Mr. Transcendence

Yuan Anping cut off a lot of fat, which weighed more than ten catties. Although he doesn't like to eat fat, the people here like it.Wrapped it in straw paper, put it in a basket, took another chicken, put some snacks in it, and then carried it to grandma's house.

Da-grandmother lives in the east of the village, very close to the entrance of the village, so it is quite far from Yuan Anping's house.Carrying his things, he walked through the village and met many people. Everyone said hello. Someone asked him where he was going. Hearing that he was going to his grandma's house, he didn't stop him from talking.

When Yuan Anping came to Grandma's door, he saw Yuan Fuyuan was writing with a small wooden stick in front of the door.Looking up and seeing that it was him, he immediately ran to his side happily, "Brother Anping, are you here at my house?"

Yuan Anping smiled and said, "Yes, are everyone at home?"

Yuan Fuyuan walked beside him, and answered in detail the whereabouts of the next family members, "My uncle and two brothers went to Uncle Zhang's house to help repair the house, and everyone else is at home."

Yuan Anping gave him some pastries from the basket, "Take it and eat."

Yuan Fuyuan shook his head, "Let's go in first, I'll eat later."

Yuan Anping didn't persuade him any more, put the cakes in the basket, and went into the yard together.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Yuan Xiaoshan weaving baskets in the yard, while grandma, grandson and two daughters-in-law were doing embroidery.Yuan Anping knew that they weaved baskets and embroidered for money.

Yuan Anping greeted several people, and handed the basket to Yuan Qiu's daughter-in-law. He had to call his sister-in-law Fang, and then sat next to his grandma and talked to him: "I don't go out very much on weekdays. Today I have free time. Come and see you."

Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, "I am determined. It must be very hard work for you to teach so many children how to read and write. Grandma still thinks of you whether you come or not."

Yuan Anping said with a smile: "Grandma's words really upset me. I'm here to eat."

Mrs. Zhang laughed at the side, "Come to Anping, and take care of meals at all times."

Mrs. Zhang also smiled and said, "Your aunt is right."

Yuan Anping asked with a smile, "Auntie, what are you embroidering?"

Mrs. Zhang raised her hand to let him have a look, "Mandarin duck quilt, a set of happy quilts. I got the show work from Caiyunfang with your aunt."

Yuan Anping praised sincerely: "You are beautifully embroidered, you look very aura, as if you are alive. The thrush embroidered by your aunt is also beautiful."

Han Qingmi smiled and said, "Not as good as sister-in-law's embroidery."

Xiao Zhang listened happily and said: "You will make me happy."

Yuan Anping immediately expressed that he praised him sincerely.Xiao Zhang's embroidery skills are really good, and the mandarin ducks are also beautifully embroidered, "I'm telling the truth, and I want you to help me embroider a money bag."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang agreed, "There's nothing wrong with that."

Yuan Anping thought the embroidery looked really good, so he said, "Well, I'll ask Fuyuan to bring you the cloth tomorrow, and I'll draw the pattern for you by the way." He doesn't know much about landscapes, flowers and birds, but he can draw some Comic cartoon.But there is no paint at home, so I can only draw a black and white puppy.

Xiao Zhang said with a smile: "What are you waiting for tomorrow? Let Fuyuan bring it back after school in the afternoon."

Yuan Anping thought it was okay, so he nodded in agreement.When Yuan Dashan and his two sons Yuan Qiu and Yuan Dong came back, they exchanged pleasantries again.They had a meal together at noon, and Yuan Anping left after the meal.Because Yuan Anping wanted to teach the child to learn characters, he didn't force him to stay.

Yuan Fuyuan walked home with Yuan Anping, the child was a tiger-headed tiger-headed child, with a naive smile on his face, very cute.

Yuan Fuyuan raised his head and said to Yuan Anping: "Brother Anping, my father said that he will buy me a pen next time I go to the market, and then you can teach me how to write."

