Chapter 1800: Times Have Changed (Part 11)
Wen Ruyu’s attitude towards Xibao and his younger siblings was completely different from his attitude towards Cheng Baoguo, he was all kindness and benevolence, his face almost blooming like a flower.
"Let me guess, this is Fubao, this is Dundun, this is Xiongxiong, and this is Zhuangzhuang, right? The one left must be Ye Yan, whom Fubao often mentions in her letters." The old man quickly matched the children before him with the photos and portraits. The portraits were drawn by Feng Qingxue in her spare time using the sketch technique and had been sent to Wen Ruyu for his comments.
Many times, Wen Ruyu admired his Closed-door Disciple, who never forgot to study despite her busy schedule, and whose artistic conception in painting and calligraphy deepened because of her experiences. When one’s skill level reaches a certain height, technique becomes secondary.
Fubao bowed and said, "Grandpa Wen, hello, I finally get to meet you!"
Wen Ruyu also liked this extraordinarily gifted little apprentice-grandchild, "Your grandpa told me you’d be staying at home for two years this time?"
"Yes, Mom and Dad want us to study well with Grandpa and Grandma." Fubao considerately stretched out her hands, not caring how tender and fair they were, to support the rough and splintery firewood behind Wen Ruyu, "Grandpa, I have so many questions eager to be answered, can I come to ask you tomorrow?"
Noticing her action, feeling the weight lifted from his shoulder, Wen Ruyu’s heart was full of warmth, he smiled and said, "Of course you can, it’s winter and I have nothing to do, come find me anytime. Your Grandpa Jin is idle too, I’ll have him teach you a trick or two."
Fubao was overjoyed, her eyes sparkling like gems.
Xibao took over Wen Ruyu’s firewood directly, "Grandpa Wen, I’ll walk you home. Tomorrow when we divvy up the catch, we’ll make something delicious, and you and the grandparents can come over to our house for dinner."
"Why not tonight?" Wen Ruyu asked back.