Zhang Xiaobei took the tea that Zhang Xiumei handed him and took a sip.

Well... This tea is a little off.

The leaf surface of this Tieguanyin tea leaf is damaged, resulting in a bitter taste of tea. The water used to make tea is not spring water from the mountains.

He began to miss the old big red robe.

"The upper link is written!" Lin Ziqiang looked at the upper link he wrote with great satisfaction, "'The earth is long and the sky is happy'"

The fat old lady approached the counter and looked, she didn't know any calligraphy at all, but she felt that the big black ink characters were really beautiful, and she quickly nodded: "The words are so beautiful." ”

I'll take a look.

Zhang Xiaobei got up from the stool and leaned over to see how the shopkeeper's calligraphy was.

"Poof!"

Zhang Xiaobei spit out a mouthful of strong tea in his mouth, and just spit on the freshly written couplet.

Oh my God! It's so ugly! There is no rule to speak of, calligraphy, penmanship, and ink are all a mess, how can people write with a brush so ugly now! The six-year-old students I teach write better than this.

"Oops, how did you spit tea on my couplet. The fat old lady cried out.

"Tsk, what's going on!" Lin Ziqiang glared at Zhang Xiaobei with an angry face.

Zhang Xiumei on the side was busy helping Zhang Xiaobei to relieve the siege: "Xiaobei, he has been missing for so long, it is estimated that he is still a little confused." ”

Zhang Xiaobei also realized that he was too out of shape, and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally spit out the tea, maybe I haven't seen it like this...... General brush letter. The pen power is a little worse. ”

"Smack!"

Lin Ziqiang immediately slapped the brush in his hand on the table, blowing his nose and glaring, looking like a rooster fighting spirit.

The fat old lady glared at Zhang Xiaobei: "Why does this kid talk like this." ”

Zhang Xiumei hurriedly walked to her husband's side and patted his arm gently: "The child said casually, why are you so angry." ”

"Where am I angry. Lin Ziqiang waved his hands, "Did I say I was angry?" ”

"Tell me what's wrong with my words. He glared at Zhang Xiaobei and asked.

"Then I'll talk to you about ......"

"Xiaobei!"

Isn't that the voice he missed day and night when he first arrived in ancient times!

Zhang Xiaobei hurriedly turned around.

"Mom!"

He rushed forward and threw himself into his mother's arms.

After thousands of years of absence, he can finally see the people closest to him again.

"My little north, my mother thought she would never see you again. His mother put her arms around him and cried.

"Xiaobei, where have you been these days. His father, Daniel Zhang, was also secretly wiping away tears.

"I've traveled far, far and wide, and I've had a big, big dream. ”

Zhang Xiaobei actually wants to express the feelings in his heart, he has gone through more than 3,000 years of history, and then he can be reunited with his parents who gave birth to him and raised him.

This last 100 years of life will be cherished by him.

"Mom will take you home, cook you a delicious meal, let you take a bath, and cut this hair. ”

"Hmm. Zhang Xiaobei nodded, "Mom, Dad, you wait for me." ”

Zhang Xiaobei turned around and walked back to the store.

"If you want to know where your ugly words are, just compare what I wrote. ”

Zhang Xiaobei said as he picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote the same couplet on another blank piece of red paper - "The earth is long and the sky is happy".

"This ...... It's really good-looking. ”

Lin Ziqiang looked at the seven words written by Zhang Xiaobei, bit his lips and was silent, he felt that these seven words had a special charm, but he couldn't tell where this special charm came from.

"Take your time. Zhang Xiaobei smiled lightly.

"Xiumei, thank you so much this time. ”

Zhang Xiaobei's parents also walked into the store at this time.

"I was also passing by, and I just happened to meet this poor child, so take him home quickly," Zhang Xiumei said.

"Then I'll take the child back first, and I'll come to thank you next time. Xiaobei, you also want to thank Aunt Xiumei. Daniel Zhang said.

"Thank you, Aunt Xiumei. ”

Zhang Xiaobei bowed slightly to Zhang Xiumei very obediently, and then left the store with his parents.

After Zhang Xiaobei left, Lin Ziqiang's eyes were still staring at the seven words written by Zhang Xiaobei.

Zhang Xiumei saw that her husband was so fascinated, and laughed again, "What's the matter, did you find that other people's children write better than you." ”

Lin Ziqiang didn't refute his wife this time, and still stared at those seven words.

"Have you finished reading it, I can't write this couplet. ”

Seeing that Lin Ziqiang was still immersed in Zhang Xiaobei's calligraphy, the fat old lady couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Lin Ziqiang's father, Lin Zheng, came back.

He walked slowly into the shop and saw red paper and pen and ink on the counter.

"Write couplets. ”

He walked over to his son.

"Dad, you're back. Lin Ziqiang looked up at the white-haired old man standing beside him, "Dad, what do you think of this painting." ”

"I'll look at ......"

Lin Zheng bent down and almost stuck his eyes on the red paper.

"This ...... Amazing, amazing, good word!

The septuagenarian Lin Zheng seemed to have turned into a naughty child, dancing with his hands.

"Where is my magnifying glass, I'm looking for my magnifying glass. ”

Lin Zheng picked up the couplet written by Zhang Xiaobei with one hand and hurriedly walked into the back room.

"What's wrong with Dad?" Zhang Xiumei covered her chest with her hands, as if she was a little frightened.

"There's only one possibility. Lin Ziqiang also looked at his father's back in surprise, "My dad is ...... It's a amazing work!"

Let's go back to Zhangjia Village.

When the village chief rushed back to the thatched hut with the village secretary, he saw that the lid of the bronze coffin had been opened, and it was empty, and the village chief called Zhang Shuisheng to ask what was wrong, Zhang Shuisheng said that he didn't know, he went conveniently just now, and the lid of the bronze coffin had not been opened before leaving.

So rumors began in the village that a monster had escaped from the bronze coffin, and every house closed its doors after nightfall and did not dare to go out.