After time travel, he devoted himself to helping his father with his career.

Qu County, Chuanzhou, the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.

"Master Mingjun, happy birthday!"

"Mingjun! Another year older! Congratulations!"

Mingjun received blessings from many people when he got up early in the morning. At this time, Huang Jiawen also came from Mr. Xie from the county school to celebrate Ming Jun's birthday.

After entering the twelfth lunar month gate, there were several heavy snowfalls in Quxian County, and the county school was forced to end classes early.

Huang Jiawen and Mingjun mingled together every day, either living together in the original house or staying in Mr. Xie's yard together.

Huang Jiawen handed over the gift that he went back to get specially with both hands. "Well~, a gift for you!"

Ming Jun took the gift with both hands, put it in his arms and took Huang Jiawen to the main courtyard first.

"Let's go! Let's go greet my master first, and then go to my study to show you the gift Mingjia gave me."

Yesterday, Huang Jiawen left his original home and returned to the county school to pick up a gift for Ming Jun. As soon as he left, Ming Jun approached and received a gift from Dianzhou.

Xie Boyuan and his cousin Mr. Xie sat and chatted, waiting for Mingjun and Jiawen to come together.

"Have you started to show Ming Jun a look?"

Mr. Xie was very concerned about Mingjun's marriage. Many people in the county school asked Mr. Xie about Mingjun.

"Looking!"

Xie Boyuan replied to his cousin with a confident smile, saying that if Mingjun is still young, it is okay to wait for another two years to get engaged.

Mr. Xie glanced sideways at his cousin. He always felt that his cousin's smile was a little weird, as if he was planning something.

"I've met my uncle," "I've met my uncle." Mingjun and Jiawen came over to salute and say hello.

Mr. Xie waved them to stand up and looked at Mingjun with a smile, "Mingjun, happy birthday! This is a gift from my uncle to you."

Mingjun quickly stepped forward and took the gift box from Mr. Xie with both hands, saluting happily and thanking him. Then he turned to look at his master Xie Boyuan, his meaning was very obvious.

Xie Boyuan wanted to sigh. Even if Mingjun and Mingjia were separated, Mingjun was still influenced by a lot of Mingjia.

"This is for you, keep it yourself!"

Mingjun watched his master hand over a token, then quickly looked up at his master and Lao Lu standing beside him. Not sure if it was a psychological effect, but Ming Jun felt that after Master took out the token, Lao Lu stood much straighter than before.

"Master, today is my birthday! Your birthday gift is too expensive!"

Mingjun didn't want to accept the token and kept complaining in his heart.

"Ahhh! Can't you just let me have another happy birthday?"

Xie Boyuan knew what Ming Jun was thinking, so he didn't bother to explain to Ming Jun. He raised the token with his hand and threw it into Ming Jun's arms.

"It's yours, you can't avoid it!"

Mingjun just wants to collect it tomorrow! When Ming Jun saw that all the gifts had been collected and it was still a long time before lunch, he wanted to take Huang Jiawen back to his yard.

"Master, you and my uncle must have a lot to say! Jiawen and I will leave first!"

After saying that, Ming Jun and Huang Jiawen stood up and saluted, planning to exit.

"Wait! I received a letter from Mingjia yesterday. I heard that she gave you a gift?"

Xie Boyuan stopped Mingjun who was about to leave. He was also very curious about the gift Mingjia gave to Mingjun, so he asked directly as they were both masters and disciples.

Mr. Xie looked at his cousin and smiled helplessly.

My cousin always said that Jun was not stable enough because he was influenced by Ming Jia, and so was he himself. Mr. Xie believed that his cousin would never ask Mingjun directly what gift he had received before.

Ming Jun......

"I just wanted to take Jiawen back to see the gifts from Jiajia. Are my uncle and master interested in joining me?"

Mingjun had no choice but to invite the two gentlemen to enjoy the paintings together. Well... it was probably a painting appreciation!

In Mingjun's study, Mingjun carefully opened the street scene of Dianzhou City painted by Mingjia.

"My God!"

Huang Jiawen couldn't help but exclaimed. It was the first time he saw Ming Jia's paintings. In the past, he only knew that Ming Jia was knowledgeable, but now he knows that Ming Jia's painting skills are so good.

The painting style is more realistic, the streets are lined with shops, and the architectural style is very different from that of Sichuan.

If you look closely at the shops on the streets, you can clearly see everything from the tiles on the roofs to the smiling faces of the shopkeepers in the shops.

Pedestrians walked leisurely on the street. There were women shopping in twos and threes, young girls walking alone, and wives carrying little babies behind their backs.

The clothing and accessories of each pedestrian are clearly depicted.

Huang Jiawen couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw that the person in the painting was actually wearing a costume with half of his arms and legs.

“The style of Dianzhou is indeed very different from Sichuanzhou!”

Mr. Xie was very knowledgeable about painting. He lowered his head and looked at it carefully. Soon, Mr. Xie looked up at Xie Boyuan.

"As expected of being your disciple!"

Xie Boyuan couldn't tell for a moment whether his cousin was praising him or hurting him.

It can be said that the brushwork and composition of Mingjia's paintings are exactly the same as those of Xie Boyuan. Mingjia simply copied the street scenes of Qu County that Xie Boyuan once painted.

But...this is Mingjia's advantage and disadvantage. Mingjun already has his own style after learning painting together, while Mingjia just imitates and copies.

To put it more seriously and bluntly, Mingjia's paintings are full of craftsmanship and cannot be compared to everyone else's.

Thinking of this problem, Xie Boyuan gets a headache! He had asked Mingjia this question before, but Mingjia asked him back.

"No, Master, have you really considered training me to become a great painter?"

After Mr. Xie said what he just said, he lowered his head to look at the paintings again. Mr. Xie felt that Mingjia's paintings were not suitable for decorative paintings and were more suitable to be placed with maps.

"You, my apprentice, have used your map-drawing skills to draw!"

Mr. Xie reached out and patted his cousin on the shoulder, which could be regarded as comforting Xie Boyuan. After all, Mingjun and Mingjia each learned different skills.

No matter what other people think, Ming Jun likes this painting very much. Looking at the painting feels like he has been to Dianzhou City in person.

The atmosphere here in Chuanzhou is harmonious, but the atmosphere in the backyard of the Dianzhou government office is a bit bad.

Xiao Qingshan kept winking at Mingjia, asking Mingjia to comfort Dong quickly. Mingjia gently turned her face to the other side, pretending not to see anything.

Xiao Qingshan found that Mingjia had no hope at all, so he had to take action himself.

"Ahem~! Um...Zhenniang, don't be sad! Mingjun is indeed in Chuanzhou, but he is not unattended."

"Not to mention that his master, Yuan Hiroshi, is here! Just Thirteen and Fourteen, oh~ and that Aman! There are more people serving Mingjun than there are people around me!"

Mrs. Dong gently wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and gave Xiao Qingshan a fierce look. Of course she knew that Mingjun had no shortage of people to serve.

"Today is your son's birthday! This is the first time Mingjun has not celebrated his birthday at home!"

After Mrs. Dong spoke angrily to Xiao Qingshan, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while. She hasn't seen her son for more than half a year, why is her husband-in-law so careless?