Meng Fanzhu arrived at the Silver Ingot Bridge early, although he was scheduled to gather at nine o'clock, if he really arrived on time at nine o'clock, it is estimated that his father would go to the capital to clean himself up. Sure enough, at 8:50, Aunt Lu came, and she was very satisfied when she saw that she was already waiting. This time, she did her best, and even used the relationship with her deceased uncle, if Meng Fanzhu didn't have a polite and respectful attitude, she would turn around and leave.

Meng Fanzhu took a few steps forward and took the gift box in Lu Yuanyuan's hand, it was not sinking, it was all tea.

"Wen Lao likes to drink the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain, and I asked a friend to mail this year's new tea. Lu Yuanyuan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Aunt Lu, for thinking so thoughtfully, I don't even know what to say. Meng Fanzhu was a little embarrassed.

"What's this, your godmother called me last night and explained what happened. You are too loyal, and it's not that you have forgotten, and you are still responsible. Lu Yuanyuan patted Meng Fanzhu's head lovingly, if He Ying hadn't called him to explain last night, he would have been a little angry, and he didn't know to call himself for such an important matter, and anyone would pick on it. But after such twists and turns, I value this child a little more, and everyone likes a good child who values love and righteousness.

The two of them talked and laughed and came to the gate of a courtyard, there are 5 steps in front of the door, and there is a box-shaped stone drum with a lion on the left and right, from the surface of the stone drum, the carving of the beast and the bird is not a modern thing.

Lu Yuanyuan rang the doorbell, and it was Professor Wen Tao who gave Meng Fanzhu a lecture on the history of ancient Chinese culture.

"Brother Wen, I'm here with my child. Lu Yuanyuan greeted warmly.

"Yuanyuan is here, and my father is practicing Tai Chi in the courtyard. Professor Wen's tone was very familiar, and it seemed that Aunt Lu was very familiar with him.

After saying hello, Meng Fanzhu followed him into Wen Lao's home. This is an authentic courtyard house, sparing the shadow wall, behind which is a courtyard of about 100 square meters, surrounded by magnolia trees, some pomegranates, pines and cypress potted plants are placed along the road, in the middle there is an old man with white hair and ruddy face who has just received the Tai Chi shelf, and is looking at his side with a smile.

"Hello Uncle Wen, Yuan Yuan has come to see you. Lu Yuanyuan walked a few steps briskly to Wen Lao's side and held Wen Lao's arm with his hand. In front of Mr. Wen, there are actually some children, and it seems that the relationship between the two families is not ordinarily good.

"Okay, you have filial piety, you never miss your birthday, know to look at my lonely old man. "Wen Lao's voice is very loud, and there is actually a sound of iron and stone. Meng Fanzhu was shocked in his heart, could it be that the old man had obtained the essence of Tai Chi, and he had entered the realm of dark energy.

"I've seen Mr. Wen a lot. Lu Yuanyuan waved at Meng Fanzhu.

"Wen Lao's body is safe!" Meng Fanzhu clasped his hands in front of his chest, his right hand was inside, and his left hand was outside, bowing to Wen Lao. This is Zilu's salute to Confucius, "Analects of Weizi" contains: Zilu arches and stands. This is the gift.

Sure enough, Wen Lao's eyes lit up, and he returned the salute with great interest, "Yes, few children nowadays still know this etiquette. Come, come in and sit down. ”

After a pass, Meng Fanzhu breathed a sigh of relief, he was still quite stressed today. It's not that I want to do it in a utilitarian heart, but I can't live up to Lu Yuanyuan's intention to help, so that the Wen family thinks that Lu Yuanyuan is recommending a child who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it.

Entering the main hall, Wen Lao sat in the main seat, and Lu Yuanyuan accompanied him in the guest of honor on the side. Meng Fanzhu didn't dare to sit, Professor Wen Tao was making tea on the side, and he was sitting there with a big grin, did he want to find a hanging department!

