Chapter 286: Truth is also true, and falsehood is false
Xiashan Tiger refers to the leftovers after the red and white things, at this time it is an impossible thing, which family does the red and white things at most left a little swill, Shen Tiejun has seen a lot in his last life, some of the chickens, ducks and fish in it have not even moved, there are those who are close to the main family, they will not be disgusted and taken away, commonly known as the Xiashan Tiger.
The two old men didn't dislike it, and Shen Tiejun didn't have that pretentiousness, he cleaned up after eating, and was thinking about whether to make a pot of coffee, Wang Le came back sneakily and went into the kitchen to find food: "Master, do you still have food?"
"There's still rice, there's still some chili left over from the dish, and you haven't eaten it outside?"
Old man Li didn't introduce the old man Zhao who was recuperating next to him, and pointed to the vegetable cook, who was full of curiosity.
In less than eight o'clock, Wang Le looked at the lights in the hall and saw that the sound of the TV was faintly heard instead of music, and he blinked: "Little senior brother is back?" My wallet was stolen, if Lin Yang hadn't found someone, I'm afraid I would have to spend the night at the police station." β
"Well deserved~"
Old man Li has long been unaccustomed to the style of this half-apprentice and half-child, this guy and Shen Tiejun have learned a bad problem, that is, he likes to put money in his wallet, and he also puts hundreds or thousands of dollars, for fear that there will be no place at home, so he doesn't care that the old man Zhao next to him is still there, and continues to teach a lesson: "Who is Tiejun? In previous years, he was the famous Hanlin, and the police had to provide for him when they saw him, do you learn from him?"
"Well, I know now, master, I'm hungry. β
Wang Le glanced at the old man sitting next to him, and looked curious: "Master Zhao?"
"Well, what Old Man Li said is right, Xiaole, you can't be a toddler in Handan, it's a big deal to fall into the ditch and get up again, be careful of falling into the well. β
Old man Zhao was looking down with a nail clipper to cut his nails, and when he looked up, he also said a little knocked, he hadn't figured out the origin of Shen Tiejun, and turned his head with curiosity: "Tiejun is a cadre?"
"Scribe, that kid is a good reader. β
Old man Li saw that Wang Le started to eat, so he swallowed back the words behind, Shen Tiejun was very good at reading, and the old immortal in the back touched the door, except for the first photo, everyone else avoided that guy and left.
"Well, that's no wonder. β
Old man Zhao nodded, and said to himself: "The golden and prosperous antiques in the troubled times, the vassal elegance is not only the hobby of the laity, but also the problems of the literati. β
Old man Li smiled silently, Old man Zhao was also beating Wang Le, this guy has jumped out a lot since he met Lin Yang, and every time he goes out, he wears a bag like Shen Tiejun, this time the loss is not light or heavy, it is just right.
The kitchen was quiet, Shen Tiejun pushed the door and walked in, holding a towel and toothbrush in his hand, most of the family members put themselves in their own rooms, smiled at Old Man Zhao, and said: "There will be a lot of trouble Master Zhao in the future, what do you ask to speakββ"
Put away the nail clippers and stood up, Old Man Zhao greeted Shen Tiejun's young face, and pointed to Old Man Li next to him with some solemnity and said, "I heard Lao Li say that you won't let these things out, right?"
"This is natural, and I'm not bad for money, why should I let people take things out?"
Shen Tiejun smiled as he spoke, pointed at Old Man Li and said, "You ask Master Li, he has helped me collect a lot of good thingsβdon't worry." β
Shen Tiejun still decided not to drink coffee, he got up in the early hours of this morning, smiled and began to wash up, he still had to use warm water when the weather warmed up, Wang Le next to him quickly finished the meal, and finally felt that he had recovered a little popularity, and opened his mouth while cleaning up: "That Li Xiaoqiang helped you take away a few letters, and after the New Year, what money and what did you come to your school, and said that you should remember to show up in the school when you come back, it seems that there is something looking for you." β
Old man Li looked at Shen Tiejun's faint tiredness, so he gave up the idea of letting Old Man Zhao show off, anyway, the days ahead are still very long, of course, even if Wang Le is unlucky, he dragged his tired body after washing before he wanted to go back to the house, and was stopped: "Master Zhao is an expert in calligraphy and painting, you have to study hard in the futureββ"
Shen Tiejun smiled and turned around and went back to the room, turned his head and fell asleep at night, as if he heard Shen Damei's voice, and got up early the next morning, wearing a vest with two ribs in his pants and went to the toilet to let go of the water, and was stunned when he went out: "Sister Tao?"
Tao Qing was yawning in a sleepy gown, with two protruding tops on the meat pile in front of the small vest he was wearing, and he was wearing a four-corner pants comparable to hot pants down to the root of his thighs.
This year is the popular pants, whether men and women are young or not, they all have a hobby of wearing pants of different lengths, like Tao Qing will not wear anything on the street, but Shen Tiejun woke up to his fuss and hurriedly left.
Back on the bed, Shen Tiejun's eyes were all what he had seen before, he could see that Tao Qing was at least a pair of Ds, and the loose vest could hold up so high, thinking about it like this, he couldn't sleep, the young man's qi and blood were already sufficient, he looked at the alarm clock on the bedside, turned over and sat up.
The night before, he went to bed early, Shen Tiejun, who got up early, changed into exercise clothes, went out for a run and bought an early home, Wang Lezheng was carrying a pot to find a bowl of porridge: "I thought you didn't get up." β
"I didn't see you get up when I left. β
Shen Tiejun washed his hands and said subconsciously, and when he turned his face, he saw that Wang Le's big face was a little red, and he was immediately happy: "What, you still have to go to the morning and dusk province?"
"How can there be~"
Wang Le denied it, at this time, the old man Li's Tai Chi sword was finished, and after putting it away, he rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen, and he heard the open door from afar: "This guy has a daughter-in-law and forgot his mother, we have to be in the back, he has to serve Lin Yang well, so it can be our turn." β
Old man Li said that Wang Le's face was red, but he also knew that this guy's face was a little thin, and he turned his head to look at Shen Tiejun: "I still want to ask you to go to Panjiayuan to have a look, but I didn't expect you to get up too late." β
Shen Tiejun's face was stunned, he was also reminded of Chu Dazhao by Tao Qing, so in order to clear the desire in his mind, he exercised, and after thinking about it, it was similar to Wang Le's situation, and just as he was about to speak, the old man Zhao came in outside, arched his hand at him, and said: "Tiejun, that painting should be the Mengyuan version, I don't see who it is, it should be anonymous." β
Seeing Shen Tiejun's curious appearance, Old Man Zhao followed Old Man Li to sit at the table, and then said: "Because Zhang Zeduan's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is so famous, there have been painters copying it in all dynasties, and there are even painters who take the copy to copy, so there are so many versions.
Its main distinguishing point is the bridge on the Bianshui, the painting in the big courtyard next door is a wooden bridge, and now the one in your hand is a stone bridge, the reference is obviously different from the painting in the courtyard, it can be determined that this is a copy of Qiu Ying's Ming version of the Qingming Shanghe map in the Ming Dynasty. β
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