Murphy's mind is now full of worries that she is not at home, can Yang Yi cope with his father?

However, she seems to be overthinking, and at this moment, Yang Yi is talking with Mo Henian in the study.

Yang Yi's study is very bright during the day, the spring breeze gently stirs the curtain, waving in a circle, and the white mist that floats after the mountain spring water is boiled also adds a lot of color to the room.

Unlike on the first day, Mo Henian was unhappy with Yang Yi in every way, today, although Mo Henian still has a straight face, his tone is not very impulsive, and he can be regarded as guiding Yang Yi relatively gently, using another gaiwan-style tea making method to make tea for him.

"This is a particular technique, you look at me, the gesture when pouring, the position of the lid of the cup, what kind of strength and angle, in order not to let the tea pour out, and the tea can be poured smoothly, not hot!"

Mo Henian taught seriously, Yang Yi was also very learned, he didn't hide his clumsiness, he really didn't know how to make tea as the old man said, and he had seen it on TV before.

But Yang Yi understands tea, has a flexible body, and learns quickly, and it didn't take long for him to complete the operation of pouring tea with three fingers - his thumb and middle finger pinching the edge of the bowl, and his index finger gently clasping the lid of the cup.

Seeing that Yang Yi had learned well, Mo Henian was also relieved, but he did not pretend and did not give any praise, but said without saltiness: "You have to change this tea bowl, the mouth of the bowl and the edge of the lid should be wide, and the lid button should be high, otherwise, it will be easy to burn." ”

"Well, I'll go pick another good one. Yang Yi nodded congruently, although at his level, he basically couldn't burn.

Mo Henian drank two sips of tea, and his addiction to smoking came up, so he took out a polished and smooth pipe from his arms, which Yang Yi took out for him yesterday. Originally, Mo Crane didn't want it, but Murphy persuaded him, and this pipe is really good, it is said to be made from heather roots that are more than sixty years old.

All handmade, the pattern is complete, there are no flaws, the appearance is polished as delicate as agate, not to mention the old man, Xixi thinks it is a very beautiful toy when she sees it, I want it!

Mo Henian smoked a cigarette and drank tea at the same time, and then flipped through "White Night Walking".

This book is the one mentioned in the report that made him have a deeper prejudice against Yang Yi a few days ago, and it just so happened that when he saw that there was a sample book on Yang Yi's bookshelf, he took it down and read it.

Mo Henian now feels that Yang Yi is not as bad as he imagined through what he has seen and heard with his own eyes, at least, he can't find the existence of the "devil" mentioned in the report.

So, the old man really wants to see, where is the "devil" in the book mentioned in the newspaper?

But looking at it, Mo He began to fall into the plot described in this book, as well as the depressing social conditions, he frowned, and from time to time he showed a thoughtful look.

"Have you ever lived on Treasure Island before?" Mo Henian finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"No, I haven't been to sea. Yang Yi shook his head.

"Then how do you know so much about the situation in that era on Treasure Island?" Mo Henian said suspiciously, "The book introduces unfinished buildings, single-parent families, the life dilemmas encountered by single mothers like Xi Wendai, and, this!"

The pages opened by Mo Henian are the plot of Xiao Yicheng and Jiang Li's love at the beginning of the article, and the "hairstyle with medium-long hair, bangs in front of the forehead, and hair on both sides pulled back" is one of the more popular female hairstyles in Baodao at that time.

"These, I'm afraid it's difficult for people who don't have a little experience to describe them!" Mo Henian said, but he didn't know why, his eyes looked at Yang Yi much kinder.

Maybe it's empathy, right?

When he read this work, he was particularly deeply touched, because the era described in the article happened to be when he was still studying on Treasure Island, and at a young age, he experienced the bursting of the economic bubble on Treasure Island, experienced the collapse of countless enterprises, experienced the confusion and chaos of Treasure Island, and also saw the dark examples of people forgetting family affection and human nature in pursuit of profits.

"Uncle, at that time, I was still very young, and I was still living in the countryside of Anqing, how could I have experienced it?" Yang Yi said with a smile, "I just read some books and carefully studied the social situation of Baodao at that time. ”

Yang Yi also took down nearly ten sociological books on the social studies of Baodao from the bookshelf in the study and showed them to Mo Henian.

Mo Henian looked at so many books, but he believed eight points, but he still wanted to pick a bone in the egg, and Yang Yi asked for the school examination: "Before, in the early eighties, there was a very serious mass suicide incident on Baodao, which caused a sensation all over the world, do you know?"

Yang Yi nodded: "I know, it's because the stock has plummeted and the debt is heavy, and it's hard to accept it for a while, so the Baonan family of six collectively committed suicide with gas......

As if finding a common topic, Mo Henian and Yang Yi had a discussion about the social situation of the original treasure island, and Mo Henian's satisfaction with Yang Yi seemed to be gradually rising.

As for the "devilish" side of Yang Yi mentioned in the original entertainment newspapers, Mo Henian is also a high-level intellectual, and he can't see that this is just a dramatic description? He would not deny the character of an author because of the content of a work.

......

In the afternoon, Chuntian Kindergarten was going to hold a fun sports meeting, Yang Yi invited Mo Henian to watch the Xixi game together, the old man was reserved for a while at first, but thinking that it was his granddaughter's competition, Mo Henian pretended to be impatient and said: "Go and go!

Although it was a reluctant attitude, the old man had been carefully dressed up before going out, the upper body was a Hawaiian-style shirt with a coconut tree print, not wearing a windbreaker, just a wide scarf with Indian patterns, and the lower body was still jeans, riding boots, and a white cowboy hat on his head.

Mo Henian appeared in Chuntian Kindergarten and immediately replaced Yang Yi and became the new favorite of the children, but the children did not pounce on it like sticky Yang Yi, but just surrounded curiously, revealing the look of worship in their innocent eyes.

It was the first time they had seen someone dressed like this, especially the hat, the scarf, and the boots, all of which were novel. The muttering of "so cool" came and went.

"This is my Grandpa, my grandfather!" Xixi squeezed out of the middle of the group, cheered and threw herself into her grandfather's arms, and then introduced herself to the other children with some pride.

Xixi didn't wear a skirt today, she wore a pullover and sports pants, burgundy tones, and glossy cotton wool, which looked very energetic. Of course, the most important thing is that the little girl's arms and calves are slender and long, and she looks slim and beautiful in any kind of clothes she wears, and she doesn't look bloated at all.

Chen Shiyun shouted in the crowd: "Xixi, isn't your grandfather fierce? I don't think he's fierce at all, he's still very handsome!"

Mo Henian's old face was tense for a few days, and he couldn't hold back at this time, and he couldn't help but smile a little when he was praised by the children, he pulled the brim of his hat, saluted Chen Shiyun and said, "This child has insight, not bad, not bad!"

"Grandpa is fierce, grandpa has always been very nice!" Mo Henian didn't forget to gently pat Xixi's little buttocks in his arms, and said a little blamefully.

"Hee-hee!" the little girl leaned on Mo Henian's shoulder and laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Grandpa, can I wear your hat?" Chen Shiyun asked in a boldness.

"I'm going to wear it too, I like this hat too!" Lan Xin squeezed into the crowd and hurriedly shouted.

"You can't wear them together, you have to line up and come one by one. Xixi got out of her grandfather's arms, and she squeezed in front of her grandfather to help him maintain order.

"Alright then......"

is so popular, Mo Henian is naturally very proud in his heart, and the feeling of being compared to Yang Yi at home before was swept away. He generously took off his hat and handed it to the children, and did not forget to glance at Yang Yi.