Reborn 73 years later, he takes his mother-in-law hunting in the mountains.

Chapter 439 You're truly a master of both literature and martial arts!

Lu Yao was intelligent and eager to learn.

Because of the heavy killing in the first half of his previous life, he not only learned to practice medicine and heal the sick to save people in the second half of his life, but also learned some things about self-cultivation.

Painting, playing the piano, playing chess, sculpting...

Moreover, he held a high position at that time, and the people he associated with were all masters.

When a smart person meets a good teacher, their skills will naturally become superior.

Decades of learning have formed memories in my mind.

Therefore, creating a painting that could amaze Ju Wen, a young student in the art world, was a piece of cake for her.

When Ju Wen heard that he could also paint oil paintings, she was very impressed.

But she blushed when he said he wanted to draw a nude portrait of her.

"Pah! You're always talking about taking advantage. I don't need your drawing!"

Lu Yao laughed: "I didn't say I had to draw you. Besides, I could draw a portrait or something. I'm pretty good at pencil sketching too. Come on, lie down on the bed, and I'll draw you one!"

He started drawing as soon as he was told to.

He had Ju Wen pose as Sleeping Beauty on the bed, and then Lu Yao drew a portrait of her with a pencil.

He was so focused on his drawing that Ju Wen watched him draw even more intently, remaining motionless.

At this moment, even the most intellectual woman felt a chill run down her spine.

This little brother is so adorable.

He's witty, handsome, and full of talent, with a touch of mischief.

This kind of man is the most likely to win a young girl's heart.

People say that women don't love men who aren't a little bad. But not the kind of bad that's utterly wicked and despicable.

He's the kind of guy who's good at flirting and knows how to tease women.

Even the most talented, serious man will eventually become dull and uninteresting.

At this moment, Ju Wen was deeply impressed by Lu Yao's talent, teased by his charm, and attracted by his handsomeness; her eyes were practically glued to him.

"Clang clang"

Someone knocked on the door.

Lu Yao said without looking up:

"Enter."

At this moment, he and Ju Wen were two meters apart, maintaining a safe distance, and he wasn't afraid of others coming in to see.

As soon as the door opened, Huang Jianjun poked his head in:

"Xiaowen, I'm leaving... What are you doing?"

Seeing Ju Wen strike that seductive pose on the bed, her eyes fixed on Lu Yao, he felt a surge of jealousy and a touch of curiosity.

He opened the door and came in.

He was coming over to say goodbye to Ju Wen.

Ju Zhenghua and Yu Lan were still waiting behind him to see him off.

As soon as they saw him enter the room, they all followed him in.

Ju Wen lay on her side on the bed without moving.

Lu Yao kept painting, but didn't move his brush.

The three people then moved behind Lu Yao.

Yu Lan exclaimed in surprise:

"My goodness, Xiao Lu drew Xiao Wen...it looks so much like her!"

Ju Zhenghua said with a look of admiration, "Good job, kid! You've got this talent too, both scholarly and martial!"

Huang Jianjun, take a look. Lu Yao's painting is indeed quite good.

But she retorted, "I can draw too! Creating the bulletin boards for the publicity department is my job!"

After I finished speaking, it was as if no one heard me.

The couple continued to praise Lu Yao's painting.

My eyes never left them.

Huang Jianjun felt awkward:

"Then I'll be going, Xiaowen."

"..."

"Uncle and Aunt, I'm leaving."

"..."

I said two sentences, but there wasn't a single response.

Huang Jianjun looked embarrassed.

Leave the room yourself.

Even after he stepped out of the outer room and looked back, no one in the Ju family noticed that he had left.

Isn't this just asking for trouble by giving such a gift?

Lu Yao, you'll die a horrible death!

I hate you!

Huang Jianjun left in anger.

Inside the room, Lu Yao stopped writing.

A charming and beautiful Ju Wen leaps off the page, vividly portrayed.

Yu Lan picked it up and examined it as if it were a CT scan, clearly captivated by it.

"Xiao Lu, you're amazing! Could you draw one for Auntie too?"

Ju Wen jumped up to watch:

"Oh no, Mom, don't grab it! You'll break it!"

