Chapter Forty-Eight: Novelty

The red knot on Zhao Baoxuan's hand is from a hand-painted album of folk art that she read at her teacher when she was in school.

She felt that she knew how to line the knots at a glance, and without any instructions or references, she made it up in one night with the vague pictures in her mind!

When she brought the knot to her teacher, she was praised by the teacher as a resurrected master of folk art.

can get Niu Jianqiang's praise, Zhao Baoxuan thought it was just politeness, so she didn't want to say too much - just the night before, Zhang Wuwei told her a lot of things, including not being able to say her purpose without concealment, not revealing any work-related details, and so on.

She never thought that this knot could have anything to do with Jincun.

Niu Jianqiang's attitude was much better, and his tone became strangely affectionate, completely treating her as his own: "Miss Zhao, what did your family call you when you were a child?"

That's asking for the name of the breast.

Zhao Baoxuan was stunned for a moment, and said his breast name to a big man, which was quite strange: "I don't have a nickname." ”

Niu Jianqiang smiled and expressed his understanding: "Miss Zhao is afraid that I will laugh, right? We have only had flower names since we were children, not big names." It wasn't until we went to school that our teachers called us by our names. When you go to our village later, if you ask people where Niu Jianqiang lives, they don't know who Niu Jianqiang is and whose family he is, if you ask Ah Hei, they will know that he is the eldest son of the Niu family who lives in the east of the village. ”

Offering your nickname or common name is a sign of friendliness and expectation of further trust.

Zhao Baoxuan smiled a little unnaturally, she was not familiar with Niu Jianqiang first, and the second age difference was quite far away, even if she knew what his nickname was, it was impossible for her to call him Brother Ah Hei or Uncle Ah Hei without calling him Captain Niu.

"Hehe, that's interesting. Zhao Baoxuan didn't know how to answer, so she laughed dryly, her eyes turned to Zhang Wuwei, and she thought to herself that your old man would say something.

Niu Jianqiang's interest continued undiminished: "Miss Zhao came at the right time today, there is a banquet in the village today, and the chef from the city is invited to take charge of the cooking." The green vegetables and local chicken river fresh in Jincun are all organic food, which can not be eaten in the fishing city area, you will know after eating, if you think it is delicious, you will often come to Jincun as a guest in the future. ”

Zhao Baoxuan smiled awkwardly, the chef from the city is not her own father!

After a while, the father and daughter met, if she pretended not to know her father, it would be two crimes, one was to come to Jincun without telling her mother, and the other was that the six relatives did not recognize it, and she would be grounded and nagged to death when she went home.

Zhang Wuwei sat next to Zhao Baoxuan and listened to them but kept silent, just to observe Niu's strong attitude.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Under Niu Jianqiang's repeated enthusiastic invitations, the car finally drove to the entrance of Jincun.

The huge wooden archway can be seen to be old.

The word "Jincun" on the plaque is vigorous and powerful.

Zhao Baoxuan got out of the car and praised in surprise: "This character is so beautiful! It looks very much like the emperor's imperial pen!"

The huge wooden archway can be seen to be old.

The word "Jincun" on the plaque is vigorous and powerful.

Zhao Baoxuan got out of the car and praised in surprise: "This character is so beautiful! It looks very much like the emperor's imperial pen!"