Because Wu Yu and they still have something to do, only Lu Zi'an and Shen Mange came this time.

The old house of the Bai family is about 20 minutes' drive from the center of Dongyang, located in the green mountains and green waters, elegant and simple, winding paths and secluded, giving people a very quiet feeling.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and in the end it is a family of wood carvers, not only in a good geographical location, but also in the back of the piece.

The Bai family is all here, and everyone is dressed very exquisitely, obviously bothered to meet this time.

Uncle Bai greeted them in good spirits and invited them to sit down with a smile.

After a cold noise, everyone else got up to leave, Bai Zihang smiled and said, "Miss Shen, when you came just now, I saw that you were quite interested in the cats outside, do you want to go and see it?"

Shen Mange's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at Lu Zi'an.

Lu Zi'an smiled and nodded: "Go, don't stand on the tuyere." ”

Although it was drizzling, it was still quite cold outside.

"Master Lu, don't worry, I will bring the cat into the room to play with Miss Shen. Bai Zihang hurriedly said.

When they left, the rest of the Bai family also retreated, and Lu Zi'an knew that this was Uncle Bai's grandfather deliberately supporting the others.

"Master Lu, I can't hide it, if you hadn't told Zihang last night, I still wouldn't have told me about it. Uncle Bai stroked his beard and sighed: "The juniors in the family are not talented enough in skills, and they are still standing still after practicing for so many years, alas!"

Lu Zi'an said that he couldn't understand: "Since that's the case, why don't you show them the book?"

Although Uncle Bai and Grandpa Bai are stubborn, they are not stupid, they naturally know how precious this "Ten Techniques of Wood Carving" is to the Bai family, and he has always refused to say this, just waiting for Lu Zi'an's statement, lest he publicize it, Lu Zi'an regrets it but has no way back.

It was only then that he believed that Lu Zi'an was serious.

His heart warmed, and he got up and walked to Lu Zi'an and bowed cautiously: "Don't say anything else, from now on, Master Lu, you will be the most honored guest of my Bai family." ”

Lu Zi'an was taken aback by his sudden move, and hurriedly stood up and prepared to avoid it, but Uncle Bai insisted, and in the end, Lu Zi'an couldn't beat him, so he had to bear it.

Bore, the old man invited him to the quiet room to drink tea, Bai Shuhang sneaked in, and poured tea and boiling water for them on the side.

The two talked about the past and the present, and some of their views coincided, especially in terms of poetry and painting, Uncle Bai's views were very unique.

After some exchanges, Lu Zi'an felt that in addition to Uncle Bai's stubborn temperament, he was actually quite interesting.

"Li Bai, poet immortal, it's a pity that it's just a sip of wine! He actually died by fishing for the moon in the river!" Uncle Bai stroked the table and sighed: "It's a pity, wow! But Du Fu is not bad, hey, Master Lu, tell me, which of the two do you think writes better poems?"

"Well...... Lu Zi'an thought for a while: "I personally prefer Li Bai." ”

Uncle Bai nodded again and again: "Oh yes, Li Bai is good, heroic! I want to go to the blue sky and catch the bright moon......

Bai Shuhang, who had been pretending to be a little white rabbit next to him, finally couldn't hold it back: "I think Su Shi is even more powerful!"

The old man was in a good mood, and glanced at him with interest: "Oh, Su Shi, tell me, what is the best method?"

"He's a foodie, he's very similar to me!" Bai Shuhang saw that he was not angry, and sat sideways next to him with a grin: "You see, the poems he wrote are very funny: spring is here! You can eat ducks! And bamboo shoots are also out! Puffer fish is also very tender! So happy hehehehe!"

"......" Uncle Bai blushed: "Get out." ”

Bai Shuhang laughed: "Uncle, don't be angry, it's originally - three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river." The wilted artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to go. Isn't this poem translated as I just said!"

Lu Zi'an thought carefully and smiled: "It's true." ”

"That's right, right!" Bai Shuhang became energetic: "Look at the other poems he wrote, they are all food, eat pheasants and write "Wild Pheasant" poems, eat bream to write "bream" poems, eat abalone to write "Fish Walking", even if you drink a bowl of porridge, you have to write a poem "Bean Porridge", the whole is a foodie! I like this kind of person the most!"

Uncle Bai and Grandpa stroked his face without looking at it.

Lu Zi'an thought he was quite interesting, although they were all crooked, but after careful consideration, it was indeed the case, indicating that he still had a lot of ink in his stomach.

He couldn't help but be curious: "Then what do you think is the biggest difference between him and Li Bai?"

"What a difference. Bai Shuhang pondered for a moment, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he slapped the table: "The biggest difference between them is: one is chic and the other is a wave! You see, everything Su Shi writes is in this tone: drifting from the stream, anything." And Li Bai is amazing, what he writes is: your little broken boat, Lao Tzu can fly!"

"Nonsense!" Uncle Bai slapped the table: "You get out of here!"

Lu Zi'an couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed: "Hey, don't, it's just a joke, don't care too much about the old man." ”

Bai Shuhang is a master who climbs along the pole, and he was disgusted by his uncle and grandfather, so he came to Lu Zi'an's side and said with a smile: "Master Lu, aren't you angry with me?"

"I wasn't angry. ”

"Really? Great! Can you teach me how to carve wow?" Bai Shuhang looked at him pitifully: "I'm okay with everything else, but carving is always not the point, so I want you to point me out, hehehe, you don't have to do it, just carve in front of you, if it's wrong, you can just click on me." ”

Uncle Bai and Grandpa immediately frowned, and his expression was solemn: "Bai Shuhang! Master Lu is a distinguished guest I invited, how did you speak? Apologize quickly!"

"No, no, I think Little Brother Bai's personality is quite interesting, and it's okay anyway. Lu Zi'an smiled, took a sip of tea and looked at Bai Shuhang: "Okay, you go and prepare." ”

"Wow, you really agreed, great!" Bai Shuhang jumped three feet high and said happily: "Hehe, Master Lu, uncle and grandfather, you talk, I'll go prepare things!"

He swept out like a gust of wind, and Uncle Bai shook his head and sighed: "This leather monkey...... Master Lu, I'm smiling. ”

Lu Zi'an shook his head slightly: "There is no matter." ”

Uncle Bai saw that he really didn't care, so he also soothed his expression and filled him with tea: "Listen, it's raining heavily." ”

It seems that Lu Zi'an listened intently to the sound of rain outside the window.

A light incense burned in the house, and a light rain fell outside the house, pouring down on the windows.

Listening to the rain through the window is a state of mind, a dialogue with the soul, and after taking a sip of tea, Lu Zi'an's whole person relaxed.

The rustling sound of rain, accompanied by the warm tea at the fingertips, precipitated in the rising mist, is beautiful and long.

Looking at his leisurely expression, Uncle Bai couldn't help but nod secretly, and sighed in his heart.

Look at other people's children, how can they be taught so well, his family, alas, except for Zihang, who is not bad, he can't do anything else, especially this unobtrusive Shuhang, alas......

In the next second, the door was pushed open, and Bai Shuhang came in with a bamboo basket in a hurry, followed by Bai Zihang and Shen Mange, who was holding a cat.