Chapter 2429 Sketching

Lu Xiao rested at home for a few days, and the two of them nestled in a small room, which was harmonious.

It didn't take long for the troops to come down to the task again.

Lu Xiao hugged Gu Qingyao from behind and asked, "Do you miss me when I'm gone?"

"No, you'll be clean after you leave." Gu Qingyao was folding the clothes that she had just put away.

"A woman's stubborn mouth usually has no good fruit." Lu Xiao let go of her, turned and walked to the sofa, crossing Erlang's legs and said.

His eyes fell on Gu Qingyao's back. The woman was wearing a nightgown, which was obviously not a sexy style, but wearing it on her gave off a feeling of blood spurting.

"By the way, are you leaving tomorrow? When will you come back?" Gu Qingyao turned around and asked him as if remembering something.

"I don't know now, it depends on when the mission ends, maybe ten days and a half a month." Lu Xiao said.

"I'm going to sketch in the mountains next week, and I don't think I'll be back until a week or so." Gu Qingyao said.

Lu Xiao looked at her silently, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to have a woman at home.

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A week later, Gu Qingyao took tools and luggage, and went to a mountainous area around Haicheng with teachers from several schools.

The sketching place is deep in the mountains, where there are beautiful mountains and clear waters. Although the road is not easy to walk, the air is very fresh, and the gurgling water accompanied by the sound of insects makes people feel as if they have been loosened physically and mentally.

Like backpackers, a few people carried big travel bags and walked deeper under the leadership of the locals.

Because it is in the mountains, the conditions are not very good.

Fortunately, there are many people here, so it is not very desolate.

After walking for more than half an hour, Gu Qingyao walked to the only old small hotel in the mountains with a female teacher and two male teachers.

The plaque of the hotel is old and yellowed, and there are only seven or eight rooms in total.

Fortunately, there are not many people in the mountains. Most tourists think that the mountain road here is difficult, so they don't come here very often, so the four of them have rooms.

The light in the room was dim, and there were some ancient primitive light bulbs hanging from the roof and whistling.

Occasionally, when the wind blows, the fallen bulb will shake.

The sheets and bedding looked clean, but they were unavoidably damp.

Gu Qingyao opened the window to disperse the moisture in the room, sat by the window and looked at the scenery outside the mountain, compared the pose of the photo frame with both hands, and tried to take a picture.

The group rested for a day, and the next morning, taking advantage of the daylight, they set off together.

They each found a good seat and sat for a long time until night fell.

Gu Qingyao looked at the night sky in the mountains with the drawing board in between, always felt that this kind of place was like a paradise isolated from the world, and the stars were all shining.

The next day, they resumed the unfinished painting yesterday.

Gu Qingyao's painting was a mountain, which was basically completed in two days, and her shoulders were too tired.

On the third day, she didn't go to the mountains anymore, but just stood on the small road in front of the hotel, watching the busy people coming and going, holding firewood, preparing breakfast, listening to the crowing of cocks, and watching the smoke from cooking , Feeling the fireworks of ordinary people in the mountains.

She drew a pair of old people. The old people are very old, their bodies are already crooked, and their teeth are not much left.

The two still got up early, the old woman fed the chickens and washed the rice, and the old man held firewood to make a fire.

There is not much verbal communication, but the tacit understanding seems to have been polished for many years.