The poetry meeting ended successfully.

Wang Qiushi said goodbye to everyone and slipped out quickly.

It was already afternoon outside, and when he got out of the gate, Wang Qiushi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, damn, these poets were so enthusiastic, they squeezed over one by one to say hello, and he almost didn't come up in one breath.

"Brother Wang——"

There was a sudden shout next to it!

Wang Qiushi was startled, and when he looked back, it turned out to be Jia Shuai, this kid!

"Brother Wang!"

Jia Shuai's eyes were full of admiration, and he gave a thumbs up and said:

"You're really a real person!"

Wang Qiushi immediately shook his hand very modestly, and said with a deep face:

"Accident! just accident...... Hmm, by the way, you're looking for me?"

"Yes!"

Jia Shuai immediately looked firm, then relaxed again, and said enthusiastically:

"My uncle, please drink tea!"

Hiss!

Wang Qiushi gasped, his eyes widened, he just made three small poems, and he was about to be invited to tea? This Uncle Jia Shuai, can't it be some legendary institution, right?

Seeing Wang Qiushi's frightened face, Jia Shuai was also startled, and hurriedly added:

"My uncle is Curator Jia, Curator Jia just now. ”

Jia Lao?

Wang Qiushi was a little surprised, breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to ponder: No wonder, how can there be such a coincidence, the two of them are surnamed Jia, and there is indeed collusion, but he is still not careful enough, it is estimated that the old man Jia also came to comment on Jia Shuai's poems at the beginning, and he was piggybacked when he stood close......

"Brother Wang?"

Wang Qiushi was so engrossed that Jia Shuai could only ask cautiously:

"What do you think?"

Well, Wang Qiushi thought about it for a moment and asked:

"When?"

"Tomorrow!"

Jia Shuai hurriedly said attentively, and added a sentence after speaking:

"My uncle's house is very close to here, and I'll pick you up tomorrow. ”

Get!

"Okay!"

Wang Qiushi waved his hand and agreed, after all, the elder invited him to drink tea, and it was a bit rude to refuse.

"Okay, Brother Wang, then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning!"

Jia Shuai immediately smiled and ran away.

Wang Qiushi shook his head, walked to a no-man's corner, and began to call Ye Lele.

"Toot ......"

It's done!

"Lao Wang, is there something?"

Ye Lele's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"It's nothing, just ask if you're going well......"

"Don't mention it, my parents are determined to let me stay this time, otherwise they will force me to go on a blind date......"

Ye Lele said in a mournful voice.

Wang Qiushi smacked his lips, a little empty, he really said what to kill, it seems that blind date is the killer of all parents!

"And what are you going to do?"

Wang Qiushi asked.

"Drag!"

Ye Lele on the other side of the phone gritted his teeth and said:

"I've been stalking for the past two days, and if they force me, I'll run away from home and never come back!"

Get!

After hanging up the phone, Wang Qiushi returned to the hotel, ate and slept.

The night passed.

Early the next morning, after Wang Qiushi finished breakfast, he saw Jia Shuai.

"Brother Wang!"

From afar, Jia Shuai greeted excitedly.

Under the guidance of Jia Shuai, the two came to a courtyard in a nearby alley, outside the yard a thick locust tree, thick trees, thick branches and leaves, next to the alley wall, several cats are lazily basking in the sun.

"Good yard!"

Wang Qiushi couldn't help but sigh.

Jia Shuai smiled and led Wang Qiushi in.

The yard is not big or small, there is a stone table in the middle, the wall on the other side is full of creepers, but there is a stand at the bottom, and the seedlings are wrapped around it, and it is impossible to tell what kind of plant it is for a while, but there is a small field on the ground, planted with vegetables and fruits such as green vegetables and peppers.

Jia Lao sat at the stone table and said proudly:

"How's my little yard?"

Wang Qiushi sat down and said with an affirmative face:

"Good!"

"Gone?"

"It's gone. ”

Jia Lao waved his hand depressedly and commanded:

"Xiaoshuai, serve tea. ”

The tea leaves were brewed, a cup for each person, Jia Lao picked up the tea, sniffed the tea intoxicated, and said:

"Come, taste it, the best Qinyuan Spring!"

"Qin Yuanchun?"

