The three masters are gone.

Early the next morning, a bus stopped in the square of Dawanxian, and the leaders of the Mengxin County Cultural Bureau and the Tourism Bureau were all present.

Famous teachers and painters all left the room one after another, ready to rush to Taizu Mountain.

But when the number of people was counted, it was found that Zhang Qingyuan, Qian Mingda and Fan Jiaxuan were not present, and no one answered no matter how they knocked on the door of the guest room.

The square that was originally bustling gongs and drums and was bustling with excitement instantly became gloomy.

The county leaders are still waiting to take a group photo, and the people are gone, how should this be.

The most urgent person on the scene is naturally Manager Lubo.

The person disappeared from his restaurant, and he naturally couldn't get out of it if something happened.

And if something went wrong in such a big event, it damaged the reputation of Da Wanxian, which he couldn't afford.

searched around the big bowl of fresh food inside and out, but still found no trace of them.

The delicate-minded Xie Wanjun found that in addition to the three masters, Nie Tianming was also gone.

He left early today, and it was a little strange that he didn't come with him for a big bowl of fresh.

Could it be that Nie Tianming is involved with these three masters?

Xie Wanjun didn't dare to say anything, she had the attitude of giving it a try and called Nie Tianming's phone.

At this time, Nie Tianming was driving a tricycle, carrying three old men on the road from Changbao Town to Nanquan Village.

The breeze blew, and the snow-white hair and beards of the three old men fluttered in the wind, and if it weren't for the decent clothes they were wearing, they looked like three old madmen.

Qian Mingda, the three of them who were the most neutral, let go of his throat and howled in the field next to the road, and his spirit was the most excited.

"Hey~ What's the matter?"

Nie Tianming held the handlebar of the tricycle in his right hand, took out his mobile phone with his left hand and connected to Xie Wanjun's call.

"Yes, yes, those three people are indeed with me. ”

Without waiting to continue, Fan Jiaxuan, who was sitting in the middle of the tricycle, reached out and patted Nie Tianming's shoulder, shook his head and waved at him.

Nie Tianming nodded, understanding the intention.

"We set off for Taizu Mountain in advance, and the three old men fell in love with my tricycle yesterday, so they had to let me take them to sit. ”

Hearing that the three masters were indeed with Nie Tianming, and there were no accidents, Xie Wanjun's heart also put it in his stomach.

After a few words, the two hung up the phone.

At this time, after Lu Bo called up the surveillance of the restaurant, he found that the three masters had indeed left with Nie Tianming.

The schedule of the event cannot be changed, and the event still has to continue, but three important people are missing.

Helplessly, the person in charge of the wind collection group could only say to the media and the crowd who came to watch that the master was tired from running all the way yesterday and rested quietly in his room.

Zhang Qingyuan is already sixty or seventy years old, such an explanation is very convincing, and there is no loophole.

After solving the matter of Dawan Xian, the three old men applauded.

"In the past, every time I went out to do an event, I was followed by media reporters with long guns and short guns, and I was tired of shaking hands and taking photos with some local officials, which I was tired of. ”

Because the rear bucket of the tricycle was too small, Zhang Qingyuan could only lean on Qian Mingda's back and said.

Qian Mingda said: "Aren't you happy to eat and drink for nothing? I think you are really cheap, if you go back to the sixties and seventies, it will be enough for you." ”

Fan Jiaxuan patted Nie Tianming on the shoulder and told him not to be too surprised.

"We've known each other since we were young, and we don't see each other a few times a year, so it's normal for us to communicate like this. ”

Nie Tianming pursed his lips, indicating that he didn't care.

After all, the three of them were able to talk about their own troubles at the wine table last night, which means that it is not an ordinary relationship.

"It's still good in the countryside, and I didn't expect that one day I would be able to sit in a tricycle. ”

"Now that they are rich and prosperous, they look down on tricycles? Who used to live in the cowshed? Who rode in the donkey cart?"

As the quarrel between Zhang Qingyuan and Qian Mingda continued, Fan Jiaxuan looked tired of hearing it for a long time, and turned his attention to the farmers who came and went to the morning market, looking for materials and inspiration for painting.

"Di Di Di ~"

On the narrow road in the countryside, Nie Tianming's tricycle and several small carts were crowded together, and the motorcycles behind kept honking their horns to urge them to move forward.

"Hey, isn't this a child of the Immortal Family, where did you pick up the three old men from the field?"

Nie Tianming looked back and saw that it was Uncle Qiu from the same village.

"I went to the county morning market to sell apples, and when I saw the old men squatting on the side of the road, it was pitiful, so I took them for a while. ”

For Nie Tianming's teasing and teasing, Zhang Qingyuan and the three of them were not angry, and they directly cooperated with all kinds of strange facial expressions, which made people look really wrong.

The more abnormal the three of them behaved, the smarter Nie Tianming was in Uncle Qiu's opinion.

"Look at their dress, most of them are elderly people from rich families, and when their children come to the door, your benefits are indispensable. ”

At this time, the road was already open, Uncle Qiu left a sentence and walked away.

"After mixing for most of my life, I have been separated from the people, and he said that I am a rich family, which is an insult to me!"

Qian Mingda beckoned Nie Tianming to stop the car, and after jumping down, he took off his wind-resistant down jacket, and changed into a cotton wool jacket with an old man with a cart passing by.

"It's still cotton warm, and I haven't worn clothes made of cotton for a long time. ”

After getting into the car, Qian Mingda wrapped the padded jacket tightly around his body, put his left and right hands into the cuffs opposite, and curled up and leaned on Zhang Qingyuan's back.

"People drove all the way in the morning, and they were sweating, and the padded jacket was naturally hot. ”

Nie Tianming held his forehead with his hand, and sighed in his heart.

It's sloppy, I'm getting back three ancestors.

Originally, I thought that these artists were all high-minded existences that did not eat fireworks in the world.

I didn't expect that after contact, I also eat, drink, and fart, and all kinds of gossip are commonplace.

Nie Tianming just finished despising Zhang Qian and the two who were arguing in his heart, but he didn't expect that as soon as they changed their conversations, they shifted from who was warmer in a padded jacket or a down jacket to the discussion of the painting genre and the artistic conception of the brush.

All kinds of unintelligible terms and foreign names flew around, Nie Tianming listened to it with a big head, and he had long forgotten the disrespectful disdain just now.

"We are still a few minutes away from our Nanquan Village. ”

Two kilometers away from Nanquan Village, you can already see the green bricks and red tiles in the village.

"When I get home, can I have breakfast first, I'm a little hungry. ”

Qian Mingda patted his belly and said.

Fan Jiaxuan spoke this time and also said: "A handful of old people, it's really unbearable to skip breakfast." ”

Originally, he took a lot of risks by bringing the three of them out this time, and if something really happened, Nie Tianming couldn't afford it.

"Okay, I'll go to my house in a while, let's fix it up, and then set off when we're full." ”

When Nie Tianming entered the village, the villagers walking at the head of the village and on the street all asked the same question.

"Tianming, did you really pick up the old man?"

"The children of the Changsheng family are promising, and when others pick up money, he picks up the old man. ”

It must be Uncle Qiu's gossip in the village, this mouth is really fast.

The three old men looked peaceful, like monkeys in a zoo, allowing the villagers to look at them from top to bottom.

Nie Tianming just wanted to open his mouth to let everyone disperse, but he didn't think that Qian Mingda took the lead in stopping himself as if he expected him to do this.

"We watch them, they watch us, and it couldn't be fairer. ”