Chapter 1081 (2/2)
”What a picture.” LingHong murmured.
”Yes.” Wuhai nodded without saying much.
”Hang up or something.” Ling Hong asked.
At first, Ling Hong thought that Wuhai had painted a portrait for uncle Jia and wanted to hang it for memorial or burn it directly to Uncle Jia.
Because master Ling has already said that uncle Jia has no recent photos, while Wuhai has the strength to restore his appearance.
Although it's an insult for a painter to paint as lifelike as a photo, it's uncle Jia, and it's different.
Burning is a better explanation. It's equivalent to something Wuhai gave uncle Jia, just like relatives and friends burn food, clothing and living things for their dead relatives.
But now this painting is obviously not as simple as portrait painting. It is art, and it is a treasure art that can be seen by a layman.
Therefore, Ling Hong's burning words are a little unspeakable.
”No, burn it.” Wuhai didn't look at the painting, but turned to look downstairs, touched his moustache and said faintly.
”OK, I'll burn it to Grandpa Jia myself.” Ling Hong nodded seriously and said.
”That's good.” Wuhai road.
”Take me away.” Ling Hong paused.
”I didn't frame it. Just take it.” Wuhai road.
LingHong nodded, didn't speak, and then began to take the picture. LingHong's hand was very light, so he took it down carefully for fear of banging, and then held the picture.
”Thank you.” LingHong holding the painting, also reluctant to roll or fold, said softly.
”No, it's not for you. It's for uncle Jia.” Wuhai road.
”OK, I'll go now.” Ling Hong said, holding the painting and walking downstairs.
Along the way, someone looked curiously, but Ling Hong frowned and refused to show it to others, and went straight out of the street.
”Open the door.” Ling Hong walked to his car and said to the driver.
Yes, today, Ling Hong didn't drive by himself, but the driver sent it. After all, his recent state is really not suitable for driving by himself. Besides, father Ling is not at ease.
Therefore, in order to reassure Mr. Ling who works far away, Ling Hong will not drive by himself or go far recently.
”OK, just a moment, please.” The driver got off at once and opened the door.
Ling Hong took the picture, sat in the car carefully, looked at the front and said, ”go to the cemetery.”
”OK.” The driver peeked at the picture and then drove seriously.
On the other side, Wuhai sat on the bed and looked downstairs. The lunch time of Yuanzhou shop downstairs was not over yet. It was very lively below.
”I hope you like it.” Wuhai muttered.
”No, I must like it. After all, I'm Wuhai.” Wuhai touched his moustache and smiled confidently.
It was like seeing uncle Jia surprised when he received the painting.
”The name of rice is really wonderful, but porridge with snow vegetables is really delicious. Just drink porridge at night.” Wuhai's mind was floating with some ideas, and his eyes looked at the downstairs.
Obviously, he is in a daze
PS: the weather is changeable recently. Please keep warm and don't catch a cold.