Qingshu rested for a long time before he began to think about it and started writing the next day. This time it took longer than before, and Gu Xian had not improved his first seven paintings.

Qingluan asked strangely: "Sister, why haven't you finished drawing it for such a long time? Is it difficult to draw it?"

She suspected that Qingshu was delaying time, but she didn't ask this question so stupidly.

"I always feel it's a little worse."

"Sister, why don't I show you!"

Qingshu shook his head and said, "No, if I think about it carefully, I will definitely be able to draw a painting that satisfies my grandma. It's just that I have to work hard and do your best."

Although Gu Xian was buried, there were still many things to deal with in the future. Now she couldn't tell the difference in painting and could only leave it to Qingluan. Only the business is there, otherwise she would not be able to leave it to Qingluan. After being a official wife for so many years, she has not made much progress. Chu Jie'er is more thoughtful than her. I have to say that the comfortable environment makes her not very alert, but now the situation has changed, Qingshu feels that she can protect her, so she doesn't say much.

"What is this what my sister said? You were busy before, but now it's time to change me. Sister, don't force yourself, it's better not to draw it."

"I know it in my heart."

For the next period of time, Qingshu didn't care about anything and just focused on painting. Others knew that she was doing nothing, but the number of times Fu Ge'er and Yaoyao came over was less.

After half a month, Qingshu finally finished painting.

Qingshu put down the brush and hung the painting himself, then said to the outside with a smile: "Hong Gu, go and invite Qingluan over."

Qingluan has been waiting for news these days, but she was afraid of affecting Qingshu and dared not urge her. After getting the news, she hurried over.

"Sister, have you painted it?"

Qingshu was drinking ginseng tea, but she didn't say anything but pointed to the hanging painting.

When Qingluan looked up and saw the painting, she was so shocked that her mouth couldn't even close. She saw Gu Xian in this painting holding Mrs. Gu's arm and shaking her eyes, her innocent eyes were full of pleading. Her innocent eyes made people unable to refuse. Mrs. Gu could not refuse, so she looked helpless, and her eyes were full of pampering.

Turning his head, Qingluan said, "Sister, you have drawn so well."

She had seen such a scene many times in Fuzhou when she was a child. Every time her mother didn't meet her request, she would act coquettishly with her grandmother, and her grandmother could not resist it, she would agree helplessly.

Qingshu smiled and said, "Since you think it's good, let's take it to show it to my grandma!"

These days, she devoted herself to painting, and she only visited Mrs. Gu every three or five days. In order not to stress Qingshu, Mrs. Gu never asked her about painting.

Qingluan hesitated and said, "Sister, let's wait until she does it before sending it!"

"How is grandma doing these days?"

Qingluan said sadly: "No, I only eat a bowl of porridge and some water for each meal. It takes a long time to coax it before eating something else. I and a few children have been by her side, but she still doesn't let it go at all."

Speaking of this, she wiped her tears and said, "Sister, you are right. My mother has lost her grandmother's soul."

Qingshu didn't say anything.

Qingluan swallowed even more and said, "Sister, I know that grandma is actually waiting for your painting. Sister, grandma is satisfied with your painting and may not endure it."

She had also seen that the reason why Mrs. Gu no longer wanted to live was to wait for Qingshu's portrait. She wanted Qingshu not to hand over so that Mrs. Gu could be fine; but she was unwilling to let Mrs. Gu wait forever. These two thoughts repeatedly torture her, making her feel haggard quickly.

"You hope grandma can survive like this?"

Qingluan's tears fell. She didn't want to see Mrs. Gu live like this, and she was suffering as if she was walking corpse. But she couldn't bear to let go.

Qingshu sighed and said, "Don't think so much, let it go!"

After the painting was finished, it took me a long time to hang it, and Qingshu took me to the main yard the next morning.

As soon as he saw Qingshu, Mrs. Gu said pity: "I have lost weight and have become haggard. I have to make up for it well, otherwise my body will not be able to withstand it."

"Don't worry, grandma, I'm taking supplements every day!"

After three meals each time, I never stopped the tonics in the morning and evening. I also looked good because my body was nourished.

"Well, just be sure of it."

Qingluan walked over and spread the painting with Qingshu to hold it in front of Mrs. Gu, which looked more convenient.

When Mrs. Gu saw this painting, tears couldn't help falling down again: "It looks so much like your mother looks like this when she became accustomed to me."

Because she felt soft-hearted and satisfied her requirements again and again, Gu Xian also saw this point, so she always used this trick.

"Grandma, you have to like to wait for me to rest for two days before painting."

Mrs. Gu shook her head and said, "No need, these two paintings are enough. Qingshu, Qingluan, thank you for your hard work during this period, go and have a good rest!"

Qingluan didn't dare to leave and stayed by her side. However, Qingshu went back to her yard to rest. Her brain kept running for more than half a month and she was really unable to bear it.

It was also because he was too tired that Qingshu slept until the evening. As soon as he opened his eyes, Qingshu asked, "Girl Hong, how is it like grandma? Isn't it strange?"

Honggu said with a smile on his face: "Yes, the old lady ate a bowl of red date rice porridge and a bun in the afternoon, and then asked the second aunt to help her go to the garden for two rounds. I heard from the mansion's manager that the old lady said a lot in the yard and looked very interested. Madam, it must be your painting that played a role, and the old lady has already thought about it."

Qingshu had no smile on his face: "Where is Qingluan?"

"I have been with the old lady and dare not walk away for a moment."

After Qingshu washed up, he went to the main yard. At this time, the old lady had already fallen asleep. Qingshu was a little uneasy and asked, "Why did she sleep so early?"

"I haven't slept all day today, and I've been looking at my mother's portraits. Sister, grandma has more than 20 portraits of my mother here, but the two you painted are the best."

Qingshu knew very well that her painting skills were not better than other painters, but that as her daughter, she knew Gu Xian’s personality and ideas better, so she made the paintings very close to her.

Qingluan asked softly: "Sister, I want to show the paintings of our mother and daughter to the Jingye, is that okay?"

She really wanted to show this painting to everyone so that everyone could know that Qingshu's painting skills were not inferior to Xia Lan. Unfortunately, she could only think about it. Her grandmother must not agree to take it out.

"Of course, but after reading it, you will send it back. If you want to break it, you will be anxious about it."

"knew."

When she said this, there was a smile on her face. Today, Mrs. Gu was in good condition and her mood improved.
Chapter completed!