On the winter night of the Chinese New Year, Lu Qinghe actually wrote calligraphy under the supervision of Lu Qiang, and no one was more bitter than her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After dinner, Lu Yichen took Xiaomeng's fat tail and followed the village chief to visit various houses in Lingu Village, Lu Meizhi was invited to his house by Lu Wenhang, and Zhang Yimei went out to play mahjong.

"Dad, I want to hang out."

From time to time, there was the sound of firecrackers, the sound of stepping in the snow, and the sound of laughter.

"Well, just think about it."

The novel in Lu Qiang's hand is reading, it is a set of 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' in Lu Qinghe's collection of villain books. Lu Qiang watched it with relish, and there was a set of villain books on the table.

"The eldest sister called and said that she would be in Tibet tomorrow?"

"Hmm."

"Eldest sister, did you say anything else?"

"Nope."

"Dad, Zhang Hongjun's son, Zhang Shangdong, have you seen it? Today, Xiaomeng and I saw him at the door of the supermarket and didn't know him at all. He was obviously only a few months younger than Xiaomeng, but he looked several years younger than Xiaomeng. By the way, he doesn't like to play with people, and he can't talk yet. It should be what is said on TV and in the newspapers, autism. ”

"And then?"

"I feel a little pitiful...."

"Hmm."

"Dad.... You don't have anything to say? The child is innocent. ”

"I know, so what?"

"I want to...."

"Don't even think about it, you can't write, go back to your room and write a novel, you won't be allowed to go anywhere tomorrow."

Lu Qiang continued to look through his villain book, but Lu Qinghe went back to the room. It wasn't until Lu Qiang heard the sound of the door closing from upstairs that he put the book down.

The child is so innocent, but Qinghe is his daughter, the most beloved daughter, almost because Zhang Hongjun will never come back. wanted Lu Qiang to sympathize with the son of a person who kidnapped his daughter, but he asked himself if he could do it.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, everyone was asleep, and Lu Yichen lightly knocked on the door of Lu Qinghe's room. Lu Qinghe opened the door and directly let Lu Yichen in, and closed the door again. As soon as the door rang, she knew who it was, because the family never knocked on the door when they entered her room, and went straight in.

Suddenly so polite, there must be no guessing.

"Qingqing, still writing novels?"

As soon as Lu Yichen came in, he observed Lu Qinghe's room, he was the first time he entered, but he had heard it countless times in Lu Qinghe and Xiaomeng's mouth. I finally got my wish and entered the room, so I must take a good look at it. "Qingqing, the things in your room are worth more than the money in my bank."

It's all antiquities, and Lu Yichen can't tell the years, but he probably knows a little bit. Not to mention Lu Qinghe's bed, let's just say that this bookshelf should be made of peach, and there are carvings and carvings on the peach bookshelf all around, which is simply rare.

It's really something that money can't buy.

When he was a child, Lu Yichen always laughed at Lu Qinghe, a tomboy, and always liked to collect useless things. Waste the good things at home and exchange them for these things. Now it seems that he is the one who should be ridiculed, let's talk about the monkey ticket first, now there is no price.

From dozens of pieces to hundreds, this value-added is terrifying.

No wonder Lu Qinghe saved himself, he had a car accident and grabbed Lu Qiang's hand, and refused to let him go, he must let Lu Qiang agree to the things she collected, and he must wait for ten or twenty years before selling them. Sure enough, after a long time, there is a scary value-added.

Quite a far-sighted (eye) light.

It's not something that the average person can think of.

Sometimes Lu Yichen still wonders if Lu Qinghe will have any function to foresee the future. Like the few places that Lu Qinghe helped him draw in the map before, they have developed very fast in recent years. At that time, he asked his parents to help him buy land in those places, really trying to curry favor with Lu Qinghe.

Who would have thought that those places were not expropriated by the government and lost a lot of money; It is a new commercial community that has been developed, and the houses have not yet been built, but the drawings have been released, and the price has begun to double day by day. There is also an endless stream of people who come to buy houses when they hear the wind.

Now his father is in charge of Liyu, and his mother helps him take care of the real estate company.

The earnings of both companies are also getting better and better year by year; There is also a station established by Lu Qinghe and a few netizens, as well as a few comments she made to him at any time, and a few opinions she put forward were basically the same as her, so it got up, and the effect was quite good.

In the past six months, Lu Yichen has studied abroad, not only painting, but also design, architectural design, and even garden design.

He wanted to cheer her dreams together and walk side by side with her.

