"The girl plays a good piano, and it's all ancient songs, unlike the kind of piano sound that is played on TV now, it has no charm at all, it's all incomplete scores, and only a thousand-year-old family can pass it on, she also gave me a dog, look at what you look like, it's not real, it's made of wood, it's no different from the real thing, it's just easy to take care of, let me take it back to play,"

The old lady showed off a puppy from the bag, groped in her mouth for a while, pressed a button, and with a bang, the dog instantly became bigger, a cute Samoyed stood in front of everyone, the old lady barked, Xiaoxue, the dog obediently came to her and pretended to be tender and coquettish, the old lady took out a wooden bone from the bag again, and gently threw it out, Samoyed chased over happily and bit happily, and then puffed over to offer treasure to the old lady,

The children were stunned, looking at the children with disdain, "What do you know, didn't Zhuge Liang also make wooden oxen and flowing horses during the Three Kingdoms, Xiao Qi said, the same thing, carving insect skills, not a striking skill, she said, make a talking macaw another day and send me to play,"

The old lady proudly showed off to her children, alas, her mother is really getting more and more childish, so it's okay, it's good to live a healthy and happy life, and the children are content, it's not early, and the old lady is impatient to deal with them, urging her to go back quickly, don't be an eyesore in front of her, and the three of them left helplessly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When I came back from the morning workout, I met Grandma Dai at the door, saw that she was wearing a milky white practice uniform, and turned around and followed her back to the grove behind the house, where she boxed every day, and handed her the first scene of "Seven Birds Play", which was founded by the ancestor of the Qingcheng faction, which is very suitable for the elderly.

Looking at the old man's learning, tell her the name of this set of boxing, she is only the first play now, a total of seven plays, the first play to play the feeling and then teach her the next play, the old man is happy to study seriously, not for the sake of longevity, but for fun, she feels that this boxing method is fluttering, over and over again, more and more comfortable, so that she can't stop, if you want to hurry, it feels like the heat is about the same, Jing Yunzhen asked her to go home to wash and change dry clothes, and then come home to find her, the old man left happily.

After returning home and meditating, she changed into her practice clothes, and waited for Grandma Dai to have breakfast together, last night she instructed Liu's mother to boil some snow lotus porridge, and the old lady drank the fragrant white porridge, and asked curiously how to make it, so delicious, she explained lightly, concocted the snow lotus, cut it into small particles, boiled it slowly, and fully integrated the snow lotus into the rice porridge, her mother, the eldest princess's favorite porridge in her previous life, said that it was a secret recipe of the palace, and it would be better to add bird's nest, just take out the top royal bird's nest in her hand It will be very eye-catching, Therefore, just put the snow lotus, and the old lady ate two bowls with a big appetite, afraid that her stomach would not be able to bear it, so she asked Liu's mother to make a cup of aged Pu'er.

The two came to the rooftop, looking at the lush Yaopu, the old lady asked questions, she patiently explained to her, aroused the interest of Grandma Dai, and had to pester her to explain the purpose one by one, the old student listened very seriously, and took her into the study at nine o'clock, her private territory, where Liu's mother did not come in, the old lady looked at a wide carved wooden table, circle chair, she didn't know what material, just felt a fragrance, the four treasures of the study were neatly placed, including the pen wash pen holder pen grid, All the white porcelain boutiques of the Tang Dynasty, the round low flower stand of the same material on one side of the desk, on which a large white porcelain flower pot is placed, and a cluster of white peonies inside is delicate.

Emerald green two paperweights, the best imperial green, how much is this worth, she has seen good things, will not treat this crystal clear paperweight as glass, is placed there with a thick atmosphere of history, blue and white porcelain large painting jar full of danqing, the corner of the big platform neatly stacked calligraphy works, very novel past view, cursive, official script, regular script and she has seen others collect the ancient calligraphy of everyone's works are no different,

"Girl, can I choose a few words and take them back, oh, and Danqing, I like them all,"

Jing Yunzhen nodded, let her look at the pair at will and take it away, saying that she spread out the rice paper, put the paperweight away, turned around to the cabinet behind and took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out the water inside into the white porcelain inkstone of the Tang Dynasty, took the ink indigo and gently grinded it, and after a while, the taste mixed with the aroma was spread out, cursive, official script, regular script, until the ink was clean, and wrote more than a dozen articles in the Book of Poetry in one go, such as Ge Tan, Tao Yao, Han Guang, etc., in the previous life, he was forced to practice calligraphy when he was a child, and later he wrote to commemorate his family, and now he likes to write, If you don't write a few pictures every day, you always feel that something is missing, and the habit is really an addiction that can't be broken.