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Wei Chengyong said: "I raised Xiao Hei mainly to relieve boredom, if you can give me some other fun, what if you give it to Xiao Ning?"

Zhao Xiaoning couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, what is your so-called fun?"

Wei Chengyong glanced at the two of them meaningfully, and said with a smile: "For example, if you two work hard and give birth to a big fat boy and let me be my grandfather, in this way, I will definitely not be bored!"

Wei Xiaoxiao was embarrassed, obviously she didn't expect her father to urge her son.

Zhao Xiaoning paused for a moment and said, "Uncle, don't worry about this, we will definitely make you your grandfather as soon as possible." ”

In fact, Zhao Xiaoning also wants to be a father, but this kind of thing is not just a matter of thinking. As for the promise to Wei Chengyong, it can be regarded as a blank check, after all, it is the right thing to get Xiao Hei over first.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaoning agreed, Wei Chengyong's mood seemed very good, and he immediately said: "What, since you like Xiao Hei, then take it with you when you leave." ”

"Okay!"

Zhao Xiaoning agreed, and then came to the living room with Wei Chengyong, at this time Sun Yue had already made tea, and then chatted about family life, and this conversation came in the evening. In order to entertain Zhao Xiaoning, Sun Yue and Wei Xiaoxiao deliberately went to the supermarket outside the community and bought a lot of ingredients, and then the mother and daughter were busy in the kitchen.

As for Zhao Xiaoning, he was chatting with Wei Chengyong about some antique calligraphy and painting, although Zhao Xiaoning was not a master in this field, he could be called well-informed.

"By the way, Xiao Ning, have you studied ancient characters?" Wei Chengyong suddenly asked.

"Ancient characters, uncle, what do you mean by 'ancient'?"

Wei Chengyong asked rhetorically: "Why do you say oracle bone inscription? Do you really think that the oldest script of our Chinese civilization is oracle bone inscription?"

Zhao Xiaoning shook his head: "No, although the oracle bone inscription is recognized as the oldest script, I believe that there is an even older script in the more than 5,000-year history of Chinese civilization." ”

There is one sentence that Zhao Xiaoning did not say, Chinese civilization is not only 5,000 years old, and even he does not know the real history, but at least it must be more than 100,000 years, right? Of course, even if he says this kind of thing, Wei Chengyong will not believe it. Because no one but cultivators can believe such ridiculous words.

"You are right, there is an ancient script before the oracle bone inscription, this kind of writing was unearthed in the site of the tomb of Pinghu Zhuangqiao in Zhejiang, after the research and demonstration of experts from the National Institute of Paleography, it was finally determined that those ancient characters were the original characters of Liangzhu, which is the oldest script found in our country so far, just like the oracle bone inscription, it is a hieroglyph, not a ideograph. ”

Wei Chengyong talked eloquently, he is a teacher himself, although he taught mathematics when he was in office, but his biggest hobby is to study ancient characters, and after retirement, after several years of hard work, he became a researcher at the Provincial Institute of Ancient Characters. The reason why I talked about these things with Zhao Xiaoning is actually very simple.

He is Zhao Xiaoning's future father-in-law, this father-in-law must show his strengths, right?

Money?

A hundred Wei Chengyong can't compare to Zhao Xiaoning!

As for antique calligraphy and painting, Wei Chengyong doesn't think it can be compared to Zhao Xiaoning.

That's why he brought up the matter of ancient writing, in order to show his superiority.

Unlike oracle bone inscriptions, the patterns of the Liangzhu script do not correspond one-to-one, and sometimes two or three patterns can form a single word, or even more. Wei Chengyong said and opened his mobile phone, found a photo in the album and handed it to Zhao Xiaoning, and said with a smile: "You can see if you can understand these." ”

After receiving the mobile phone handed by Wei Chengyong, Zhao Xiaoning looked at it, and there were six ancient hieroglyphs on the photo, although they were patterns, but they looked very... Abstract.

Seriously, although Zhao Xiaoning had seen a lot of ancient characters in the cultivation realm, he could understand those words, unlike now, he didn't know what these six ancient hieroglyphs represented at all. He also knew that this was the orthodox text of the Eight Classics, and those words in the cultivation realm belonged to the side branches.

"Don't you understand, do you?" asked Wei Chengyong proudly. Not to mention how open he was in his heart, Zhao Xiaoning first snatched away his intimate little padded jacket, and then he was stronger than him in many fields. But now the situation is different, and he has found his area of expertise.

Zhao Xiaoning just wanted to answer 'yes', but the Shennong inheritance, which had not appeared for a long time, gave him a hint, which made him a little painful: "Uncle, do you want to hear the truth or lie?"

Wei Chengyong said: "Of course it's true!"

Zhao Xiaoning cleared his throat and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the content of these six hieroglyphs should be about the weather. ”

"En?" Wei Chengyong immediately frowned: "Guess, you continue to guess." As he spoke, he picked up the purple clay pot and took a sip of tea.

Wei Chengyong couldn't believe that Zhao Xiaoning could tell the content of these six hieroglyphs, because it took a lot of manpower and material resources to study this alone, and it was finally determined that the content of these six hieroglyphs was related to the weather. After all, people live on food, and the weather determines people's lives and reproduction.

Zhao Xiaoning said: "Heavy rain!"

Burst!

Wei Chengyong directly squirted out the tea in his mouth, and looked at Zhao Xiaoning with a shocked expression, as if he had seen a ghost: "How do you know the content of these six hieroglyphs?"

Zhao Xiaoning: "Guess!"

Wei Chengyong was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Very... Reasonable answer. ”

Although he believed that Zhao Xiaoning guessed, Wei Chengyong was also a little unable to calm down, after all, not everyone could guess the content of these words.

"Look at this and see if you can guess the answer. Wei Chengyong swiped the screen of his mobile phone, and there were also some hieroglyphs on the photo, but there were as many as eight. And unlike before, these eight hieroglyphs look particularly cumbersome and cluttered, like children's graffiti.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoning's brows tightened, Wei Chengyong grinned: "If you can guess the content of these eight words, then you will have great luck." ”

"This should be four words, right?" Zhao Xiaoning asked in a low voice.

"You continue!" Wei Chengyong's expression was calm, but his heart twitched fiercely, what the hell is going on with this guy? How could he guess that the content of these eight hieroglyphs was four words?

Zhao Xiaoning asked cautiously: "Spring planting and autumn harvest?"

Wei Chengyong looked at him quietly and didn't speak, and the resentment in his eyes was like that of a deep resentful woman.

"Uncle, why do you look at me like this?" Zhao Xiaoning was a little weak-hearted.

Wei Chengyong snorted coldly, and asked angrily: "Xiao Ning, did you really guess? If so, then why did you guess so accurately? Have you studied these? Since you have studied it, why did you pretend not to understand anything before? You are obviously slapping me in the face!"

(End of chapter)

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