"I'm already richer than you, okay? Aren't you tired? I rushed over early in the morning, and I didn't see you resting when I went back to Lingu Village, what did I say to the village chief? ”

Lu Qinghe shook his tired fingers, and when he was shaking his head, Lu Yichen came over and helped her pinch her shoulders and cervical spine by the way: "What else can there be?" It's all about my great-grandfather's time, and by the way, let's talk about the future development of Lingu Village. Then I asked if it was true that my grandfather was going back to Lingu Village. ”

"They didn't say you wanted your dad to come back and invest?"

"Yes, I think I can really do investment. Qingqing, don't you also have a plan? It's better for me to invest directly in you. ”

"Okay, but your little 'little money' won't change anything. You still study hard abroad, don't lose the face of our countrymen. Also, don't always encourage Xiaomeng to go against me in the future. Well, by the way, didn't you say you were going to have an art exhibition? In France? What are they drawing? ”

"Whatever you paint, it's not your liking anyway, there will be next Christmas, in France."

"There's still a whole year to go, so take your time and prepare. It's so late, you should go back to rest, tomorrow morning, Xiaomeng will definitely take you out to surf. ”

"Okay, good night."

Lu Yichen went back to his room, did not listen to Lu Qinghe's words and went to sleep obediently, but took out a drawing board and pen and began to draw non-stop. Soon, a familiar appearance appeared on the drawing board, it was Lu Qinghe, who was standing at the door of the supermarket in Yuyun Township today, with a few snowflakes in his hair.

One, two, three.... Until late at night, Lu Yichen recorded all the Lu Qinghe with various expressions he encountered today with a pen before falling asleep.

And this side of Lu Qinghe is also coded until late at night, and sent text messages to Gao Yu, Li Tangping, and Qian Meimei.

Chinese New Year's Eve, five o'clock in the morning, today is a rare good weather, out of the sun. The snow is also gradually melting, and the wind is blowing a little cold.

Lu Meizhi took Lu Qinghe, Xiaomeng and Lu Yichen to start cleaning the house. It snowed all the time for the past few days, and the sanitation was not as good as it is today.

Not only their family, but also many people in the village are thinking about cleaning up the house and cleaning up the children on the last day of the year. Everyone squeezed to the well, where the water was not icy, cold or warm, especially at the bottom of the well, there were some scrubbing benches, pig plates and the like.

"Alas, this is the great-grandson of Mr. Lu, right? looks really handsome, and is so diligent, he doesn't need Xiaomeng and Qinghe to do it, it's really like a family. ”

"Yes, I heard that his grandfather was a senior official in Suoyang City, Guangdong, and he wanted to return to our Lingu Village to retire for the elderly. In addition, his family donates a lot of money to our Lingu Village every year for the school and the village. ”

"Really? Looks like he's twenty, right? Is there a target? Have you ever thought of looking for us in Lingu Village? ”

"Don't think about it, other people are studying abroad now. Parents are also capable, how can they take a fancy to a girl like us in the countryside? You guys, don't think about that idleness. I've heard that last night at the village chief's house, a large group of men chatted with him, and he was able to answer any questions he asked. is smart and sensible, and will definitely be great in the future. ”

"That's for sure, how can we people in Lingu Village not be smart. Besides, that's the great-grandson of Mr. Lu, so it must not be too bad. However, counting it, our Lingu Village seems to have a family like Mr. Lu and his family. ”

"What nonsense, there will be more and more capable people in Lingu Village in the future. Isn't long pine also good? I heard that it will inevitably go to Qilin City next year. Don't talk about the others, just say that those people surnamed Xie, after the village chief said that after the decision, they went to block Changsong every day, and they were so scared that they didn't dare to go back to Lingu Village. ”

"It's thirty today, aren't you coming back? Didn't you go to Cuong's house for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner today? I'm supposed to be back at noon, right? Ah Qiang's legs are not yet complete, and Zhang Yimei can't cook two large tables of dishes by herself. ”

"You, look down on Zhang Yimei, Zhang Yimei is not only good at drinking, but also her cooking skills are not inferior to Qiangzi. The last time I passed by their house, I happened to meet her bacon fried dried radish, I was greedy, cheeky to answer Xiaomeng's words, tasted, tsk, that taste is really good. Mmmm, comparable to a chef. ”

"Really? In the past, she was a well-known lazy woman in Lingu Village, why did she change? ”

"Bah, when has Yimei been lazy? I can't say that anymore. If Lu Qiang or Qinghe and a few of their children hear it, they won't scold you to death. The past is over, and other people's families are now harmonious and beautiful, don't chew your tongue. ”

"It's just, stop talking nonsense. However, you see, Qinghe is really worthy of being a son. ”

A group of women all looked at the road Qinghe of the well below from time to time, and washed that called one clean and one fast. The four of them cooperated quite tacitly, and it was only half an hour smaller, and it was almost washed.

