Chapter 453

Yu Ruoqiu became interested immediately. She nodded and said, "I have to go see that. You actually have enterprises coming here to invest?"

Lu Xiaoya was not having it this time. She said to Yu Ruoqiu, "Sister Ruoqiu, don't underestimate Su Xinghui. He's very capable; he's already introduced several enterprises, and tomorrow two more enterprises are signing investment agreements here."

Yu Ruoqiu said, "Really? Then he is quite capable. But Xiaoya, tell me, why are you protecting him so much?"

This sentence immediately made Lu Xiaoya blush again, and she started playing with Yu Ruoqiu again.

The group returned to the township government and ate at Fatty Zhang's restaurant again. After the meal, Su Xinghui asked, "Miss Yu, I'll take you to the guesthouse. Conditions are limited, please bear with it."

Yu Ruoqiu said, "I won't stay at the guesthouse. I see there are two beds in Xiaoya's room, so I'll just stay in the same room as her."

Su Xinghui said, "Wouldn't that be too impolite?"

Lu Xiaoya said, "Xinghui, just let Sister Ruoqiu stay in my room. I have a lot to chat about with her tonight."

Su Xinghui then opened another room for Wang Chenggang at the township government and made up the bed in Lu Xiaoya's room with bedding so she could rest at night.

Su Xinghui said apologetically, "Miss Yu, conditions here are limited, and bathing is a bit inconvenient; you can only use a wooden tub."

Yu Ruoqiu said, "It's nothing. I was a soldier for several years; weren't the conditions there worse than here?"

Lu Xiaoya said, "Xinghui, then you help Sister Ruoqiu carry the water. Let her wash first, then I'll wash."

Hearing what Yu Ruoqiu and Lu Xiaoya said, Su Xinghui carried water for Yu Ruoqiu, let her take a bath, and then carried water for Lu Xiaoya to take a bath.

Yu Ruoqiu said, "Township Head Su, let's go, let's go see your paintings."

Lu Xiaoya said, "Alright! Xinghui's paintings are really good. He even paints for me every night."

Su Xinghui took the two of them to his dormitory, took out a stack of rice paper from a locked drawer, and placed it on the table. The two women looked through them curiously.

These were all Su Xinghui's paintings from his year in Meng Hu Ling. He spent almost all his spare time every night painting and practicing calligraphy. He never wasted time playing cards. In this year, he had painted quite a few paintings and written quite a bit of calligraphy.

These paintings were all of the scenery of Meng Hu Ling, from every village and every season. The differences in geography and season created different beautiful scenery, making these paintings look dazzling and brilliant.

These paintings contained lush bamboo forests, peach blossoms as bright as morning clouds, waterfalls flying down from the mountain tops, and strange rocks as sharp as knives. Many paintings even featured common people working hard, and the sincere smiles on their faces were so infectious; these paintings were full of vitality.

Yu Ruoqiu took out the peach blossom painting and asked, "Is this the painting you were talking about?"

Su Xinghui nodded.

Lu Xiaoya also leaned in to look at the painting.

Yu Ruoqiu said, "Are the peach blossoms in Taohua Village really as beautiful as you painted?"

Su Xinghui said, "Actually, the real peach blossoms are much more beautiful than what I painted. I only regret that my brush cannot capture even a ten-thousandth of that beautiful scenery!"

Yu Ruoqiu looked at the painting carefully again and said, "You're too modest. I know some famous painters in the capital, and I don't think their paintings are better than yours."

Lu Xiaoya said, "Sister Ruoqiu, you don't know this, but during May Day, Xinghui's paintings participated in a provincial art exhibition. Uncle Gu also went to see this exhibition and gave Xinghui's paintings a very high evaluation."

Yu Ruoqiu said, "Are you talking about my aunt's husband?"

Lu Xiaoya nodded and said, "Yes, that's him. He even talked to Xinghui for ten minutes."

Yu Ruoqiu was a bit surprised. She knew her aunt's husband; he was one of the most outstanding members of the Yu family, becoming a high-ranking official in his fifties. He had real talent and learning.

Gu Shanmin's cultural cultivation was very deep, and his vision was also very high. There weren't many people he could look up to, but precisely because of this, those who could catch his eye must be extremely outstanding people.

For Gu Shanmin to talk to Su Xinghui for ten minutes, for such a high-ranking official whose time was extremely precious, could truly be called an exception.

Yu Ruoqiu looked at the other paintings again. The more she looked, the more she felt these paintings were well done. These paintings were full of a surging vitality that deeply infected her.

Looking at them, Yu Ruoqiu had a strong impulse; she wanted to go and see the places depicted in these paintings.

Yu Ruoqiu asked, "Have you painted the place we're going to tomorrow?"

Su Xinghui smiled and picked out a painting, "This painting depicts the scenery of Hujiaao, where we're going tomorrow."

This painting depicted the scenery of Xianren Spring. The water of Xianren Spring flew down from the top of the mountain, becoming a waterfall like a white silk, falling into a pool in the middle of the mountain. This waterfall was painted with a lot of movement; Yu Ruoqiu seemed to be able to see the water droplets of the waterfall in the painting jumping out of the paper.

Yu Ruoqiu asked, "What is this place called?"

Su Xinghui said, "This place is called Xianren Spring, and the spring water there is delicious. The enterprise whose factory building we're going to see tomorrow has installed a mineral water bottling production line, so you'll be able to drink the mineral water from there in the future."

Yu Ruoqiu asked, "The name Xianren Spring is really nice."

Su Xinghui said, "Speaking of the origin of this name, there's a folk story."

Yu Ruoqiu asked, "Really? Can you tell me about it?"

Su Xinghui nodded and said, "Of course I can."

Su Xinghui then told Yu Ruoqiu and Lu Xiaoya the origin of the name Xianren Spring. Both of them listened with great interest. Lu Xiaoya said, "Did this spring really come out from a cane of Tieguaili?"

Yu Ruoqiu said, "Xiaoya, didn't he say it? This is just a folk story."

Su Xinghui said, "Although it's a folk story, quite a few people believe it. And don't you think such a story adds a lot of moving charm to this spring?" ===== CHAPTER 455 =====