are so many magpies."

A box of red paper cranes was placed in it.

She suddenly remembered that Tang Qianheng had a manual work before, and there was extra red paper left. She taught him to fold a thousand paper cranes, and then asked him to write all his wishes on the top, and then buried it under the plum tree, waiting for winter, and then take it. Come out and hang up.

This is what her mother taught her.

"Big brother, you can hang it up for me, I can't reach it if it's too high."

Feng Xian suddenly squatted down: "If you want your dream to come true, you can hang it yourself and come up."

When Tang Qianheng was overjoyed, he climbed on his back, held the box, and hung the paper cranes with wishes written on the plum branches one by one.

Qianmiao looked at them, her hands suddenly itchy.

She looked at the drawing paper and other tools that no one was drawing beside, picked up a sketching pen and began to draw on the white paper.

About ten minutes later, footsteps suddenly heard behind him.

"Mr. Shu, I have all the tools ready, look, hey..."

Behind Qianmiao, five people came.

One is Lin Wenyu, one is Shu Yu and other teachers.

Lin Wenyu invited all the people he knew this time, and even the training team that had just gone there invited all the teachers there.

Now these few, except for Shu Yu, are other female teachers.

She thinks that Shu Yu is a very famous painter, so she prepares to let her leave a painting, and follow the painting herself, so that she can give pointers.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I called people over, I saw this scene in front of me-Tang Qianmian was painting.

Tang Qianfan, can also paint?

Lin Wenyu thought for a while, but remembered, I had seen her draw something before, but I probably couldn't get it.

Looking farther, I saw Feng Xian and Tang Qianheng.

And Tang Qianfan is painting them.

She glanced at Shu Yu, the two of them thought about each other, and then walked a few steps forward together to see Tang Qianfan's paintings.

It's just a simple sketch.

At first glance, both of them were surprised.

Lin Wenyu looked at Qian Miao in a daze, and secretly said a few words about impossible.

Shu Yu was also surprised that she could paint.

And not bad.

However, after recognizing who the person in the painting was, she suddenly felt that the painting was a bit dazzling.