"Mr. Chenchen, what do you think of my painting?"
Ah Chen praised, "Not bad, you've made great progress. But if you're painting landscapes, just paint landscapes. Why do you insist on putting the two of us into it?"
"Yeah, if you're including people, why not also add me?" Lin Daming joked with a grin.
At first, he worried he might be disturbing the two of them, but soon realized his son-in-law was quite thick-skinned.
Recently, Lin Daming also started learning how to paint. Occasionally, he would write to his friend Shen Dai, telling him about the scenic views across Lan Country, making Shen Dai envious.
Later, he felt writing wasn't satisfying enough; he wanted to capture what he saw in paintings instead.
Thus, Ah Chen gained two students, both of whom turned out to have some talent.
Shen Xuan pointed at a rock behind him, "I painted my father-in-law, see the edge of the robe peeking out? He's sunbathing there."
Lin Daming: ...
Ah Chen: ...
