The old man finally came back to his senses, slowly sat down with his hand on the table, stared at Zhang He, and said, "When will you write so many words? Who taught you?"

As soon as Grandma Zhang He saw his wife's expression, she knew that Zhang He must have written correctly, so she couldn't help but look at Zhang He and whispered to Grandpa Zhang He: "I haven't seen him write at home, he shouldn't be able to write so much in just a month of school, right?"

Zhang He looked at the complicated expression of the second elder, and immediately hit the railway while it was hot: "Hmph! I'll just say that I can, you still don't believe it! I always think that I don't want to go to school." ”

"Hehe, let grandpa go and get the book to test you again. Grandma Zhang He motioned to Grandpa Zhang He in disbelief to get the book again, while she sat in place and stared at Zhang He and smirked.

"Do you know all of this?" Grandpa Zhang He brought a stack of books from the bedside table in the back room and put them in front of Zhang He, sat back on the stool.

Zhang He glanced at the book jacket and smiled: "I know everything!" Then he picked up each book one by one, and read it while stacking it next to him: "This is "Water Margin", this is "Building French Style", this is "Dream of Red Mansions", this is "Sou Shen Ji", this is "Lecture Notes on Traditional Chinese Medicine", and this is "Jade Box". ”

"Damn, our family actually has a jade box. This is an out-of-print book!" I saw Zhang He take back the "Jade Box Record" again, and subconsciously asked while looking down at it: "Why do we have so many traditional vertical books? Grandpa, have you read this Jade Box Book?" Do you know the "Nine Palaces Flying Star Technique" and "Name Technique" in it?"

Listening to Zhang He's words, the old man couldn't help but straighten his body back in some horror, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth: "You know everything?"

"Yes, what's wrong with you?" Zhang He said with a smile and pushed his grandfather.

And Grandma Zhang He, who has always burned incense and prayed on the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, only felt that what happened to her grandson must be a miracle at this moment, so she asked Grandpa Zhang He seriously: "Did our eldest grandson have a fever two days ago?"

As soon as Zhang He heard his grandmother say this, he immediately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and said, "That's right, I remembered." Two days ago, when I had a fever, I seemed to see an old fairy, he touched my head and said to me, as long as I am filial to you, grandpa and my mother in the future, he let me open my mind, as if he also blew a breath on my head. ”

Grandpa Zhang He looked at Grandma Zhang He in disbelief, then looked at him again and said, "Old immortal? Where did the old fairy come from? And he blew at you? Is it really fake? What about dreaming? Grandpa asked you, then do you count?"

"Should I say yes?" or should I say no?" Zhang He didn't immediately reply to his grandfather's words this time, but rolled his eyes and thought for a while before replying: "I don't know, why don't you test me." ”

Grandpa Zhang He immediately gave Zhang He a question, "How much is seven?"

Zhang He raised his head and rolled his eyes, pretending to think for a few seconds and said, "49, right?

"What about Wuba?" asked Grandpa Zhang He in disbelief.

"Five-eight-forty. Zhang He repeated his old skills.

"Eighty-Nine"

"Eighty-nine-seventy-two, hehe, is grandpa right?"

"Ten minus four divided by two" The old man suddenly increased the difficulty.

"Wait a minute. Zhang He, who naturally didn't fall for the trick, pretended to tilt his head and thought for a while before replying: "Do you have to multiply and divide first and then add and subtract? Multiply and divide first, that is, two and two get four, so four divided by two is equal to two, and ten is subtracted by two, which is equal to eight." Grandpa, right?"

Seeing this, the second elder couldn't help but be so shocked that he lost his words in an instant, and paused for several seconds before relieving himself. I saw that the old man suddenly stood up again, pointed the clock on the high and low cabinet with his fingers, and asked him expectantly, "What time is it?"

Zhang He glanced at the pointer and replied casually, "It's almost 12:45, what's wrong?" Because recognizing the watch is definitely a "skill" that only children in elementary school have.

"What do you mean by the old fairy?" asked Grandma Zhang He curiously.

It was an old man with white hair and a white beard, with a hairpin on the top of his head, and a ginger robe on his body, and gossip was embroidered on the robe. By the way, he also had a floating dust in his hand. Zhang He depicted according to the image of Taishang Laojun in "Journey to the West".

"Yo! what a fairy!" Grandma Zhang He glanced at his wife and exclaimed. Then he asked Zhang He: "What else did this old fairy tell you?

