Feng Zhongliang is not young, his legs and feet are inconvenient, he is not keen on many outdoor activities that rich people like, and he has very little time to arrange flowers and grass in his spare time, write, read books, and meet old friends for tea. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the past, I would go to Pei's house to play chess and talk with Mr. Pei to pass the time.

But with his rebirth, the estrangement of 'Feng Nan' and Pei Yi, according to Feng Zhongliang's character, I am afraid that there should not be much contact with the Pei family.

Jiang Se remembered that he had mentioned before that when he was young, he had learned carving from his comrades in the revolutionary army, and after the war, he was fascinated by this little skill for a while.

But after getting married and having children, in order to support the family, this preference was lost.

Since going to Feng's house to see Feng Zhongliang in October last year, Jiang Se has not returned to the imperial capital until now, although he has also called Feng's family halfway, but she can also hear the loneliness in Feng Zhongliang's tone clearly on the phone.

He is old, his body has old problems, his children are far away in Hong Kong, Feng Nan in the imperial capital is not close to him, and the only people who accompany him are the housekeeper and Xiao Liu.

Jiang Se thought back carefully, and in his memory, Feng Zhongliang hadn't mentioned this stone carving for many years, and she just happened to buy a small thing for him to pass the time and be happy for the elders.

"That's right. ”

Mo Anqi cleaned up the table, thought about it and said:

"Or I'll do it for you. ”

When she said this, she glanced at the big stack of scripts, Jiang Se had not worked for nearly half a year, Xia Chaoqun brought a total of four or five scripts for her to choose from, among these scripts, in addition to the script, outline and character of the characters, there are also original novels, and it is not a simple job to read them all and select one.

In addition to these, Jiang Se also has the school's materials to sort out, and after sorting out, he has to write a report, and it is not until the college professors are satisfied that this archaeological internship trip can be regarded as a successful end.

And Xia Chaoqun left her not much time to sort out and write a report, Xia Chaoqun had instructed before leaving, at most a week or so, she had to start busy, learning piano and dance, in order to participate in the anniversary party held by Steinway in early June, Xia Chaoqun's requirements for her are definitely not only familiar with a certain song at the banquet, but should be more strict with her.

"Choosing stone is not something that can be done in an hour or two. "In particular, although Jiang Se has no requirements for the price of stone, he requires quality for the texture of the stone itself, which can be met but not sought.

Although it is not impossible to buy satisfactory under the heavy money, it is always too much trouble.

Mo Anqi is her assistant, and Mo Anqi can do these things for her.

thought that when he said this, Jiang Se estimated that he would nod in agreement, but as soon as Mo Anqi's voice fell, Jiang Se shook his head:

"No need. You can buy me a set of carving tools, choose the right merchant, and then I will go there myself. ”

Her words made Mo Anqi stand up straight, and looked at her strangely for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Se raised his head, and Mo Anqi hesitated:

"Cersei, I thought you would please the old man of the Pei family, but how can you get closer to Old Man Feng? It's like he's your elder. ”

Jiang Se didn't speak, and Mo Anqi didn't ask anymore.

It took five days to sort out the report, and in the past few days, Mo Anqi did pick out a few businessmen in the imperial capital who had what she wanted, Jiang Se took the time to look at it, and was originally going to buy a piece of Qingtian stone to send to Feng Zhongliang, but in the end he chose a piece of Tianhuang, which cost nearly 800,000 yuan, which is still the boss's sake, and he reluctantly cut his love.

Before going to see Feng Zhongliang, Jiang Se had already called in advance, and it was only about half past eight when Jiang Se came over.

When she took the elevator up, Feng Zhongliang was sitting in the living room, holding tea in one hand and a book in the other.

The housekeeper handed Jiang Se slippers, and Wang Ma took off her coat for her.

The heating was turned on in the house, and it was still very cold outside the imperial capital in February, Feng Zhongliang shouted with a cold face:

"Make hot tea for Miss. ”

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Se, with excitement in his eyes, but he pursed his lips tightly, forcibly held back, and scolded:

"When you're out and about, you're wearing so thin. ”

He put down the teacup, patted the armrest of the sofa, and looked a little serious:

"Children like you only know how to look good, but you don't care about the cold, and you will only have to bear it when you are old!"

As he spoke, Feng Zhongliang was unhappy:

"It's late, it's past eight o'clock, if you don't want to come to see me, don't come!"

He shouted loudly, and a group of people in the room held their breath and did not dare to speak.

The house was quiet, Feng Zhongliang was angry, the flesh on his cheeks trembled, and he seemed to regret it a little, but he couldn't pull his son to sue for peace, and turned his head angrily.

Mother Wang glanced at Jiang Se cautiously, afraid that she would not be able to hold it on her face, the young girl was very thin-skinned, even Feng Zhongliang's granddaughter Feng Nan couldn't bear Feng Zhongliang's temper, let alone Jiang Se as an outsider.

"Don't be like an old man. ”

Wang Ma lowered her voice, glanced at Jiang Se who came with a gift, sympathized with her, and turned her head to look at Feng Zhongliang again:

"Old man, he just misses you too much. ”

His longing is never said in words, but it is shown in action.

"After you called yesterday, the old man slept late at night, got up at five o'clock in the morning, and went downstairs to cut the flowers himself. ”

Wang Ma pointed to a few plums on the coffee table, "I've asked the time more than a dozen times, and asked Xiao Liu to go to the front to keep an eye on it." ”

Feng Zhongliang's rejection of Jiang Se at the beginning, to acceptance, and then to his current liking, the subordinates in the family really look at it.

"Yesterday the old man ordered the kitchen to make pastries, snacks, fruits. ”

He really waited for a long time and got up too early, so he felt that even if Jiang Se came over at eight o'clock, it would be too late in Feng Zhongliang's opinion.

"I understand. ”

Jiang Se nodded, she also knew very well what kind of temper Feng Zhongliang had.

She carried something and walked over to Feng Zhongliang, he was still sulking, his face was calm, and he didn't know if he was angry because he had lost his temper earlier, or because he was really a little depressed because Jiang Se came too late.

"Grandpa. ”

Jiang Se squatted down, held the bag in his arms, and looked up at Feng Zhongliang:

"I'm back. ”

She smiled, "It's not that I don't want to come early, I'm just worried that it will disturb your rest." ”

Feng Zhongliang's lips moved, and the girl squatted in front of him, smiling sincerely, as if she did not show embarrassment because of his previous unprovoked anger and accusation.

Waner wr said

The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping.

The author of the toiling words, waiting for the monthly pass to board the spaceship.

Today's you and I can also repeat yesterday's love.

You can take your monthly pass and board my boat!

Gentlemen, come on......