The daily life of a concubine's daughter

Chapter 377 Heaven is jealous of talents

Xie Jibai was sweating profusely again. He had never felt guilty when he was painting, but now and here, he felt extremely guilty. He explained to her:

"Because women's reputation is precious, I dare not paint them. If I occasionally feel like painting, it will be ruined. Therefore, I redeem some prostitutes from brothels and ask them to agree to paint for them.

Those girls were beautiful, and after they were redeemed, they could not be sent away casually, for fear that they would end up in a worse situation, so they had to be supported. They also did some embroidery work, wrote some storybooks, and saved money to prepare for their future livelihood.

In the painting in Shi Yao's hand, the girl looked very young, only about eleven or twelve years old, and she couldn't help but feel sympathy for her.

She originally felt that she had very bad luck as she was reborn as the first female villain that the heroine wanted to kill. Little did she know that there were people in the world who had difficulty even breathing.

She had a golden finger to save her life, and she had no worries about food and clothing. She married a relatively honest family and a relatively reliable husband, so the rest of her life would be stable.

But what about those girls at the bottom of society who don’t have golden fingers?

The living space left for them by society is too small.

"Are they still at Xie's house?"

Seeing that she only had compassion on her face, Xie Jibai felt relieved and said quickly, "Some are still alive, married to the Xie family's stewards as wives or concubines, and some have married outside. The Xie family has found clean families for them and changed their names.

This was done in secret, and many people outside didn’t know about it. They were afraid that their previous identities would be known and affect their future lives, so they only said that the one who got married was a maid of the Xie family. "

Shi Yao's eyes were full of praise: "You are very careful and do a good job."

Xie Jibai felt as sweet as eating honey when his wife praised and recognized his behavior. He couldn't help but lean towards her quietly and asked, "Do you believe me?"

"Why don't I believe you? If you lie to me, I'll ask around and it'll reveal your true identity. You don't seem like someone who would do such a stupid thing."

Xie Jibai blamed himself and said, "Because of my habit of drawing people, my reputation is not so good. Please don't be offended, my lady."

"No wonder. No wonder. It's rare for people to have something they like to do, and it's rare for them to do something they like."

Shi Yao was not surprised at all. With some training, maybe Xie Jibai could become a great painter who would go down in history.

Afterwards, she admired some more paintings and felt deeply moved. Xie Jibai's painting style tends to be realistic. If he was born in Europe, he would probably become one of the leading figures of the Renaissance.

An important concept of the Renaissance is that people are the focus.

Chinese paintings are mostly landscapes, flowers and birds. Even when people are painted, they are mostly multi-figure paintings, and there are very few single figure paintings like this.

Xie Jibai was very good at observing people. The people in his paintings were lifelike, with different expressions and movements, which were very consistent with their identities and thoughts and feelings at the time.

Moreover, he also painted pictures for women.

Shi Yao did not doubt anything. All the people in the painting were neatly dressed, with nothing exposed that should not be exposed. The occasional ones with exposed breasts were all men.

He not only paints beauties in their prime, but also people with ordinary looks.

For example, there is a painting called "Harvesting Wheat". The protagonist of the painting is an old woman. The old woman carries a child on her back and harvests wheat with a hunched back. The deep wrinkles on her face represent the hardships of life, the light in her eyes represents the joy of the harvest, and the child on her back represents the hope for the future.

In addition, Xie Jibai has painted pictures for his family members, including individual portraits and group photos.

Finally, there was a painting placed alone on a bookshelf. Shi Yao didn't want to look at it at first, but when she saw it, she instinctively stood on tiptoe to take it down.

Xie Jibai stretched out his hand behind her, as if to stop her, but finally, as the scroll slowly unfolded, he slowly withdrew his hand.

Shi Yao turned around suddenly, her eyes sparkling, and said in surprise: "You drew me? This is the first time we met me!"

Her eyes were full of joy, without a trace of disgust or offense.

For some reason, Xie Jibai suddenly had an urge to rush up, pick her up, and spin her around a few times.

There is no more tolerant wife in the world.

"Yeah." Xie Jibai paused, calming down his agitated emotions before responding, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, "The first time I saw you in Jinling, I felt that you were the most lively and smart girl in the world, like a living fire.

I couldn't help but draw it, but I didn't know you and didn't get your consent. I was afraid of offending you, so I burned the painting soon after I drew it. After you and I got engaged, I drew it again according to my memory."

Shi Yao couldn't let it go and looked at Xie Jibai with shining eyes.

This is a humanoid camera.

In the previous life, everyone had a smartphone and could take photos anytime and anywhere. Shi Yao has been taking photos since she was a child. She took photos herself, her parents took photos, her grandparents took photos, and her friends took photos of each other. Before she traveled through time, she had lost interest in taking photos.

When I came to the ancient times, I couldn’t take any photos anymore. I felt sad that time was unforgiving and I couldn’t keep any images of the past.

When I saw my mother before I got married, I found that she was in her early thirties and already had wrinkles around her eyes. I felt sorry that my painting skills were so poor that I couldn't paint my young and beautiful mother. At that time, I thought about asking Xie Jibai to help me with the painting.

"Husband!" Shi Yao took two steps closer, with cunningness in her curved eyes.

Xie Jibai shuddered all over, his mind was hot: "What, what's the matter?"

"My husband is very talented. He will definitely have a place in the calligraphy and painting world in the future." Shi Yao said with a smile, "Can you help my mother draw a portrait?"

Xie Jibai exhaled softly: "How difficult is this? As long as my mother-in-law doesn't find it offensive, I can draw it anytime."

The young couple was talking when a servant's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Third Master, Third Madam! I have something urgent to report!"

Shi Yao rolled up her portrait, put it in a painting case, and went out with Xie Jibai. Xie Jibai asked, "What's the hurry?"

Didn’t his father instruct everyone at home not to disturb them unless necessary, so that the couple could cultivate their relationship?

Since Guiquan reported to him, something big must have happened!

He frowned slightly.

The servant was Gui Quan, Xie Jibai's regular attendant.

Gui Quan glanced at Shi Yao cautiously and said hesitantly, "Several major events happened last night, all related to Third Grandma's family."

When Shi Yao heard this, a huge stone in her heart fell to the ground. As expected, something bad was going to happen at her wedding. Nothing happened yesterday, and she was still wondering and regretting.

She asked anxiously, "What happened?"

How many?

Explains more than one thing.

Who are jumping around?

Guiquan didn't dare to keep the secret, and quickly answered: "One is the third grandmother's maternal brother, the second uncle, whose name is 'Wei'. He got drunk and got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. I don't know how he touched the well and fell into the well. He died. The candle in his room was still burning, and it burned down the Shi family's ancestral hall!"

Shi Yao covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Where is the ancestral tablet of my family?"

Xie Jibai glanced at her speechlessly. Shouldn't he be more concerned about Shi Mingwei at this time?

Sure enough, this Second Master Shi often bullied his wife.

Guiquan replied: "Fortunately, the fire was put out in time and there are guards outside the ancestral hall. Don't worry, grandma, the ancestral tablets of the Shi family are safe and sound. It's a pity that my second uncle is gone."

Shi Yao reacted and instantly shed two tears, choking and saying, "Second brother, God is jealous of talented people...what else?"