Zhang He replied with a smug face: "I said." At the same time, he secretly said to himself in his heart: "Hehe, this trick is quite effective, and it saves a lot of trouble by pretending to be a fairy." This time, there is no need to hide and hide anything, everything is said to be the decree of the old fairy. Hehe, I'll talk to my grandfather about buying solid wood furniture in a moment. Haha, our family is going to be transferred, hehe, thinking about it. ”

"What are you smiling at? I'm still waiting for you to say it? What did the gods say?" asked Grandma Zhang He with an eager face.

"The fairy said my mother..."As soon as Zhang He looked up, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something that he couldn't say to his grandfather and grandma right now, even if it was a pretending to be a fairy. So he immediately shut up again, put on a serious expression and said: "I can't go on, because the old fairy said that you can't leak the heavenly secrets, and if you leak it, it won't work." ”

"Hey... The old lady sighed again and again, then turned around with a lot of concern, picked up the bowl, looked straight at the table with her eyes and drank a mouthful of porridge. And the old man on the side also moved his eyes from Zhang He's face to the window at this moment.

Looking at the second elder's somewhat lonely expression, Zhang He only felt helpless. He originally just wanted to persuade his grandfather and grandmother, hoping that the second elder would agree to him not going to preschool, but who would have thought that this would make his grandfather and grandmother worry about his mother's headache. So, in order to divert the attention of grandparents and grandparents, Zhang He changed the topic and said: "Grandpa grandma, I'll sing Peking Opera for you!"

Zhang He was just about to get up to perform, but suddenly found a figure in the courtyard walking towards their house. This person is not an outsider, the official height is only one meter five, the cheekbones on the face are particularly prominent, and her aunt counts her neat mouth, and she is also very good at scheming, at this time the profession is an automobile factory inspector His aunt Zhang Liqin came.

Seeing this, Zhang He immediately put the letter paper and pen into the drawer in front of him, and at the same time explained to his grandfather and grandmother with a serious face: "My aunt is here, you must not mention my enlightenment to my aunts! I don't want to be rumored to be a prodigy and let people arrest me for research." With that, he picked up the stack of books and went into the back room.

Seeing that her eldest daughter was coming, Grandma Zhang He hurriedly stood up and pushed open the door, and smiled outside the house: "Why did you come so early?

"They're going to buy something! I'll drop off my things here and leave, and I'll have to go to my mother-in-law in a moment." Aunt Zhang He entered the house while carrying two snack boxes in her hands, and greeted her father: "Dad, you are also back." ”

Grandpa Zhang He didn't speak again, probably still digesting what had just happened.

"Why didn't Xiao Wu come in?" asked Grandma Zhang He.

"He took Wu Xin to buy something?".

"Have you eaten?"

"Ate at work!" Auntie glanced at the food on the table.

"Have you eaten the two of you?" asked Grandma Zhang He again.

"Mom, sit here, I'll tell you. The aunt seemed to be very mysterious and let her mother sit down on the stool, patted the two snack boxes on the table with her hand, and said in a low voice: "Mom, the bottom box is for my grandmother to bring back to my hometown tomorrow, and the top box is for you and my father." Don't get confused. The box above is precious. ”

Grandma Zhang He glanced at Grandpa Zhang He happily, turned her head as if to blame, and said, "Hey, don't you just let you buy it for your grandma? Buy us something, we have everything here." Open it and pick two good pieces for Wu Xin to take away. ”

"If you don't open it, you can keep it with my dad and eat it. Aunt Zhang He looked at her parents' eyes proudly and smiled.

"Hey, open. Grandma Zhang He got up and was about to open the snack box.

"Don't open it, let Liqin carry it to her parents-in-law. Grandpa Zhang He said suddenly.

"Cut, what are you doing for them. Just buy some apples in a while. Aunt Zhang He rolled her eyes as if displeased.

"Doesn't it cost money? Grandma Zhang He sat down and said.

At this moment, there was movement in the courtyard again, only to see a thin body, dark skin, occupation as a pickle factory worker, has always had a hot temper, in addition to talking softly to her husband and son, Zhang He's third aunt Zhang Lifen, who would not say good things to others, walked from the gate of the courtyard with a nylon silk schoolbag.

Grandma Zhang He hurriedly pushed open the door again and said to the third daughter: "Didn't you say that you won't come today?

