On Saturday, after eating in the morning, Lin Ziqing remembered that she was going to Xie's house next door to learn painting from Teacher Zhang, and it didn't seem good to go empty-handed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But she rummaged through her place a few times, and there was really nothing to bring, so she had to find a way, or she would call her mother to go with her? It would be better if she could have some kind of gadget to bring to their daughter Xie Weiwei.

Xie Weiwei is two years older than Lin Ziqing, so she is now in elementary school, in her previous life, Xie Weiwei was also a kindergarten teacher, she married in Guangzhou, is a real estate developer, and her life is very nourishing.

So she told her mother to let Tan Liyun take her to the street to buy something together, and finally they went to the store that sold stationery to buy some painting supplies, a brush, a dozen very ordinary Jiugongge brush calligraphy practice paper and a bottle of ink, which were used for Lin Ziqing to draw and write.

Then she went to the department store with her mother to buy a red silk silk flower with tiny beads on it, and planned to give it to Xie Weiwei, which was a beautiful thing in this era, and women and children liked it alike. I also bought a few catties of fruit, and finally went home and got some fairy grass jelly.

Xiejiazhuang is very large, and Mr. Zhang's house is on the north side of the innermost courtyard of Xiejiazhuang, passing through the corridor in Zhuangzi and walking to Mr. Zhang's house.

Lin Ziqing knocked on the door with her mother, and it was Teacher Zhang's husband Teacher Xie who opened the door.

Teacher Xie was divided into three small rooms here, one of which was partitioned as a kitchen and dining room, and the other two, the larger one was their bedroom, and the other was where Xie Weiwei and her brother Xie Mingming lived.

At this time, because of the lack of rooms, now the sister and brother are still young and can live together, and when they grow up, in addition to finding the foundation to build a new house, they can only make partitions in the house.

Of course, there is no room decoration or anything, but there is a white paper pasted on the wall, and a poem is written on it, Lin Ziqing looked at it, it is the block version of "Qinyuan Spring and Snow", it should be the handwriting of Mr. Xie, and the rest of the place, there is a portrait sketch with a frame, which is probably Mr. Zhang's work.

The room is furnished with a TV cabinet and a large bookshelf. On a desk lay textbooks, notebooks, and a few test papers, and near the windowsill was an electronic piano covered with white lace cloth.

There are almost no people in the ancient town who can have an electronic piano at home, and it seems that Mr. Zhang is very concerned about the cultivation of his daughter.

Tan Lirong and Teacher Zhang went home first after a polite meeting, and told Lin Ziqing to study hard.

At this moment, a girl came out of the next room, wearing a long dress with long sleeves and red checkered.

She has a delicate melon seed face, the little girl's eyebrows are thin and long, like curved willow leaves, a pair of watery eyes with big double eyelids, fair and ruddy skin, and long twisted braids hanging down to the waist.

She looked at Lin Ziqing and said hello to her, her attitude was lukewarm, Lin Ziqing didn't care. She took out the silk flowers she bought and gave them to her, Xie Weiwei looked at it, and then showed a little enthusiasm for Lin Ziqing, and said to her with a smile:

"Thank you! Lin Ziqing, do you want to learn to play the piano, we can learn together, I just learned to play a few songs now, you should be able to learn one song with me!"

"Ahh Lin Ziqing rejected Xie Weiwei's proposal.

"Oh, well. In the afternoon, I am practicing, and in the morning you can study with my parents, and I will go back to my room to do my homework. ”

"Okay," Lin Ziqing nodded.

One morning, Lin Ziqing spent the middle of learning with the two teachers, in fact, what she learned at the beginning was simple line drawing and strokes.

After studying there for two hours, the teacher asked Lin Ziqing to take her home to practice well, and said that he would keep her for dinner at noon, but Lin Ziqing politely excused herself and decided to go back to her home.

When Lin Ziqing walked to the corridor of Xiejiazhuang, she thought that she had not been back here for many years, and planned to enjoy the scenery in the courtyard, so she walked slowly from the previous patio courtyard to the next patio courtyard, and the osmanthus trees planted in the yard emitted a wisp of refreshing fragrance.

Just as Lin Ziqing was about to walk out of Xiejiazhuang, a small door on the north side of the courtyard opened, and an old man with a strong waist and a monk's hat walked out, holding a string of small sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Stranger, whose child are you, and who are you looking for here?" asked the old man.

Lin Ziqing thought about it, this old man seemed to be the eldest uncle of Xie Jiazhuang.

In her previous life, Lin Ziqing had a deep impression of him, because one day, when Lin Ziqing went to her grandmother's house, this old man happened to be walking in front of her.

He was swearing all the way, the middle sentence was not repeated, and he did not gasp, and he started scolding directly from the door of Xiejiazhuang to his vegetable field, because someone stole a cauliflower he planted.

Lin Ziqing was a little jealous, but she still replied very obediently

"I am the daughter of Wenshan of the Lin family in the Shi Mansion next door, and I came here to learn painting from Teacher Zhang. ”

"Wenshan's family, your grandfather is Desen, right?, then you are the little granddaughter, called Qingqing, right, I've heard about it, you were smashed on the head, how are you now, okay?"

"Yes, it's all right, thank you for your old concern"

"I'll take a look, let me tell you, kid, this person has walked around the ghost gate, and there will be a little yin qi on his body, don't be afraid, I have a talisman here, keep safe, you take it back and wear it, wear it for a year and a half, it doesn't matter!" After speaking, he took out a small red triangular cloth bag from his pocket and handed it to Lin Ziqing

"Well, don't want this!" Lin Ziqing smiled a little apologetically, and didn't stretch out her hand, she looked at the thing he was holding in his hand a little timidly.

"Take it, you kid, give it to you, what else is there to be embarrassed about, life is more important than face, take it, and then!" Uncle Xie didn't give Lin Ziqing a chance to refuse, so he stuffed the small cloth bag into Lin Ziqing's hand.

Lin Ziqing reluctantly accepted it, then bowed lightly to the uncle of the Xie family, and turned around and ran home as soon as he got out of the courtyard gate.

"It's so fragrant!" As soon as she ran to her house, she smelled the fragrance wafting from the house, Lin Ziqing's slightly nervous heart fell into her stomach, and she put the small cloth bag in her hand that was a little sweaty in her pocket.

"Mom, what are you doing to be delicious!" Lin Ziqing ran into the kitchen and asked, Tan Lirong didn't go to the street to set up a stall today

"Qingqing, you're back, it's your father's roasted bones with tofu and braised fish, your dad has a break in the afternoon today." Tan Lirong saw her daughter running in and helped her take her schoolbag off her shoulder and hang it on the wooden wall in the hallway outside the kitchen door.

"Eat, you go wash your hands" Lin Wenshan brought all the food to the table and set the dishes and chopsticks.