Zhao Xiaozhao delayed a lot of time because of Wu Yu's matter, and when he walked to Wang Weiping's house, the sky was already dark. Granny Huang kept looking at the door, until she saw Zhao Xiaozhao walking to the door, she breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on her face.

"You kid, why did you come back so late and come back alone? Didn't a kid surnamed Wu say in the morning, I want to come back with you, hey, it's so late, I must be hungry, hurry, hurry, just wait for you to come back and start eating. Granny Huang pulled Zhao Xiaozhao over, looked up and down for a long time, and saw that Zhao Xiaozhao was fine, so she took her hand and walked into the house, chattering non-stop as she walked.

"That friend was a little uncomfortable, so I went back first, I used to go to and from school alone, mother-in-law don't worry, I can come alone." Zhao Xiaozhao was afraid that Granny Huang would think too much, so he hurriedly explained.

"Such a young child, how can you rest assured, no, tomorrow, I will let the old man pick you up from school, you just wait at the door, don't run around, come, raise your feet, be careful of the threshold." Granny Huang carefully took Zhao Xiaozhao to the kitchen, and in the house, Wang Weiping's father Wang Jiande was busy serving dinner, and when she saw Granny Huang taking Zhao Xiaozhao into the house, she hurriedly beckoned Zhao Xiaozhao to sit down.

"Oh, this girl is so good-looking, come and sit, grandpa specially killed a chicken for you, Weiping said you like to eat braised food, grandpa also put chestnuts, this chestnut is home-grown, dried and very sweet, come, come here, taste it." Wang Jiande greeted Zhao Xiaozhao warmly.

Zhao Xiaozhao hurriedly walked over and took the chicken nuggets that Wang Jiande had brought over with chopsticks.

She swallowed a mouthful of meat, chewed it carefully and swallowed it, the chicken nuggets were a little old, very woody, and the taste was a little salty and sweet, probably because people were old and their taste had deteriorated, so the taste was heavy.

"It's delicious, it's the best chicken I've ever had!" Zhao Xiaozhao said exaggeratedly, making the two elders laugh very happily, and the folds on their faces bloomed.

"Okay, eat more, eat more." Soon there were mountains in Zhao Xiaozhao's bowl, Zhao Xiaozhao was slightly stunned, and finally ate all the dishes.

At the end of the meal, Zhao Xiaozhao's stomach was bulging, Granny Huang touched her belly, and said with a smile: "Xiaozhao, eat enough, go to bed early at night, mother-in-law will raise you to be white and fat, look at your thin little arms, stew you an egg custard tomorrow morning, you, you have to eat more." ”

Granny Huang pinched Zhao Xiaozhao's little arms and legs, that distressed!

"Mother-in-law, you're so nice!" Zhao Xiaozhao got into Granny Huang's arms, buried her little face in her arms, and rubbed hard.

"Oh, why is this girl so cute!" Granny Huang was so close to Zhao Xiaozhao, and she felt more and more distressed about Zhao Xiaozhao. She only gave birth to a son Wang Weiping, because her son married a daughter-in-law and moved out to buy a public house, and later gave birth to a grandson, the daughter-in-law disliked her, thinking that she was ugly, and rude, afraid of taking her grandson badly, every time she went, she didn't have a good face, and after a few times, she was cold-hearted, and rarely went again.

Now that her grandson has grown up, he is even more alienated from her, and once she took a lot of home-grown vegetables, and the little grandson pointed his finger at her and said, "Dirty, get out, get out." ”

That time really made her sad and sad for a long time, so when she heard Wang Weiping say that a little girl was going to live for a few days, she couldn't help but be scared and excited, afraid that the child would dislike her for being dirty, and excited that her family would have a child who could come to Chenghuan's knees.

Now seeing the little girl so close to her, the tense thread in her heart finally relaxed, and it hurt Zhao Xiaozhao even more.