Aunt Zhang He gave her mother a blank look, and walked into the house without speaking. Then he called his father and eldest sister, put the nylon silk schoolbag in his hand on the sofa, and then turned back to his mother and said stiffly: "Didn't you ask me to buy wine for my old family? I will leave early in the morning, where can I buy it? Besides, I have to go to my mother-in-law for a while, and I haven't bought it for others, how can I take it?"

"You kid. The old lady glanced at the old man and said, "You won't bring it to your mother-in-law first, and then buy two bottles in the afternoon." ”

"Will you pay for two more bottles?" the third aunt retorted with a roll of her eyes.

"I give money. Grandma Zhang He, who had long been accustomed to her daughter's temper, walked to the big closet and opened the drawer to take out the money as she spoke.

"Alright, you don't, I don't want it. The third aunt sat down on the stool at the door and said.

"You third child, you will never say good things well. Aunt Zhang He smiled at her sister. Then he said to his parents: "Mom and Dad, if it's okay, I have to leave quickly." It's 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, and you don't have to buy anything, do you?"

"No, just come early. Grandma Zhang He replied.

"Then I'm leaving. After Aunt Zhang He finished speaking, she raised her feet and walked out of the door.

Aunt Zhang He glanced back at her eldest sister with a little embarrassment, and at the same time glanced at her father who was eating and didn't dare to speak again.

"You're what I'm used to. Grandma Zhang He walked back to the table and said to her daughter.

But Aunt Zhang He didn't seem to hear it, and instead stared at the snack box on the table and asked, "This is what my eldest sister brought it?"

"Ah!" Zhang He's grandmother replied.

"How many boxes of snacks did she buy here? Did it come from my eldest brother (eldest brother-in-law)'s unit?" the third aunt asked her parents.

"What's going on? The inside of this box is different, the top one is what your eldest sister bought for me and your father, and the bottom box is for your grandmother. Grandma Zhang He explained to her daughter while holding the snack box on the high and low cabinets.

"What! I see my big brother still has two boxes on his handlebars! The third aunt argued.

"Did you see your brother-in-law?" said Grandma Zhang He, glancing at Grandpa Zhang He.

"Isn't it right at the door?" said the third aunt.

"Hey, your brother-in-law bought it again, won't they be able to go back to their mother's house for a while?" said Grandma Zhang He.

"Alright, I won't tell you either. Dad, I'm leaving. Mom, I'm leaving. After Zhang He's third aunt finished speaking, she got up and walked out of the door. But after a few steps, she suddenly turned around and walked back, and then poured wine from the velvet silk bag on the sofa, and muttered, "I still have this bag useful." ”

"Take it, I'll let Liling tie up these two bottles of wine in a while. Grandma Zhang He responded and immediately sent her daughter out of the room.

As soon as Zhang He heard that the room was finally quiet, he walked out of the back room with a smile and a smile, sat back on the stool next to the table, and enjoyed lunch with his grandfather.

"Why didn't you hide in the house just now, why didn't you come out and call your aunts?" asked the old lady as she sat back beside Zhang He.

"Why did you come out to watch them perform?" Zhang He said with a disdainful expression.

"Hey, you kid. What happened to your aunt?" asked the old lady.

"Hehe, it's fine. I just think it's funny. Zhang He held the porridge bowl, stared straight at the windowsill in front of him, and smiled thoughtfully.

"You kid. Let me tell you, don't be so rude in the future, you have to call people when you see them. Remember?" Zhang He's grandmother ordered.

"Remember, when they come early tomorrow morning, I'll go and say hello to Grandpa Tian. Zhang He covered his mouth with a bowl, stared at his grandmother's eyes and smiled.

"You just do it, you see if your aunts say they don't talk about you. Grandma Zhang He said unhappily.

"When has Bei Bei been to Teacher Tian's house?" Grandpa Zhang He wondered.

"Just crying in the morning. Grandma Zhang He said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" said Grandpa Zhang He, putting down the dishes and chopsticks.

"Didn't Liling come back early that day? The old lady argued.

"Cut, what's the reason why you don't dare to say this, what's wrong with going to Grandpa Tian's house? I think Grandpa Tian and Grandma Tian are very good, and they gave me a fountain pen!" Zhang He said as he stretched out his hand to the grandma beside him and said, "Grandma, where did you put the fountain pen?"

"Hmph, a pen bought you. It's not a good thing. The old lady stood up with displeasure on her face, and while muttering, she opened the drawer of the high and low cabinets, took out a pen from it and put it in front of Grandpa Zhang He.

"It's not a good thing, it's a hero's, Hero. Zhang He argued.

