Mu Ze also walked forward, looking at the four big characters of "removing the old and welcoming the new" on the Spring Festival couplets, which was quite like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing. And if you look closely, every word has the demeanor of a pen walking a dragon and a snake.

In the past, I just thought that my father's handwriting was neat and clear. And now it seems that every word written by my father is staggered, opening and closing, and the thickness of the lines changes significantly. His knotted shape is heavy or light, and he has the beauty of "phoenix spreading its wings". The pen is swift, the pen is powerful, but the force is sometimes heavy and sometimes gentle.

Mu Ze's heart resounded with what Cheng Xueru had said. "Your father is the only person I admire. "There are a lot of things in my father that I can't reach. And he had never regarded him as a hero before.

At this time, Wang Xiyu leaned on Mu Ze's ear and said softly: "Mu Ze, I think there are many words that have been passed down since ancient times that are wrong. ”

Mu Ze looked at her puzzled: "For example?"

"For example, if there is a father, there must be a son, and for example, a tiger father has no dog son. After finishing speaking, Wang Xiyu was covering her mouth and snickering.

Mu Ze understood that she was saying that she was inferior to her father, but at this time he didn't want to pay attention to her, and instead focused on his father's handwriting.

Wang Xiyu looked at Mu Ze stupidly and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

"Nope. Mu Ze looked sideways and replied, "It's good if you let me beat me up in a while." ”

Wang Xiyu shook his head. "Grumpy guy. Cherish life and stay away from Muze. ”

Mu Jingtian put away the pen and put the brush down on the inkstone. Carefully rolled up the Spring Festival couplets written on the table.

Mu Jingtian opened his mouth and said, "Xi Yu, it's written." ”

Wang Xiyu respectfully took the red Spring Festival couplets in Mu Jingtian's hand and carefully placed them in the box.

Wang Xiyu said respectfully: "Thank you, Uncle Mu, I'll go back first." ”

"Hmm. Mu Jingtiandi's tone was unquestionable: "Mu Ze sent Xi Yu back." ”

"Oh. Kisawa replied reluctantly.

Although Mu Ze was reluctant, he still went back to the bedroom and got dressed, after all, his father had already spoken.

Mu Ze came to the garage of his home and saw his long-lost car. There was no dust on the car, and someone should have wiped the car regularly. Kisawa started the car, and the roar of the engine resounded throughout the garage.

Kisawa drove out of the garage and almost crashed into a flower bed in the courtyard. Wang Xiyu held the box containing the Spring Festival couplets in both hands and stood at the gate waiting for Mu Ze.

Wang Xiyu's eyes stayed in the car for a while.

Mu Ze shouted, "Get in the car." Cool by my brother's car?"

"Ah, no. Wang Xiyu came back to his senses and hurriedly got into the car.

Mu Ze rushed out with one foot on the accelerator, and the speed of the car continued to increase.

"Hey, what are you doing so fast in the villa area?" Wang Xiyu shouted unsteadily.

After Mu Ze turned and dodged a car, he responded: "I'm hungry and anxious to go home for dinner." ”

And the car that was almost hit by Mu Ze just now is also a resident in the villa area. The woman in the co-pilot of the car scolded angrily: "Who is this looking for death, driving so fast here?"

The people who live in the villa area are either rich or expensive. This is the most luxurious villa lot in City A, and it is also developed by Mu's Group. So everyone who lives here is a person from the upper echelons of business or politics. So when it comes to everyone's name, it's not too strange to each other.

The man driving the car couldn't help but sigh and said, "Alas, Mu Jingtian's son came out to drag racing again." ”

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"Arrived. Mu Ze slammed on the brakes and stopped at the door of Wang Jinglin's house.

Wang Xiyu, who got out of the car, complained: "Next time I give me money, I won't take your car." ”

As soon as Wang Xiyu finished speaking, Mu Ze drove out in the car. Only Wang Xiyu was left standing at the door eating ashes.

Mu Ze returned home and saw his father and Uncle Chen pasting Spring Festival couplets at the gate. Kisawa parked the car in the garage and walked out to help.

The last time a family posted Spring Festival couplets at the door stopped at the Spring Festival six years ago. At that time, he would go around making trouble, and his father was reluctant to scold him.

I used to rush to paste a few Spring Festival couplets, and my mother would always ask my father to rewrite them. But memories are always memories, and now my mother is gone. The best thing is that I still have this memory.

"I'll post it. Kisawa shouted as he stood in the doorway.

"Hmm. ”

After Uncle Chen set up the herringbone ladder, Mu Ze climbed up. Then he took the red Spring Festival couplets in Mu Jingtian's hand, and from the angle of looking down, he saw that Mu Jingtian was slightly hunchbacked.

Mu Ze pasted the spring couplets and smoothed them over and over again with his hands. His hands were stained with a touch of red on the Spring Festival couplets.

"Ozawa, come down. Mu Jingtian said.

"Hmm. Kisawa jumped down the herringbone ladder.

After pasting the Spring Festival couplets, the three of them entered the house. Breakfast was already ready, and steaming hot on the table.

When Mu Ze saw the chef standing at the table, he remembered the embarrassment of recognizing Wang Xiyu in the morning. "What's your name?"

She stood at the table with her head down, not realizing that Kisawa was talking to her.

"Her name is Yuan Zidan. Chen Bo explained on the side.

She heard someone say her name, so she looked over to Kizawa.

Upon hearing her name, Kisawa looked taken aback. “*？”

"No, no, it's not that*. She hurriedly waved her hand and explained: "Yuan is the ape of the ape man to remove the anti-dog, Zizi is Mu Xinzi, and the birth is the birth of the birth." ”

Mu Jingtian on the side couldn't help but be amused by the conversation between Mu Ze and Yuan Zidan. Mu Jingtian smiled: "Xiao Ze, what do you think of her cooking skills?"

Mu Ze sat down at the dining table, nodded and praised, "It's okay." ”

Yuan Zidan didn't expect that his cooking skills were only exchanged for Mu Ze's good words. He began to learn cooking at the age of 15 and became one of the best chefs in hotel restaurants. I didn't think about getting only two words from him, but she didn't have a good chance of refuting anything.

Yuan Zidan swore and said, "What does Young Master Mu want to eat?" I can make it for you, and I guarantee that it will be better than what you have eaten before." ”

"Really?" Kisawa smiled faintly. "I wanted you to do it this morning. ”

Yuan Zidan smiled confidently and asked in a weak tone, "What are you doing?"

"Rice cereal. Mu Ze replied lightly: "Will you?"

I thought that Mu Ze would come up with some signature dish name, but I didn't expect it to be just a simple rice cereal. It's something that people who don't know how to cook can make, and I thought that this young master was not easy to serve? Now it seems that he is not an ordinary good supporter.

Yuan Zidan breathed a sigh of relief and responded lightly: "Of course it will." ”