Pei Yang and Pei Shanshan felt strange when they saw Jiang Ran coming back with paintbrushes and dyes.
They put down the books in their hands and gathered around him.
"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" Pei Shanshan fully expressed her spirit of asking questions whenever she didn't understand.
Jiang Ran smiled. "I'm painting!"
The wooden board had been polished for the second time and the surface was still smooth.
After wiping the wooden board clean and drying it, Jiang Ran began to paint on it.
Jiang Ran didn't paint landscapes or people. What he painted were all related to food.
There were white and fat steaming buns, colorful eight-treasure porridge, crispy fried dough sticks, and round sugar cakes.
Jiang Ran painted all kinds of food on the wooden board.
In addition to these, Jiang Ran also painted some medicinal herbs.
Pei Shanshan didn't recognize these medicinal herbs, but she felt that they were quite beautiful.
"Sister-in-law, when did you learn to paint?"
They had known each other since they were young. For so many years, Pei Shanshan had never seen Jiang Ran paint. She didn't expect Jiang Ran to be so good at it.
After being asked by Pei Shanshan, Jiang Ran's hand movements stopped for a moment.
But soon, Jiang Ran returned to normal. "I haven't learned it before. I just thought of these things in my heart and drew them out.
This is probably what it means to be talented! "
If this was heard by others, they would definitely say that Jiang Ran was bragging.
But Pei Shanshan and Pei Yang didn't think so at all.
After hearing Jiang Ran's answer, they nodded seriously and agreed with Jiang Ran's words.
Yes!
It must be talent!
Jiang Ran had a photographic memory. What was wrong with being able to paint?
Jiang Ran was originally talking nonsense. After he finished speaking, he peeked at Pei Shanshan and Pei Yang's expressions, thinking about what he should say next if they didn't believe him.
However, what Jiang Ran didn't expect was that they didn't believe him at all.
He simply couldn't believe it!
Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Jiang Ran felt that what he said was true.
Of course, she had learned how to draw before she transmigrated into a book.
However, this was not important. Anyway, it was fine as long as Pei Shanshan and Pei Yang believed him.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye. During these two days, no one was idle at home.
Jiang Ran used his family's old wheat straw and glued it onto a wooden board to make a painting.
The wheat stalks were tied up with thin threads to form a wide mat and nailed to the wall.
Not only could it be used as a decoration, but it could also prevent the wall from being kicked and dirtied.
On the upper half of the wall, the paintings made by Jiang Ran were hung in an orderly manner.
On the roof, several high-wattage incandescent lamps were installed.
As long as the lights were turned on, the room would definitely be bright.
Jiang Ran also deliberately left two positions between the lights, and also left a line.