"What weakness?" asked Grandpa Zhang He, picking up the pen.

"Hero, hero. Zhang He stood up and pointed to the English on the pen and said.

"Do you know this foreign word too?" Grandpa Tian taught?" Grandpa Zhang He wondered.

"It wasn't taught by Grandpa Tian, it was taught by the old immortals, didn't he blow at my head?" Zhang He said in a serious manner.

"Just talk nonsense!" said the old man with a frown, glancing at his wife.

"It's really impossible!" said Grandma Zhang He with an affirmative look on her face.

But Grandpa Zhang He didn't follow these words anymore, but continued to ask: "Tell Grandpa first, why did you go to Grandpa Tian's house, do they like you?"

"I like it!" Zhang He immediately put his hands under his cheeks and pretended to be a flower and said proudly: "How sensible I am, how much people like me." ”

"Huh. I know it's funny!" the old man snorted and said.

Zhang He suddenly asked, "Grandpa, do you know wood very well?" Can you tell what is huanghuali and what is red sandalwood?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" the old man replied casually, and then couldn't help asking, "Do you still know about red sandalwood pear?"

"No, this is also taught by the old immortals! It's just that they didn't teach me how to look at it, and said that I would learn from you. Zhang He said with a smile.

"Really?" the old man was speechless, this left sentence of the old fairy and the old immortal. If you don't believe it, how can you explain that Sun Tzu was able to learn arithmetic and literacy without a teacher? This is not something that can be done in the last month of school. But if you want to believe it, this is too unbelievable, why just blow a breath and the whole meeting.

But Zhang He didn't care what his grandfather thought! I saw him immediately say: "Really!" The old man couldn't help but be curious: "Let you learn from me, how to distinguish wood?"

What's the use of that? It's going to make you do this in the future?"

"No! Let me remind you, so that you can apply what you have learned! You have to turn your knowledge into productivity! As soon as you retire next year, you will buy these old pieces of red sandalwood pear, and when it is sold in a few years, our family will be distributed. Zhang He couldn't help but say excitedly.

As soon as Grandma Zhang He heard this, she immediately came to her senses, so she hurriedly interjected, "Can you make a fortune? This is what the old fairy told you?"

"Yes, these pieces of furniture are only a few dollars now, but they will be worth a lot of money in the future. Zhang He affirmed.

"Later?" said Grandma Zhang He, frowning as if puzzled.

"Yes, it will be worth waiting for a few years or more than ten years. Zhang He explained.

"A few years, more than ten years? Hehe, then we can't live in the past few years. How can you have spare money to stock up on this thing, and then where can you put it away?" the old lady looked at the room and smiled at Zhang He, and then her face disappeared from the look that seemed to "glow" just now.

"Oh, why don't you have a place? You can stack tall buildings at home. Besides, you can rent a room to store your things. Zhang He pointed to the open space in the house and said.

"Pure nonsense! Someone is coming, what does it look like? You kid, don't you know the price of tea and rice, and you still rent a house! You don't need money to rent a room?" Zhang He's grandmother said with a smile.

"Hey! If this piece of furniture costs a few dollars, and it becomes tens of thousands of dollars a piece, will you still feel that you can't squeeze out the money? Do you still care that the family must have a home? This is called long-term investment. Zhang Heyi said in a rhetorical justification.

"Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, you don't have a fever, do you? The old lady glanced at her wife with a smile, and then raised her hand and touched Zhang He's head.

"Hey, I don't have a fever! Didn't I say it! This is what the old fairy told me, as long as we do it, we will be able to make a fortune in a while." Zhang He dodged his grandmother's hand and frowned.

"Do you know what tens of thousands of dollars look like? Do you know how much it is? You are now thirsty to search all over Beijing, and you can find a few tens of thousands of households. What your old fairy said is too unreliable! Do you still invest for a long time? When you make your own money in the future, you can take a long time. I don't know what kind of strange dream you had when you were in a daze?" The old lady seemed to be "awake" in an instant, and she suddenly stopped believing Zhang He's words.

It seems that even the "Breaking the Heavens" is not believed by anyone. Hey, forget it, with grandma's temper, it's futile to hold on any longer. I'd better plan to go back to my hometown tomorrow as an "empty glove white wolf"!"

I saw that Zhang He didn't talk back, just smiled at his grandmother, and moved his gaze to the calendar on the door frame. From beginning to end, he didn't bother to look at his grandfather's expression, but he didn't know that his words had planted a seed in his grandfather's heart that was about to sprout.