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Qiao Yonghui's craftsmanship is really good. After Song Hongguo saw the various large and small shelves in the kitchen, she felt that Zhao Zhenhua's praise was too modest. Each finished product was better than what she drew on the drawing. It also needs to be in line with her wishes. He has made up for some things that she didn't expect. Even though the wood used is ordinary, it has a sense of high-end and expensive.

The details are very delicate, the edges and corners are polished smooth and rounded, and it has been painted with persimmon paint several times. The texture of the wood and the sunshine-like color are practical and beautiful.

The kitchen shelf is the largest, nearly two meters long and three stories high. It is used to store various pots and pans, as well as grates, steamers, dustpans, baskets and other utensils. There is a small shelf on the stove, filled with various items. There are small jars for commonly used condiments, and two partitions are nailed to the wall to store some less commonly used things. There are hooks below, and there are places for spoons and shovels used for cooking, as well as knives, cutting boards, panels, and pots. There are also corresponding shelves for covers, etc., all arranged neatly and neatly.

There is also one in the dining room, opposite the cupboard. It is three stories high and more than one meter long. It is used to place various jars, such as pickled duck egg jars, large gourds for eggs, and pickle jars. There are also several shelves in the room, all of which are relatively small and nailed to the walls on both sides by the window for hanging towels.There is also one placed next to the tub, which is convenient for taking soap when taking a shower, and can also be used to store clean clothes.

After all the arrangements were made, everyone who saw it would have to admire her for considering everything. Ling Zhi no longer felt bad about the food she sent out. After all, anyone with eyes can see it. With these shelves, life will be more convenient. He said that the entire Xiping house seemed in order, and just looking at it made me feel comfortable.

When Qiao Yonghui was busy fighting, the feeling of surprise was not obvious yet. Now that they were placed in the house and played their role, he was deeply shocked. The kind of confusion that emerged from the confused predicament. Finding the exit and the throbbing of light came over him again, he couldn't suppress it and blurted out, "Do you have any other drawings?"

Song Hongguo was stunned for a moment and looked at him unexpectedly. He acted like he wanted to distance himself from her when he entered the door before, so now he took the initiative to strike up a conversation? "None at hand."

The implication is that it can be painted.

Qiao Yonghui was very conflicted in his heart. After struggling for a while, desire still prevailed, "Then can you help me paint a few pictures? I can ask for less food..."

Song Hongguo interrupted him, "As much food as you need, it's easy to draw a picture, but why do you want this kind of drawing? Are you interested?"

Qiao Yonghui nodded.

Song Hongguo felt strange, "Since you learned carpentry, didn't Uncle Cheng teach you painting at the beginning?"

"I haven't been taught, and Uncle Cheng probably doesn't know how to do it." After thinking about it, he added, "Every time Uncle Cheng teaches me, he just makes a few general gestures. I have never seen a few styles, and country people don't know how to make furniture." They don't care about appearance, they just want to be cheap and practical, and they are all as simple as they come. Uncle Cheng must have seen a lot of them before, but he didn't say anything."

Song Hongguo guessed that Uncle Cheng's identity was not simple, otherwise he would not have come to the Tomato Brigade to settle down with his wife at such an old age. He even chose to build a house at the foot of a mountain, not to stay away from the crowd, but now people They are all gone, and there is no need to pursue them. She considered it and said, "I have seen some and read books on this subject in the library, so I can draw these drawings. If you are interested, I can give them to you when I have time." You draw a few pictures.”

Qiao Yonghui raised his eyes and looked at her. The word "thank you" was bitten hard by him.

At this time, the system jumped out and said, "He will definitely be grateful to you for the rest of his life. After all, this is the capital for his future fortune. If you have a spring breeze now, just wait for the autumn rain."

Song Hongguo didn't want to listen to its weirdness and continued, "The styles I draw are all designed by predecessors. Although the predecessors have good vision, the times are developing and the styles of furniture are not static. Therefore, I think it is best to learn from the predecessors." While being wise, the most important thing is to have your own ideas.”

Qiao Yonghui understood what she meant, and couldn't help but trembled. He asked with a bit of disbelief, "You mean, I can learn to design new styles?"

"Why not?"

When Qiao Yonghui saw the frankness and indifference on her face, it was not sarcasm or contempt, he just took it for granted that he could do it. He lowered his eyes and said solemnly, "I'm not good enough..."

Song Hongguo said, "It's not like I'm asking you to go to college. What are the ingredients? As long as you have the will, you can learn it no matter what the environment. Age is not important, and the ingredients are even less important."

This was the first person to tell him that the ingredients were not important. You can imagine the excitement in Qiao Yonghui's heart. The temptation in front of him may make him doomed, or it may save him from the sea of ​​suffering, or it may be the only one he can catch at the moment. He didn't want to miss the opportunity. He had been in the darkness for too long, and it would be fine if he had never seen the light. But after being illuminated by her, he could no longer tolerate the silence and despair as if he was being suppressed at the bottom of the sea.

After tugging for a while, he asked as if the boat was sinking, "Then can you teach me? I can't give you a corresponding reward now, but in the future, I will definitely remember your kindness."

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "That's too serious. I can't really teach you anything about kindness or not. After all, I haven't learned this knowledge. How about this? I'll draw you a few pictures first, and you can do it yourself first. After thinking about it, I will go back and look for any books on this subject. If you have professional knowledge, you will have to learn it yourself."

"Okay..." He loosened his clenched fists as if he was relieved. She did not refuse, nor did she use imaginary excuses to evade, but gave her pertinent suggestions... He suddenly remembered that Uncle Cheng was teaching him I said something with emotion when I was crafting, "Yonghui, you are smart and down-to-earth, diligent and thoughtful, but you lack some luck. It would be great if you could meet a noble person." ', At that time, he thought that Uncle Cheng was the noble man in his destiny. Teaching him craftsmanship was giving him the ability to eat. Now, he realized that it was not enough. He was even more greedy than he thought. Be ambitious.

What he needs is light, light that can illuminate his future, light that can warm his life, light that can take him out of the deep sea and give him hope.

When Qiao Yonghui left, his back was much straighter and more determined. Seeing this, the system said meaningfully, "You saved a person's soul."

Song Hongguo, "..."

Why play so deep with her?

Song Hongguo ignored it, found a piece of white paper and a pen, and taught Ling Yuan while drawing, from the very first lines to the simple layout. She also became a monk halfway, and she taught many things. Fortunately, Ling Yuan was smart. , she does have some talent in this area, and under her guidance, the things she draws are quite decent.