Xiao Jing spent a romantic and happy week in Yumatang, during which Long Yifeng and Wang Jing accompanied him through the mountains and rivers of Yumatang, and saw rare dove trees, nature's orphaned golden snub-nosed monkeys, and many plants whose names were unknown.

Of course, what makes Xiao Jing happiest is that she has always been accompanied by Long Yifeng and Wang Jing in her days. The three of them were together day and night, except for bedtime, and they would come home late every day in the wilderness, sometimes by the stream, sometimes in the forest. No matter where they are, the three of them find some places where no one is around, and enjoy the joy brought by the unique love and physical union of the three people~.

Long Yifeng and Wang Jing's parents did not doubt their relationship, and none of them would have thought that the three of them would have such a wonderful relationship together. They all like Xiao Jing, this girl, she is polite, educated, and beautiful. When they learned that Xiao Jing was leaving, they were very reluctant and repeatedly told Xiao Jing to have time to come to Yumatang.

"Xiao Xiao, if you have time in the future, you will often come to our Miao Village. Although there is no good wine and good food, we have beautiful mountains and clear rivers here. ”

"Xiao Xiao, come back to play when you have time. ”

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Xiao Jing was very touched by the enthusiasm of the parents, but she had to go home, she had been out for a week, and her parents would be worried, if she didn't go back, she estimated that her mother would come to Yumatang to see it in person.

The day Xiao Jing went home, it was the day of the town to catch the market, and Long Yifeng and Wang Jing sent her back. Compared with the simplicity when he came, Xiao Jing who went back was a big bag and a small bag, carrying it on his back, so that Long Yifeng's whole body was not empty. Those are all wild meat from Yumatang, and there are animals and plants, such as dried vegetables, dried bamboo shoots, cured pork, preserved hare meat and so on.

Of course, there are a small number of Long Yifeng's works, calligraphy and paintings. In the past few days, Xiao Jing has really seen Long Yifeng's ability to write and paint, she specially asked Long Yifeng to paint him an ink painting, as well as a portrait, and by the way, she also took some of Long Yifeng's usual calligraphy and painting works and some carving gadgets.

She needed to bring these things back, just like taking away Long Yifeng's breath. Of course, Xiao Jing still has a little vanity herself. She just wanted to tell her family that she had an amazing friend, and let Su Ling Tiancheng and them know more about Long Yifeng, he was not just an interesting scholar they knew.

Back in town, Xiao Jing said that she would not let Long Yifeng and Wang Jing leave, and that they must finish lunch at home before leaving. There was no way, Long Yifeng and the others had to stay.

Xiao Jing's mother was also at home, looking at Long Yifeng and Wang Jing, who were knowledgeable and knowledgeable, she felt that these two children were not the same as the rural children in her impression, so she was more enthusiastic and went to cook. Even, she took out her spare time to cook and came to the living room to chat with Long Yifeng and them.

Xiao Jing's mother is very good at chatting, and she also understands rural life, and she does not discriminate and despise rural people, but is full of feelings for the countryside. Through Xiao Jing's introduction and chat with Long Yifeng, she was even more impressed with Long Yifeng. Especially seeing the works that Xiao Jing brought from Long Yifeng's house, the evaluation of this teenager in my heart has greatly improved.

Although she is not an expert in painting and calligraphy, the education and knowledge she has received since she was a child can still show that Long Yifeng's painting and calligraphy have certain attainments.

When it was almost lunch time, Xiao Jing's father went home for dinner, and when he saw the classmates of his two daughters coming to the house, Mayor Xiao greeted the two very warmly, and chatted with Long Yifeng and Wang Jing about school and rural life in an easy-going manner, without the majesty of being an official at all, which made Long Yifeng and Wang Jing a lot easier.

During the meal, Mayor Xiao told Xiao Jing and the others that their test results had come out, and Xiao Jing did well in the exam and was admitted to the city No. 1 Middle School with the third place in the town middle school. The results of this year's high school entrance examination in the town middle school are generally good, a total of five people were admitted to the city No. 1 middle school, and the remaining four are not very clear to him, and the principal only reported Xiao Jing's results to him.

When he knew that Long Yifeng was also Xiao Jing's classmate and was also taking the high school entrance examination this year, he asked Xiao Jing to use the landline at home to call the school phone and ask Long Yifeng to check the results. Not surprisingly, Long Yifeng is the first again, and the results are very good, the first place in the county, more than 90 points higher than Xiao Jing, who is the third place in the town. In addition, the school also told them that the notice was already at the school and could be picked up at any time.

Hearing the news, Long Yifeng, Wang Jing and Xiao Jing were all very happy, Xiao Jing's parents were also very happy, and everyone ate more happily, which was a celebration of the superior performance of Long and Xiao. Xiao Jing's father carefully observed Long Yifeng, and saw that although he was happy that he was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the city, he did not show a trace of smugness, his words were still calm and gentle, and he nodded silently, feeling that this child's cultivation was much stronger than that of children of the same age.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room for a short rest, and Xiao Jing brought Long Yifeng's calligraphy and painting works to his father to see, but he deliberately did not explain that Long Yifeng wrote them.

