Fang Zheng was suddenly happy, his hand shook, click!

Look at the effect, it's surprisingly good! Keep shooting!

The little squirrel also seemed to know what Fang was doing, this time he pulled Fang Zheng's ears, opened his mouth wide and looked like he was about to bite, looking at that little expression was quite fierce. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fang Zheng directly posted it to the circle of friends and sent a text: "Oops, I was bullied by a fierce squirrel, my ears are not protected, please help!"

That is, he sent it casually, and he didn't expect anyone to reply to him, after all, his circle of friends was too small, and there were only four people: Zhao Datong, Hu Han, Fang Yunjing, and Ma Juan.

But......

At this moment, Ma Juan, who was preparing to go out to set off firecrackers at home, subconsciously took a look at the circle of friends and just happened to see this picture of Fangzheng.

Ma Juan was immediately happy, she didn't expect this master to have such a cute side, as for the squirrel, she wasn't worried, the master was a person who could subdue a hungry wolf, would he not be able to get a squirrel? Ma Juan immediately commented: "Master, your ears are not protected, I will give you a hearing aid for the New Year, haha." ”

Fang Zheng was also happy, and took a close-up of the little guy, the little guy lying on the top of the lone wolf's head, covered with the silver hair of the lone wolf, with a comfortable expression.

Ma Juan was immediately amused when she saw this photo, and immediately replied: "This little guy is so cute! The lone wolf is getting more and more handsome, master, are there any other pictures? ”

And at the same time.

In a certain village in the northeast, Hu Han was running around the village with a large group of children, carrying lanterns, occasionally throwing two artillery battles at a certain house, scaring people and running away, and having a lot of fun. took the time to glance at the phone, and just saw the content of the two moments sent by Fang Zheng in a row, and was immediately amused by the cleverness of the little squirrel, and replied: "Master, ask for more photos, this squirrel wants to become a sperm, so cute!"

Then Hu Han also specially took a look at Fang Yunjing and Zhao Datong: "Yunjing, Datong, come and see the master selling cute!"

In the Linjiang Community of Longshui District, JL City, Zhao Datong was standing at the dinner table, with a garlic bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other.

A few children on the side, who were younger than Zhao Datong, were also eating wildly, as if they had never eaten dumplings in their lives.

At this moment, a little girl, laughing wildly, took out a golden 5-cent coin from her mouth, and laughed: "Haha...... I've got it! I'm going to get rich this year!"

"You little girl, you just sewn the crotch, what kind of fortune did you make? Waste a coin, no, there's another one, I have to come on." After Zhao Datong reprimanded, he continued to eat.

The other little guys followed and started their horsepower, and Zhao Datong muttered in his heart while eating: "I don't believe it, I'm also a college student, can my financial luck be inferior to these little things this year?"

While speaking, a big boy a few years younger than Zhao Datong on the side, oops, everyone clearly heard the sound of teeth hitting the metal, and then the boy was painful and happy, and took out a 5-cent coin from his mouth.

Zhao Datong and others, seeing this, collectively threw chopsticks, lay there and did not move, touching their bellies one by one, reluctant to move, and at the same time all kinds of complaints continued, accompanied by the smiles of adults, the laughter of the Spring Festival Gala, and it was a mess.

Zhao Datong was idle, touched his mobile phone and looked at it, just saw Hu Han's Aite, and then looked at the picture sent by Fang Zheng, and immediately smiled: "Master, two more photos!

And Fang Yunjing is not as crazy as Zhao Datong, the family sits quietly at home watching the Spring Festival Gala, there are relatives at home, a group of children are running around on the ground, Fang Yunjing occasionally takes children, but it is also happy. More often, Fang Yunjing still likes to look at her phone and pass the time, she doesn't like the shows in this time period.

Seeing Fang Zheng's picture, Fang Yunjing's eyes lit up, and he immediately forwarded it, and then said: "Master, are there any more interesting pictures? I'm so sleepy in the middle of the night, but if I want to survive the New Year, I need pictures to refresh me." ”

Fang Zheng saw four people chasing after him for photos, his empty and lonely heart was immediately filled, and he sent some photos he had taken before, including the nest of the little squirrel, as well as the couplet he wrote.

Seeing the little squirrel's nest, Zhao Datong laughed directly: "Master, are you a squirrel's nest? Is this clearly a flower pot...... Ha ha...... You're too low-tech. ”

Ma Juan, the little rich woman, said: "It's so pitiful, master, you are abusing animals." The little squirrel's nest is too bad, I'll send you a good one when I get back!"

Old Fang Zheng's face flushed, and he replied: "The poor monk doesn't have an axe or anything on this mountain, and he can't make fine things, this flower pot is already the limit." At least, the little guy likes it. ”

The result is a bunch of hahaha......

Fang Yunjing and Hu Han paid attention to the words above, and Fang Yunjing said in surprise: "Master, where did you buy this couplet?"

Fang Zhengdao: "I wrote it myself, what's wrong?"

When Fang Yunjing heard this, he exclaimed, "What the master wrote?"

"Yun Jing, what are you doing in a daze?" On the side, Fang Yunjing's mother Fang Qiu reprimanded.

Fang Yunjing stuck out her tongue, and then leaned over the square text as if offering a treasure and said, "Mom, look at it, how about this word?"

Fang Qiu frowned, and said, "What the hell are you doing with this girl, it can't be your words, right, don't be too ugly......"

"Oh, I know my mother is a great calligrapher, can you help me take a look. Fang Yunjing was coquettish.

Fang Qiu immediately surrendered, took the phone and looked at it, his originally smiling face suddenly froze, staring directly at the words on it. Fang Yunjing saw Luo Qiu like this, and didn't bother.

After a while, Fang Qiu let out a long breath and said, "Who wrote this character? Do you know the master who wrote this character?"

"Mom, your tone is a little scary. What's wrong with that?" Fang Yunjing asked.

"This character is so good, I have seen so many calligraphers' characters, this deserves to be the first!" Fang Qiu admired.

"So powerful?" Fang Yunjing covered her mouth, looking incredulous.

"Of course, don't forget, I'm a calligraphy critic and have been a judge in several provincial competitions. Fang Qiu suddenly became arrogant, and then asked, "Okay, don't divert the topic, do you know who the master of writing is?"

Fang Yunjing said: "I know, it's in Yizhi Village, Yizhi Temple on Yizhi Mountain." This is what the Foundermaster wrote there. ”

"Master Fangzheng?, a finger mountain?" Fang Qiu searched all over his memory, and it didn't seem to be such a place, but he still said: "Forget it, when spring begins, let's go and have a look." I would also like to visit this master calligrapher......"

When Fang Yunjing heard this, she was surprised, is Fang Zheng's character really so powerful, although she also thinks it is quite powerful......