After dinner, after Zhao Xiaozhao took a bath, he practiced calligraphy in the room, Wang Jiande came in with a pot of persimmons, looked at Zhao Xiaozhao holding the brush in style, looked at her calligraphy again, smiled, and said, "This is Yan Zhenqing's words?" What you wrote is kind of a thing. ”

Zhao Xiaozhao blushed, looking at his different thicknesses and crooked words, where can he still be regarded as a little looked, it is simply not a look.

"Grandpa, I just started practicing, and I didn't practice well."

"I just started practicing, I just looked at the post and copied it, Xiao Zhao is also amazing, come, give the pen to grandpa, grandpa write a few words to you." Wang Jiande picked up the pen as he spoke, dipped it in ink, and dropped the pen on a blank piece of rice paper.

"Such as loyal ministers and martyrs, moral courtiers. Its dignity is strictly respectful, and the characters are afraid of it, but the more time passes, the more cute it becomes. ”

Wang Jiande thought about it a little, and wrote down this line of words, the font was written again in italics, and then written again in line, Zhao Xiaozhao looked at the words he wrote, the wind and bones have been formed, strong and powerful, as if they are already Yan Ti everyone.

His regular script is contrary to the style of calligraphy in the early Tang Dynasty, and the line is written with seals, turning thin and hard into plump and majestic, with a broad and magnificent body, strong and awe-inspiring, dignified and majestic. His vigorous calligraphy also reflects the prosperous demeanor of the Tang Empire, and is a perfect example of the perfect combination of calligraphy and personality. Wang Jiande explained to Zhao Xiaozhao the characteristics of Yan Zhenqing's penmanship while writing.

"Grandpa, you are so good, you have been practicing calligraphy for many years." Zhao Xiaozhao couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Jiande smiled: "Grandpa, I, I was a middle school teacher in my twenties, when I was □□, because the brush wrote fast and well, and was arrested to write a big-character poster, and then the society was very chaotic, grandpa did not become a teacher, and went back to the countryside to farm, but this calligraphy has not been put down, and this practice has been about 50 years." ”

"Grandpa, you're going to be miserable right now." Zhao Xiaozhao was a little distressed and a little curious.

"At that time, everyone was miserable, and they didn't feel anything, but now that life is getting better, seeing that other people's families are doing well, they feel that their families are suffering." Wang Jiande smiled, "Xiao Zhao, do you want to learn calligraphy from grandpa, grandpa in addition to Yan Ti, Wang Ti, European Ti are involved, that is, ink painting, grandpa can also paint a few." ”

Zhao Xiaozhao was overjoyed and said loudly: "Grandpa, I can't ask for it!" The teacher is above, and the apprentice worships him! ”

"Haha, little girl, hurry up, this new society doesn't learn from the old society." Wang Jiande hurriedly helped Zhao Xiaozhao up.

Zhao Xiaozhao smiled, took Wang Jiande's hand, and said, "Grandpa, no, it's Mr. Wang, let me see how you write and paint, let me feast my eyes, okay?" ”

Wang Jiande can still get such a living treasure student when he is old, and he thinks that Zhao Xiaozhao is granddaughter, so he can't help but spoil Zhao Xiaozhao a little more, and he said again and again: "Okay, okay, grandpa will take you there." ”

The two of them were walking and making trouble, in this small courtyard, because of Zhao Xiaozhao's arrival, it was full of warmth and joy that had not been seen for a long time, Granny Huang's grease-stained hands wiped on the apron, and shouted downstairs: "Old man, let Xiao Zhao go to bed early, don't make too late." ”

"Hey, got it." Wang Jiande raised his voice and agreed.

Zhao Xiaozhao's first night, he ended with worshipping Wang Jiande as his teacher, and went to school on the second day, but he didn't see Wu Yu, so he couldn't help but worry, and asked Ye Mengchen to know that Wu Yu had a fever last night and asked for leave from school today.

