And her wife also sat next to her, wearing a pair of classical reading glasses in the style of the Republic of China, holding a book, and watching quietly. Elegant and quiet.

Elegant women have the silence of watching the flowers in front of the court and enjoying the clouds and rolling comfort; they are not good at publicity, and they will not be lonely and self-appreciative, faint as a pool of clear water, although the elegant woman does not have the delicate beauty of peony, nor will there be the fragrance of jasmine.

The elegant woman has a faint fragrance and an endless aftertaste, "the red face is easy to age, and the youth is easy to pass away." "Time always ruthlessly takes away youth and makes the face grow old slowly. Only elegance is precipitated in time for eternity.

What we call abundance and grace refers to the external exposure of its style, which contains many factors such as culture, temperament, and cultivation, and only a woman with a certain style can have elegant capital.

Just like the old lady in front of her, sitting there quietly and elegantly, as if she was a lady from the Republic of China period into reality.

However, the sudden shouting completely destroyed this beautiful artistic conception, "Ah! Little uncle! Why are you here? I miss me!"

This girl with no ink on her chest was still reading so loudly, but she saw him at a glance. Sure enough, she was just pretending to be reading. You can't teach your children!

And, it's crazy and arrogant, and it doesn't look like a girl's house at all. and reserved or something, not to touch.

Feng Wuling was suddenly full of black lines, and he couldn't bear to look at her directly, she was just a tomboy!

When the others in the courtyard heard her shouting, they all stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look at him.

When his wife saw him, the folds on her face were completely smiling, she put down the book in her hand, reached out and stroked her hair very gracefully, and said happily, "The frog is here! I remember that today doesn't seem to be Sunday, right?

Feng Wuling stood in the middle of the courtyard, stood straight, bowed to the three elders one by one, and said, "I've seen the teacher! Hello Grandpa Li! Hello Master!"

Teacher Nan Zhiyu was very happy to see him, with a slight smile on his face, but his mouth was counting, "Come here, why did you buy those nutritional products again?

When Old Man Li heard this, he smiled and pointed at the teacher Nan Zhiyu with his finger, and said with a smile: "I said, you are completely hypocritical! If you don't come, you don't want to come, and you don't like to take things when you come! It's all you." ”

"! These so-called nutritional products can neither cure diseases nor keep fit, and if they say that they are full, they can only be full!"

As long as one thing works, then the money will be spent unjustly!"

Feng Wuling saw that the two elders were teasing, so he didn't dare to interject at all, and went to the house to put down his things by himself.

When he came out, he saw his wife waving to him, so he sat down next to her.

The old lady looked at him with kindness, her eyes were almost gone, and she repeated the question just now, "Today seems to be Monday, Jiajia came after work the day before yesterday, and stayed here for two days." He said he had to go to work tomorrow and left last night. ”

Jiajia is the youngest daughter of the elder brother, a few years older than him.

Feng Wuling took the book Xu Mohan had just read, flipped through it twice, and responded, "Back to Master, I started writing one last year, and it was over yesterday." I couldn't wait to bring it over and ask the teacher to correct it. ”

As soon as his words fell, everyone looked at him again, their eyes full of surprise and inquiry.

The master raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked curiously, "Oh?

Before he could reply, Old Man Li teased without hesitation, "I can't imagine that the famous gods are going to publish a book and talk about it!

When Feng Wuling heard this, his head was suddenly full of black lines, he was speechless, and he begged for mercy with a smile on his face, "You always raise your noble hand, don't make fun of the boy! I heard the story of an old beggar last year, and I was moved." Moreover, this film has been written intermittently for almost a year, and I really don't have enough ink in my heart. This time, I asked the teacher for a book list by the way, and I went back to replenish it. ”

He said that, the two old men had no interest in playing chess, and were seduced by him.

And Feng Wuling saw that the two of them had begun to pack up the chessboard, and immediately understood the thoughts of the two old men. I quickly opened my computer bag, took out the three copies that had been copied and bound, and began to distribute them.

As soon as Old Man Li saw his movements, he immediately smiled, nodded at him with his finger, and scolded with a smile: "You kid, this is premeditated a long time ago! You kid must have guessed a long time ago, I will play chess here with your teacher, and even my share is ready!"

Yes, I was seen through by others.

Feng Wuling scratched his head in embarrassment, and replied unforgivingly, "I said that you are not right!

"Hahaha..."

He made three copies, the teacher, Mr. Li, and the three of them, one for each of them.

Completely ignored Xu Mohan.

And this girl actually ran behind him without face and gave him a hammer on the shoulder!

While hammering his shoulders, he asked in a coquettish tone, "Uncle Junior, the strength is still appropriate, right?" Look, I'm about to reach the finals. Are you ready for me with a new song?"

I can't look at her like this. A girl's family, so cheeky.

Feng Wuling was so made by her that she frowned, and she couldn't cry or laugh, and wanted to send her away quickly, "It's already been sent to the Worm Band!"

When Xu Mohan heard this, he immediately jumped three feet high happily and shouted loudly, "Oh yes! Uncle Xiao, you are so handsome!

After finishing speaking, he ran out like crazy, shouting as he ran, "Goodbye grandpa, goodbye mother-in-law, goodbye grandpa Li!"

When the teacher saw her like this, he also shook his head helplessly. You can't teach your children!

But soon, she was left behind. He looked down at what he was holding.

Each of the three elders had one copy, and Feng Wuling opened the notebook and continued to code (Terminator).

The courtyard fell silent, except for the sound of paper turning and tapping on keyboards.

(Alive)

tells the story of a person's life, this is a life testimonial of an old man who has experienced the vicissitudes and tribulations of the world, and it is a drama that interprets the experience of life's suffering.

The rare warmth in life will be torn apart by death again and again, and only the old Fugui will be accompanied by an old cow to remember in the sun.

This is a long story of nearly 100,000 words, and it is not something that can be read in a while.