Chapter 464 - 250 Scenic Painting_2
White Wolf and Dashan seemed to have entered the middle and old age stage, pursuing a life of tranquility and comfort rather than willing to venture into the mountains and tire themselves again. They would follow Grandpa Pan on his morning walks, spending the rest of their time strolling in Hexi Garden. Whether it was drizzling rain or skies full of rosy clouds, they always appeared together. Such an enviable old couple they were.
There were also two individuals who went for walks by West Lake no matter the weather, and they were Ming Wa and Jingjing, the little brother and sister. Unless it poured heavily, they had to go. Moreover, they had grown accustomed to seeing the "beauty" with fluttering clothes in the scenic area.
That day, the sky began to drizzle and then light snowflakes started to fall. In the south, the combination of rain and snow created the most gloomily cold weather imaginable.
In the afternoon, the siblings were not taken for their West Lake stroll. Since the days had become shorter, their post-dinner walks had shifted to the afternoon.
The little siblings bawled and refused to comply. Helplessly, they were bundled up thickly and taken to West Lake. Two wet nurses carried the little ones, round as drums, while Sister-in-law Huang and Chen Yu held umbrellas over them. Cheng Yue and Qian Yixiu carried their own umbrellas, Zi Zhu and Bai Zhu took care of the siblings’ belongings, and Jingjing followed as well, with the whole group making their way to the lakeside.
Jingjing looked ahead and burst into tears, pointing at the lake. Upon seeing this, Ming Wa also pointed in the same direction and started to cry loudly. Everyone was baffled and could not comfort them.
Qian Yixiu took a closer look in the direction the children were pointing, or more accurately, at the wooden bridge in the lake. The bridge was indeed missing something, and that was Grandpa Pan.
Qian Yixiu asked Zi Zhu to go to Linxiang Courtyard to invite Mr. Pan over.
Grandpa Pan was reading in his house, thinking the children would not go out in such weather. Upon hearing from Zi Zhu, he was delighted, feeling that perseverance had finally paid off.
Before long, a man appeared on the opposite side of the bridge, dressed in wide-sleeved robes and draped in a white cape with blue flowers. Through the hazy mist, he walked slowly holding a paper umbrella, pausing at the center of the bridge, gazing intently this way. His cape and long hair danced in the wind, further enhancing his tall and elegant stature, full of grace and charm.
This was indeed an exquisitely beautiful ink wash landscape painting.
Only when the children saw someone in the scenic area did they stop crying, one pointing and exclaiming "Ah, ah," while the other clapped vigorously.