After Xiao Yeyang finished painting the portrait of Daohua, it was already late, and the two of them packed up the painting and returned to Taohua Temple.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Daohua cheerfully showed the painting to Grandma Yan and the other two elders, "Grandma, Mother-in-law, Teacher, look quickly, how did Xiao Yeyang do?"
Although the vision of the three elderly wasn't very good, they recognized Daohua at the first glance when they saw the painting.
Grandma Gu exclaimed in surprise, "Did Yeyang lad paint this?"
Daohua nodded with a smile, "Mother-in-law, do you think it looks like me?"
Grandma Gu kept nodding her head, saying, "Yes, it's the spitting image. Yeyang lad has captured your essence completely, one can tell it's you at a glance."
Grandma Yan also nodded her head vigorously, "Especially these eyes, as if they were stamped on."
Gu Jian stole a glance at Xiao Yeyang, sighing inwardly.