She looked excited and proud, as if the work had been created by herself. Xiao Jing's father took the work, studied it carefully, nodded again and again, and couldn't stop praising it:

"Wonderful, it can be called an iron pen and silver hook, the pen is old, and it is difficult to write such a work without decades of skill. Xiao Jing, where did you get these works? It's so good, if you take them to your grandfather's collection, he will be very happy, and he must meet the author. By the way, whose calligrapher is this?"

Seeing his father's evaluation of Long Yifeng's works so high, his heart was as sweet as eating honey.

Xiao Jing's mother was also surprised, knowing that Xiao Jing's father had also been tempered by Mr. Xiao since he was a child, and he had studied calligraphy a little, and his appreciation level was definitely professional, even higher than his own creative ability. This point, even Mr. Xiao recognized it very much, I didn't expect him to have such a high opinion of these works.

Xiao Jing deliberately sold Guan Zi and told his father: "This is what I brought back from Yumatang, isn't it?"

"Oh, it turns out that there are such strange people in Yumatang, I knew that I would definitely visit them. Not bad, very good. I think this author must be an old man of a certain age. Another day, you must go and ask for advice. ”

Father Xiao sighed, still holding one of the works in his hand, reluctant to let go.

He habitually thinks that the author can write such excellent works, and he is probably a fashionable old man like Long Yifeng's grandfather. In fact, even Long Yifeng's grandfather does not have such wrist strength and pen strength. Although Mr. Long loves calligraphy, he didn't have much time to practice when he was young, and his body gradually aged, and his pen power also decreased.

Through years of hard work, Long Yifeng has been better than the blue, coupled with the recent cultivation of the Chiyou Codex, his mood and cultivation have been greatly improved, and his comprehension of calligraphy works has improved a lot, and the brushwork and level of natural expression have also been sublimated.

Seeing Xiao Jing playfully squeezing her eyebrows at herself, Mayor Xiao couldn't help but be anxious: "You girl, hurry up and tell me which writer's work it is, don't grind!"

"Haha, this old man of a certain age is right next to you, he's him. ”

After speaking, Xiao Jing tilted her chin to Long Yifeng and looked at her father with a playful face.

"Ahh

"yes, don't you believe it?"

"Xiaolong, did you really write these works?"

Xiao Jing's father really couldn't believe it, especially his daughter's bantering face. He specially asked Long Yifeng to confirm it in person.

"Yes, Uncle Shaw. Long Yifeng replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Wizard, wizard. It's incredible, Xiaolong, you have such a deep attainment in calligraphy at such a young age. Wife, pour each of us a good cup of tea, I want to communicate with Xiaolong. ”

After that, Father Xiao also specially moved in the direction of Long Yifeng. Originally, he was going to go to the government office in the afternoon, but when he saw people with common interests and hobbies, he put his work aside for the time being, and couldn't wait to sit down with Long Yifeng to chat.

Xiao's father is very able to talk, from Lishu, Wei Bei, regular script, Xingshu, cursive, and then from Erwang to Zhao Mengfu, to Yan Zhenqing, Ouyang Xun, Liu Gongquan, etc., and even several modern calligraphers, Long Yifeng can say some understanding and opinions, which makes Xiao's father more and more energetic and surprised.

Through the exchange, Long Yifeng found that Xiao's father's calligraphy theory level is really extraordinary, he is familiar with various ancient and modern calligraphy styles, and he is even more precious to the works of famous artists, and the comments are also very good. Some of the works he talked about, Long Yifeng didn't even have a collection at home.

Although he has read a lot of related books and calligraphy, Long Yifeng still feels that his calligraphy theory is far inferior to that of Mayor Xiao. He didn't know that Xiao Jing's father was more surprised than him, and through such a chat, although he didn't see Long Yifeng writing by himself, he already believed in the author of Long Yifeng's works.

A child who is only about fifteen years old already knows all about the famous calligraphers of the past dynasties, and there are some quirky calligraphy works and famous masters, although he can't answer them fluently, but he also dabbles in them.

Father Xiao thinks that this is a genius! You know, when he was still as old as Long Yifeng, his understanding of calligraphy was still in the stage of general enlightenment, and he couldn't imagine how Long Yifeng practiced calligraphy so well when he was more than ten years old.

The two chatted for more than four hours, quite a feeling of meeting opponents in chess and meeting good talents, and even Long Yifeng's notice was brought back by Xiao Jing and Wang Jingdai, if it weren't for the fact that Long Yifeng would take the notice home to report the good news, it is estimated that he would stay for a night and continue to chat.

Before Long Yifeng took Wang Jing to leave, at the request of Xiao's father, he wrote a pair of words "Taoguang Yanghui" in his study, but there is no seal, who will carry that set of things?

After getting Long Yifeng's work, Xiao's father happily asked Long Yifeng to bring his own seal to make up for it when he had time, and he planned to frame this work and hang it in the study.

Long Yifeng and Wang Jing were very happy when they walked home. Wang Jingnuo teased and said:

"Is this considered to have passed the level of mother-in-law and father-in-law?"

"Well, I'll go to your house tomorrow and see if I can pass the test. Long Yifeng didn't understand Wang Jing's thoughts, took her hand, and responded to her with a smile. was teased by him, Wang Jing, who was originally a little sour, was in an inexplicably better mood.