Yuan Anping agreed, "Okay, but you have to remember that if you want to learn, you have to work hard and practice hard. When you can write a good hand in the future, you can also find a job in the city and let your parents live a good life." .”

Yuan Fuyuan nodded vigorously, "Yes! Let our whole family live a good life!"

Yuan Anping patted his head, "Ambition!"

When the two came to the gate of the yard, there were already many children waiting there, gathering together in small groups to talk, and when they saw Yuan Anping came back, they immediately gathered in front of the gate, waiting for Yuan Anping to open the door.

Yuan Anping opened the door and let them enter the room. As usual, he recited what he had learned before.And he took the opportunity to take a break, and at the same time conducted surprise checks on the children who were reciting books at various points in time. If they couldn't resist, they would naturally hit the palms of their hands.He doesn't try to make them hurt when he hits the palm, but makes them feel a sense of shame, which is a punishment for not doing well.

After teaching the eight new characters and letting the students practice, Yuan Anping cut a piece of sky-blue cloth, and then tried to draw a puppy on the paper with a brush.Comparing with the appearance of the inkstone, I drew a picture of lying on the ground feeling aggrieved.It took several attempts to draw successfully, and then I drew a cute picture of squatting on the ground with my head tilted.He looked at it and was satisfied.The money bag has two sides, exactly one side.After the children were out of school, Yuan Anping gave the things to Yuan Fuyuan.

A group of children came out of Yuan Anping's yard, and Li Zi saw the things Yuan Anping gave Yuan Fuyuan with sharp eyes.

Li Zi, "Fuyuan, what did Brother Anping give you?"

Yuan Fuyuan brightened the things in his hand, "Cloth and paintings. Brother Anping asked my aunt to help make a purse."

Li Dongfeng stretched out his hand, "Bring me the painting."

Yuan Fuyuan handed him the rolled paper, "Be careful, don't break it."

Li Dongfeng took it and unfolded it and said, "Don't worry." Pangdun, Dahe and the others moved their heads together.

Fat Dun couldn't help pointing at it and said, "This is the inkstone, it looks like a painting."

Yuan Dahe couldn't help but nodded, "It really does. Yantai looks like he's about to cry."

The children nodded in agreement, and Li Dongfeng opened another sheet, "This inkstone is happy."

"Brother Anping's paintings are really beautiful."

Fat Dun looked at Niandao and said: "I also want Brother Anping to draw a picture for me. I will go home and get the paper." After speaking, he ran away.

Li Dongfeng exchanged the painting for Yuan Fuyuan, "I'll go home and get the paper too."

The children who didn't buy rice paper at home could only look enviously. Yuan Fuyuan took two paintings and went home happily all the way.

Fat pier here is the closest to Yuan Anping's house. He ran all the way home, saw his mother sweeping the floor in the yard, and quickly shouted: "Mom, where is the paper my father bought for me? Cut a piece for me, and I want Brother Anping to give it to me." I draw a picture."

Cai Xiaohua stopped what she was doing when she heard her son screaming, "What painting? Don't waste paper."

After hearing this, Fat Dun quickly explained: "I asked Brother Anping to draw for me, but I didn't draw it myself. Brother Anping's paintings are very beautiful, so I will ask him to draw one for me too. Mother, please cut the paper for me quickly." , I have to get ahead of the others and let Brother Anping help me draw first."

Cai Xiaohua understood her son's words, got up and went to the house to take out a piece of paper, which was only half the size of an A4 paper.Fat Dun was unhappy when he saw it, "Mom, you are too stingy for making it so small."

Cai Xiaohua smiled and said: "Don't be dissatisfied, this paper is one sheet less. If you don't want it, I will put it back for you, just to save."

Pang Dun quickly snatched it away, "It's better than nothing." Then he turned and ran away.

Because I made an appointment with Huo Xiaohan to eat dumplings, Yuan Anping was washing the cabbage, and when he saw the fat man ran back excitedly, with a piece of paper in his hand, he rushed to his house and shouted: "Brother Anping, Draw me a picture too."