Wang Qiushi looked confused, he only knew Taizu's poetry Qin Yuanchun.

"My uncle's treasure is at the same level as the treasured big red robe. ”

Jia Shuai explained while blowing the hot air rising in the tea.

Wang Qiushi closed his eyes and sniffed it gently, it was really fragrant.

"Try it!"

Jia Lao took a sip, and then motioned to Wang Qiushi.

Although Wang Qiushi in his previous life didn't know how to taste tea, he had never eaten pork and always seen a pig run, so he tasted it gently, reminisced about the taste of the tip of his tongue, and shouted:

"Good!"

Then he shook his head and sighed:

"The color of this tea soup is clear and translucent, the smell is fragrant like orchid, the taste is full and pure, mellow and poetic, the aftertaste is sweet, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, the charm is full, and the sudden feeling is like a dream, as if heaven and earth, it is really the best in tea!"

After saying a paragraph, Wang Qiushi looked at it, and saw Jia Shuai on the side stunned, jumped up and said:

"Brother Wang, you are so good! You can even taste tea, I am afraid I will not be able to say what you just said. ”

After speaking, he looked at Wang Qiushi with admiration, and he was probably impressed by Wang Qiushi's erudition.

Jia Lao looked strange, looked at the tea in his hand, and asked:

"Where did you copy all these words?"

Wang Qiushi said calmly:

"Well, I used to read the newspaper and copied a joke from the newspaper. ”

Jia Lao suddenly laughed, Jia Shuai on the side was embarrassed, and then he knew that he had hit the eye.

While drinking tea, the two began to have a conversation.

Jia Lao: Xiao Wang, what do you do? Are you really not a poet?

Wang Qiushi: No, I used to study history.

Jia Lao: Look at your face, how old are you? Are you married?

Wang Qiushi (calm): Thirty-five, not married yet.

Jia Lao (curious): Why don't you get married? Didn't find the right person?

Wang Qiushi: When there are the right people, there is no money, and when there are no suitable people, there is still no money.

Jia Lao laughed.

Wang Qiushi was silent, and he just wanted to say in his heart: How I want to tell you that I really have no money.

Jia Lao (gossip): I have a lot of friends, and their daughters and granddaughters are not married, do you want to introduce a few to you?

Wang Qiushi (face twitching): No need.

Drink tea.

Jia Lao (smiling): Xiao Wang, you are really interesting!

Wang Qiushi (silent for a moment): Forget the New Year?

Jia Lao (a serious book): How about peer relations?

Jia Shuai's face twitched, and there were words of suffering.

Wang Qiushi (courtesy): You are a senior and an elder, so forget it.

Jia Shuai's face was soothing.

Drink tea.

Jia Lao (curious): Xiao Wang, what did you do in the capital this time?

Wang Qiushi: Accompany a friend home.

Jia Lao (curiosity grows): Go home?

Wang Qiushi (a little sore): Female.

Jia Lao (follow-up question): Girlfriend?

Wang Qiushi (face twitching, for a long time): Not yet.

Jia Lao (nodded with satisfaction): You must hurry!

Wang Qiushi's face twitched again.

I really didn't expect this old man to be so gossipy, with his own moon old attributes.

After drinking tea, Jia Lao asked with a smile:

"Xiao Wang, let's get down to business, do you have the heart to join our Modern Poetry Association?"

Wang Qiushi was stunned for a moment and said:

"Old man, you are also from the Poetry Association?"

"Of course!"

Jia Lao stroked his beard and said with an encouraging expression:

"As long as you are willing to come, although the position of vice president cannot be given to you, you can be given a seat on the board of directors. ”

Wang Qiushi thought about it, shook his head and said:

"Forget it, I'm not really a poet. ”

Jia Lao frowned and said:

"Are you afraid not to gossip? Don't worry, with your three poems, no one will dare to stir up trouble. ”

Wang Qiushi thought about it, shook his head again, and said:

"I don't have the heart. ”

Jia Lao froze, shook his head, and changed the subject:

"You are not married yet, are you interested in settling down and developing in the capital?"

Wang Qiushi thought about it and said honestly:

"No money. ”

The corners of Jia Lao's eyes twitched, and he raised his glass and drank tea.