The mother and daughter each held one side, examined it closely, and couldn't find a single flaw.

The family couldn't help but praise Lu Yao's abilities.

It wasn't until I came out of the house that I remembered Huang Jianjun was gone.

But let him go, nobody cares.

Seeing that it was getting late, almost three in the afternoon, Lu Yao said goodbye.

Ju Wen got up to see him off.

Ju Zhenghua also wanted to give a gift, but Yu Lan stopped him.

The couple stopped at the door.

Watching Ju Wen see Lu Yao off, Ju Zhenghua asked Yu Lan:

"What are you doing? Are you trying to send your daughter away?"

Yu Lan was still somewhat excited:

"What? Isn't a son-in-law like this good enough for your daughter? Lu is so talented!"

Ju Zhenghua sighed and shook his head, saying, "Let's see what Xiaowen thinks. After all, Lu Yao is from the countryside, while Xiaowen is a cadre..."

……

Ju Wen escorted Lu Yao out.

Lu Yao pushed the cart out, and she followed beside him.

She was wearing a light blue turtleneck sweater, which made her look so slender.

"Sis, you have such a great figure, big breasts and a perky butt. From an artistic point of view, it would be a shame not to have a portrait taken of you when you were young. My oil painting skills are really strong..."

As Lu Yao spoke, he observed Ju Wen.

I thought she would throw a couple of tantrums and punch me twice.

But no, Ju Wen smiled shyly:

"When I have a chance, my parents will be home. How will I draw then?"

Oh my god, there's a chance!

At this point, Ju Wen's opinion of Lu Yao had undergone a qualitative change.

I used to think he was just a rough, unrefined young man, but later I learned that he fought wolves and killed Japanese soldiers and was a war hero.

Looking at him now... he's like an artist.

I feel like he draws better than my art teacher!

She was actually tempted to have him paint an oil portrait of her.

As for what he said about the human body... I still find it a bit hard to accept.

But I was too embarrassed to show it in front of him.

They escorted Lu Yao all the way to the entrance of the alley.

He asked Lu Yao, "Where are you going? Home?"

No, I'm going to a friend's house.

"You've had a very busy day."

He reached out and fastened the top button of Lu Yao's coat.

"Go ahead, come over to my house whenever you have time."

"Well, wait until your aunt and uncle are both at work... No, they'll both be at work then. When will you ask for a day off?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'll paint for you! Oil painting can't be as quick as sketching; it takes at least an hour or two, or even longer. I haven't painted in a while, so I guess my skills are a bit rusty."

Ju Wen realized that Lu Yao had taken it seriously.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Wait a little longer, let me think about it."

Lu Yao nodded, without a trace of lewdness, even though he was already imagining what Sister Ju Wen would look like naked.

"Prepare some oil paints and several brushes. I must capture your beautiful youth on paper."

"Okay! We'll talk about it later. You can go now."

Lu Yao got on his bike and rode away.

Ju Wen watched his strong and healthy back from behind.

She didn't go back until her ears were freezing and Lu Yao was nowhere to be seen.

At 3:20 p.m., Lu Yao arrived at Jing Youxiang's house.

As soon as I knocked on the door, I heard Jing Youxiang running over from inside:

"I'll open the door, I'll open the door."

They pushed Jing Dongwei, who came to open the door, aside.

The door opened, revealing a pair of bright, joyful eyes.

He spread his arms wide, his hands covered in wet starch.

He rushed out and slammed the door shut, trapping Jing Dongwei inside.

"Lu Yao, you're early. Didn't you say it was four o'clock? I was planning to come out and wait for you later."

Then he quickly dug a bag out of a snowdrift, shook off the snow, and handed it to Lu Yao:

"Just say you bought it!"

Lu Yao looked and saw that there were two bottles of Fenjiu liquor tied together with paper rope to make a handle.

Then Jing Youxiang opened the door and shouted:

"Oh, Lu Yao, you're here! It's fine if you come, but why did you buy anything? It's for my dad, isn't it? How did you know he likes Fenjiu?"

Lu Yao stood at the door and watched her performance the whole time.

I feel a little embarrassed, so I might as well buy myself a gift.