"Brother Wen Tao, sit down and let Duoduo make tea. Lu Yuanyuan's words can be regarded as rescuing Meng Fanzhu, or his position is too embarrassing. If you have the heart to come forward to help, the first time you came to the door, you will help the master make tea, and you don't treat yourself as an outsider, but if you don't help, the teacher is busy there, and it is a big rebellion for your own student to sit and watch here.

"Professor Wen, let the students come. Meng Fanzhu hurried over to take over.

Wen Tao was not polite, he saw the embarrassment of the kid just now, so he simply let him get it, if it is good, it will be good, and if it is broken, it will be bad, it seems that the old man will not mind much today.

I haven't made much tea, and I drink tea in a big jar in my dreams, and then drink it when it's cold. The big red robe is rock tea, Meng Fanzhu knows that this can be used with water at a high temperature, it is simply a teapot, and then shakes it, pours a small cup for each person, and sits next to Lu Yuanyuan with his hands down.

Lu Yuanyuan was a little unbearable to witness, and said in his heart that he would give you a chance, you should pretend to be a good one, and do something good, this is good, the top red robe, you should be a big bowl of tea!

Wen Lao still looked at Meng Fanzhu with a smile, he was very interested in this young man. From the first time Lu Yuanyuan mentioned this teenager in front of him, he was very curious, and when he saw Meng Fanzhu for the first time today, the first impression of this sunny and handsome and introverted teenager was particularly good. I didn't know how to pretend to understand when I made tea just now, I did it truthfully, and I didn't lose my pure heart. I have to say that Meng Fanzhu is indeed very popular, and some of his inadequate actions are also regarded as advantages by the elders, not to mention that the eye edge is very important.

After taking a sip of such a strong tea that he had never drunk, Wen Lao said softly: "I heard Yuanyuan say that "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" was written by you when you were in your third year of high school?"

"Bang dang!" Without waiting for Meng Fanzhu to answer, the sound of a teacup falling to the ground came, and everyone's eyes instantly focused on Professor Wen Tao, who had lost his hand.

"You wrote "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty"?" Wen Tao asked in a trembling voice. He also recommended this set of books to the students in the first class, but he didn't expect the author to be among them. Why are the current students so powerful, but fortunately they don't comment casually, or they will offend people. In the future, you have to be careful not to comment on the quality of other people's works casually, maybe the author will sit there and listen, it's too scary.

Meng Fanzhu's scalp was a little numb, and he swallowed his saliva as he looked at the excited Professor Wen Tao, and then nodded weakly.

Professor Wen Tao jumped over in one step, and his speed was not slower than the 100-meter sprint at all, not like a scholar engaged in academic research at all, but like a martial arts master hidden among the literati. Professor Wen grabbed Meng Fanzhu's shoulders with both hands: "Come with me to the School of History, I'll handle the formalities for you!"

"Smack!" A sound of slapping the table came, Meng Fanzhu and Professor Wen turned their heads together, only to see Old Wen glaring angrily: "Without my permission, no one can transfer this child!"

Lu Yuanyuan was already confused, and Meng Fanzhu couldn't understand the situation.

"Dad! This child is a good seedling for studying history, and he has created a school of historical writing at a young age, and it cannot be destroyed in your Chinese department. ”

I can also teach him history, and the child who wrote three novels at the age of nineteen is obviously the seedling of our literary circle! I also pointed to him to win a national literary award for the Chinese Department! What is it to destroy the Chinese Department, you can explain it to me!"

Meng Fanzhu really didn't understand how it had come to this point, and the two masters who seemed to be arguing didn't mean to ask for their opinions.

"Uncle, Brother Tao, can I say a word" Lu Yuanyuan couldn't sit still, Wen Tao, who had always been obedient, rarely argued with Wen Lao, how many years have not happened!

Seeing that both of them looked at themselves, Lu Yuanyuan froze, "Can you do this, let Duoduo stay in the Chinese Department, this child wants to join the National Writers Association." Then he looked at Wen Tao, whose eyes were already on fire, and said, "Then let Duoduo worship Brother Tao as a teacher, wouldn't this be the best of both worlds!"

(End of this chapter, read the next chapter)