Yuan Anping washed his hands, took the paper in his hand, tapped the little fat pier, "I'll just draw you."

Fat Pier pointed at himself, "Draw me?" Then he nodded excitedly, "Okay, draw me!"

Yuan Anping took out the four treasures of the study, "You help me grind the ink, and I will wash the cabbage by the way." After teaching Fatty how to grind ink, he went to work on his own.

After a while, a few more children came, no matter how big or small they all took a piece of paper.Yuan Anping took a look, well, if he helps paint all the seven children, then he doesn't have to chop them up.Fortunately, Li Zi and Li Dongfeng were very smart, seeing that Yuan Anping was busy, they immediately took over the work in his hands.

Yuan Anping told them, "Chop it up for me, chop it finely, I'll use it at night."

In order to draw, several children expressed that they would help each other and take turns chopping.

Yuan Anping pulled out his body, and took out the fat paper first, according to the first-come, first-served basis.I tried to draw on the straw paper, and I felt that it was still there, so I started to draw.There was a piece of paper horizontally, and three little chubby pricks appeared on the paper after a while.A fat man with a small chest and hands behind his back reciting a book, a little fat man with a pouting face, and a fat man who covered his belly and smiled and bent over.Several children came up together and said that it really seemed like it.

Fatty grinned at the sight, if he hadn't had to wait for Mogan, he would have picked it up and ran home to show off to his mother.

When it was Li Zi's turn, he didn't ask Yuan Anping to draw himself, but asked him to draw his grandfather.

Yuan Anping painted seriously, and the time passed without knowing it.When Huo Xiaohan entered the yard, he saw him painting. He stood watching from a distance, and felt that Yuan Anping, who was splashing ink, was very different from the past.

After Yuan Anping sent the last child away, he looked up and saw Huo Xiaohan standing in the yard, "Why are you standing in the yard? Come in quickly."

Huo Xiaohan brought up the firewood, "I'll send the firewood to the backyard first."

Yuan Anping went out, "Let me come, I'm almost awake after the noodles are reconciled. The dumpling fillings are chopped and placed on the table. You can season them."

Because after getting along for several days, Huo Xiaohan was no longer as polite as before, and after listening to Yuan Anping's arrangement, he went into the house to get busy.

After Yuan Anping put away the firewood and entered the house, he saw Huo Xiaohan putting seasonings into the dumpling stuffing.He picked up the pen and paper, glanced at Huo Xiaohan who was working hard, and began to draw on the paper.

Huo Xiaohan was mixing dumpling stuffing. Hearing that there was no movement behind him, he turned around curiously, "Brother Anping, what are you drawing?"

Yuan Anping raised his head and smiled at him, "Draw you." He dipped his pen in some ink and said while drawing, "Today I helped the children draw a few pictures, and I will also draw one for you."

Huo Xiaohan happily ran over to look at it, but he hadn't finished the painting yet, so he couldn't see the whole face.

Yuan Anping said with a smile: "You go to work first, and call you when the painting is finished."

Although Huo Xiaohan wanted to watch from the sidelines, he obediently went to work.When he finished kneading the dough and started rolling out the dumpling wrappers, Yuan Anping showed him a small piece of paper. Time was limited, so he drew smaller ones.

Huo Xiaohan took it, and in the painting he was sitting on a stool with his chin in a daze.The painting in Huo Xiaohan's hand: "Like me?"

Yuan Anping nodded, "Like." He always draws realistically, and his pursuit is a like character. It would be even better if he could draw like a photo.As for whether art is art or not, he doesn't care.

Huo Xiaohan liked it very much, and after looking at it a few more times, he put the painting on the table first, and when the ink was dry, he had to put it away carefully.

Seeing him happy, Yuan Anping just said, "Teach me how to make dumplings."

Huo Xiaohan said happily: "Okay."