"Every good-looking color is OK, you can embroider whatever you want, it doesn't matter."

The old lady is not very good at choosing colors at this age. She has good skills, and she is not worried or picky. She hopes to encourage her.

"Um."

Zhao Xuan nodded as if she was pecking at the rice, with joy in her eyes. Zilan gave her thumbs up and praised her for doing well. She didn't care whether your things were expensive. Her mind was very important.

This breakfast was very pleasant and warm. After dinner, I could have a day off because of Zi Lan's stay. Tomorrow she will go back to the Song family to study.

The three little sisters made an appointment to go to the garden to play. Zilan and Shuhui wanted to draw the pot of peony flowers, so they invited Zhao Xuan'er to play together. When they heard that she was learning the piano, they said that they asked her to play the piano. The two of them painted, but they could not draw better after listening to the piano.

Zhao Xuan'er sat in front of the piano stand and looked around. Seeing that her two sisters were not paying attention to her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was a little scared when she was stared at her.

Take a deep breath and play slowly, and the sound is as gentle as flowing water. Most of the songs taught by Aunt Xu are able to play by girls. They will definitely not teach anything as affectionate. They are mostly leisurely and nice music with relaxed and pleasant artistic conception.

Xuan'er plays the idle clouds and wild cranes, the pastoral scenery is free and comfortable, and the mood becomes relaxed and excited when she hears it.

Zilan and Shuhui looked at each other, and there were surprises and surprises in each other's eyes. Unexpectedly, Xuan'er's sense of music was much better than both of them.

The two looked at each other and smiled without disturbing Xuan'er. There was a pleasant smile on the corner of her mouth, and her writing became smoother. She was in a good mood and felt that the sun was bright and her breathing was fresh.

At the end of the song, Shuhui turned her head and gave her a thumbs up and said, "Sister Xuan'er, your song is so good, much better than mine.

I have learned this song, but Aunt Xu said that I didn’t play the artistic conception. I was a little dissatisfied before. Now I heard what you said. It turns out that what my aunt said makes sense. This person is really afraid of comparison."

Zhao Xuan'er blushed and said, "I have nothing to do and practice a lot. I don't think it's that difficult. I think it's so difficult to draw. No matter how hard I learn it, I'm not interested."

"Then can you learn to play the piano more, and learn more if you like and are interested in it? What's the point? We learn to draw because we like it and find it interesting. Drawing can make us happy.

I see that my sister is an insider, and it’s different from us like this. If you study hard, you will definitely be better than us.”

Zilan felt that the child was determined to change and should give more encouragement, not to mention that he really played well, at least better than himself.

"Then I'm definitely not as good as my sisters. You are all smarter than me. Do you have finished drawing? Do you want me to play another song for you or I'll pour you some tea?"

"I don't need tea. If you have a girl to serve you, I don't need to work hard for my sister. Let's play another song for us. We feel very good when we listen."

Shuhui also has a little more enthusiasm, unlike in the past when she was too lazy to pay attention to her.

"Okay, then I'll change to another happy song."

The atmosphere is very good today, and I am very happy. It is rare to have friends to play with her, and it is also very pleasant. She seems to have experienced the joy of friendship and the joy and happiness of being recognized.

At the end of the song, Zhao Xuan'er couldn't sit still. She got up and watched them draw. She felt very happy even if she didn't have a chat, because she was integrated into them and was accepted. She no longer had the kind of negative emotions such as incompatible and inferiority complex.

The air was very quiet, only the coolness of the wind. From time to time, the three of them had eyes in exchange, and they showed a shallow smile. Everyone smiled at each other, and the atmosphere was cheerful and harmonious, as if they were integrated.

Finally, they finished putting on the paint and had a preliminary look. The green peony appeared on the paper, very elegant and calm, but also had a beautiful look.

Zhao Xuan'er exclaimed: "Your paintings are so beautiful. I envy you so much. I can't draw such a good painting. This way I can appreciate beautiful flowers at all times."

"Sister Xuan'er, who did you think we painted it better?"

Shuhui has a stronger personality and looks at Zilan's paintings with dissatisfaction.

Zhao Xuan'er didn't dare to say that, rubbed her hands nervously, and her expression was a little embarrassed.

"To be honest, I'm not angry, I'll be angry if you lie to me."

Shuhui has no intention of being angry.

"Then I've said that Sister Lan's paintings are beautiful, but in fact you paint them very well, very similar. But I can't say it well, just think that Sister Lan's green peony has a kind of beauty, like a graceful and shy little girl."

"Hey! You can see that it's true that I lost. Forget it, I admit defeat."

Shuhui sighed, threw down her pen, and laughed haha, but she was very generous and upright.

Zhao Xuan'er looked at her and thought of something, thinking of Aunt Xu's teachings. Girls have all kinds of personalities, gentle, virtuous, understanding, and exquisite, but the only thing that matters is openness and openness. Don't be afraid of exposing your shortcomings. No one can do everything well.

"Sister, you've painted it very well, I think it's all beautiful."

Zhao Xuan'er pulled her sleeve and explained anxiously, afraid that Shuhui would be sad.

"I'm not angry, I'm very happy. Today I've painted better than before. Lan'er painted the charm of peonies, so you think it's good-looking.

It’s good, but it’s bad, so why can’t you say, what’s the matter if you lose? I will keep working hard and keep improving, and the more I draw, the better I will draw."

Shuhui never admits defeat, and will never give up. This is the cultivation of the general, and she is strong and brave.

"So that's what Aunt Xu said. I'm not as good as you, not because of your knowledge and talent, but because of your lack of strong personality."

Zhao Xuan'er looked at Shuhui's confident smile and whispered in a daze. It turned out that she was wrong. She looked down on herself. Why should others look down on you?

"Sister Xuan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Zi Lan did not persuade her again, but instead pretended not to understand and reached out to shake her face.

Zhao Xuan'er came to her senses and showed a big smile, sweet with relief and relief.

"No, I was stunned just now. Sister Lan'er, it's still early to eat. I want to learn that fragrant tea from you?

I am really not good at making perfume. When the medicinal materials are complete, I barely recognize the books, but if they are chopped, I can't recognize them all.

But I really like the fragrant tea you gave me, and I'm always embarrassed to speak up. I have treasured the gifts you gave me. I just don't have anything to give to you. I feel embarrassed, and then I think wrongly that you deliberately humiliated me..."

"Hey, what's the matter? You just think too much. You are so good at embroidery and playing the piano. Can you give me a purse or teach me how to play the piano? Who said that you must give valuable things to give gifts?

Giving gifts between our sisters is about affection, but what we value is about our heart. Are you stupid or not? So you mind this."
Chapter completed!