Zhao Xiaozhao glanced at the weather outside, it was gloomy outside the house, and the weather forecast said that the cold air was going south today, and it was estimated that it would cool down. The wind was whining outside the window, Zhao Xiaozhao thought about Wu Yu's pale face yesterday, and thought that he took care of her everywhere, so it was reasonable, and he had to visit him to be righteous.

So she borrowed the phone from Ye Mengchen, called Grandpa Wang, and told him that she was going to visit a classmate so she would go back later, so he didn't have to worry about things like that, and called Uncle Xie again, asking where they lived, and explaining the reason, so she hung up the phone.

After school, Zhao Xiaozhao did not delay, went straight to the bus station, and bought some fruit on the way.

Wu Yu's uncle's house is a long distance from the school, and Zhao Xiaozhao took the bus to reach his destination after an hour.

got out of the car and walked for more than ten minutes, only then did I see No. 18 Yanji Road, the address of Wu Yu's uncle's villa.

This is obviously a rich area, the streets are clean, and there are detached families, Zhao Xiaozhao walked to the door, rang the doorbell, and soon walked out of a woman in her 30s.

The woman is dark-skinned, not good-looking, very tall, dressed exceptionally plainly, and described as a little humble. With a cautious smile on her face, she said through the iron door, "Who are you?" ”

"Hello Auntie, I'm Zhao Xiaozhao, Wu Yu's classmate, I heard that he was not feeling well, so I bought some fruit to visit him." Zhao Xiaozhao replied politely.

"Okay, okay, Ah Yu told me, come in, it's cold outside, and this little face is red from the cold." The woman led Zhao Xiaozhao into the door, let Zhao Xiaozhao sit on the sofa in the living room, and said to her, "Ah Yu was not feeling well last night, and he slept in bed today, I went to see if he woke up," Seeing Zhao Xiaozhao nodded, she smiled and trotted a few steps upstairs.

Zhao Xiaozhao sat on the sofa and looked at the interior decoration slightly.

The interior of the house is decorated in black and white, and the furniture is modern and minimalist in the 21st century, so modern that Zhao Xiaozhao seems to be in the pre-rebirth, she shook her head, shaking this illusion out of her head.

"You're here."

A familiar voice sounded from behind his ears, and Zhao Xiaozhao turned his head to look at the boy walking on the stairs.

The boy was wearing a azure imitation Tang button-down casual shirt, his face was still a little pale, his eyes were puffy, and he felt very tired.

"What's going on?" Zhao Xiaozhao's tone was a little reproachful.

These words obviously frightened the woman next to her, and she said with a frightened expression: "I, I saw that Ah Yu woke up, so I called him down." I'm sorry, I'm wrong, I'm sorry, I'm wrong, don't hit me, don't hit me! ”

In the end, the woman actually cowered in the corner of the stairs, holding her head in her hands, and kept screaming.

Zhao Xiaozhao was a little stunned, she was scared of her, she clearly didn't do anything?

Wu Yu hurriedly hugged the woman, and her voice was gentle and gentle: "Mom, it's okay, don't be afraid, no one blames you, you did the right thing, no one said you were wrong, no one said you were wrong, you see, she said she wouldn't beat you." ”

Zhao Xiaozhao received Wu Yu's eyes, nodded hurriedly, and said repeatedly: "Auntie, I won't beat you." ”

The woman looked over with teary eyes, and when she saw Zhao Xiaozhao acting like this, she asked cautiously, "You really don't want to beat me?" ”

Zhao Xiaozhao nodded affirmatively.

The woman was relieved, put away her tears, stood up tremblingly, and said flatteringly to Wu Yu and Zhao Xiaozhao: "I, I'll make good food for you, don't be angry." ”

Wu Yu patted her hand gently and said, "Okay." ”

When the woman walked away, Wu Yu walked to the sofa and asked Zhao Xiaozhao to sit down, looking more and more tired.

Zhao Xiaozhao was silent, she didn't know what to say.

"Mom, there's something I don't know about here." Wu Yu stretched out his hand and pointed to his head.