"Qingqing, are they talking about us?" Lu Yichen was frequently stared at, and when he looked at each other, the other party would give him a sincere smile.

It made him a little embarrassed.

"Please remove the 'we'. Well, they're all complimenting you and saying you're handsome. That's right, Little Dream. Lu Qinghe's small bench was fished out of the water and said with a smile.

"Yes, Brother Chen, don't worry, you are so handsome and the great-grandson of Teacher Lu, they all like you very much and welcome you. It's just a little four and a star. Xiaomeng also smiled: "However, no matter how you say it, you are also from Lingu Village, and you should learn the dialect here earlier, otherwise, if the old man talks to you, you can't understand it, and it will be rude." ”

In fact, the old people everywhere are the same, especially those who have never been far away, and they can't even speak Mandarin well.

In addition, Lu Yichen speaks Cantonese and speaks English outside, so he can understand the officials of Heyuan County and Qilin City, which is the same as Sichuan and Guizhou. But he really doesn't understand the local dialects of Lingu Village and Yuyun Township, and sometimes it's like listening to heavenly books.

Seeing that Lu Yichen was really thinking about it seriously, Xiaomeng said again: "Brother Chen, didn't you say that the fastest way to speak is to integrate into the life of the locals, which is much easier?" Now that you are in Lingu Village every day, you should study hard and stop speaking Mandarin. If you don't understand, just ask us, it's faster to learn. It's like when we learn Cantonese, oh no, Cantonese is so easy that we don't have to learn it, and we can understand most of it. Well, though, you have to start with swearing. ”

As soon as Xiaomeng reminded him, Lu Yichen really discovered that there are really many dialects in Lingu Village that have the same pronunciation and the same meaning as Cantonese.

"Let's start moving home after washing, I'll have to help later, and tonight's reunion dinner must be prepared in advance." In the past few days since Lu Meizhi came back, he has not become comfortable because it is the New Year, and even when he is sick, he has been procrastinating.

Listening to Lu Meizhi's order, he made several trips back and forth before moving things to the yard to dry. The yard is full of sun-dried things, clothes, quilts, and bench furniture that has been washed. The snow was also swept into piles, and it was made into a simple and dirty snowman by Xiaomeng and Lu Yichen.

At lunchtime, Xie Changsong and the little fat man came back. It's just that they're busy when they come back. Xie Changsong pushed Lu Qiang out for a walk again, and the little fat man was pulled by Lu Yichen and ran out half-pushed.

Lu Yichen was very helpless, he could fight to get rid of the little fat man, but he knew that the little fat man still hated himself now. Because Lu Qinghe once saved himself, the little fat man always remembered.

Sure enough, Lu Yichen was taken by the little fat man to the river, found a place where no one could see the flat ground, and jumped down. Facing Lu Yichen, he stretched out his fat hand and claw, and 'beaten' Lu Yichen violently. The little fat man is still very measured, but when he punched Lu Yichen for the first time, he used all the strength of his body.

As a result, Lu Yichen didn't dodge or dodge, and with a punch, he directly hit the corner of his right mouth with blood, and it immediately became red and swollen.

"You. . . He. Mother. Why don't you hide? ”

The little fat man doesn't like to fight with people like Lao Wu, but he really has a grudge against Lu Yichen for many years. I threatened myself before, but today I have a rare opportunity, but this ghost man is stupid to death, and he actually received a punch from himself like that.

"Okay, you don't hide, do you? I know that you have a weak heart, and I will see that I will not kill you. Sure enough, the little fat man left all kinds of footprints and handprints on Lu Yichen's body. The clothes were crumpled and completely unrecognizable, but the hair was meticulous and not in the slightest.

After receiving a punch from the little fat man, Lu Yichen said to the little fat man: "You can't hit someone in the face, you've already punched it." Also, you can't mess with my hair. ”

Then like a piece of wood, the little fat man was acting on himself in a drama-like manner, and he was going to do it.

The little fat man stood aside after the fight, panting tiredly: "Lu Yichen, you, get out of my way as far as you want, don't appear in front of my fourth sister." You scourge, do you still want to implicate her? When you come, it will not be good. ”

"I came to Lingu Village to repay my kindness, you dead fat man, don't talk nonsense. Let me tell you, I will come to Lingu Village every year in the future. Besides, I'm also from Lingu Village, so why can't I show up? I will never let Qingqing get hurt again. "There will be no harm, I will protect her.

"Bah, that's a nice thing to say. Then what is the matter with what you say to the fourth child? The little fat man spat at Lu Yichen again, his face full of disdain and contempt.

"That's just a stopgap measure." (To be continued.) )