Chen Chen looked at the two of them dumbfounded, what is this called, please do not have a relationship with someone casually, and they meet together called fate.

However, the two former strangers I met would actually be a family, which is incomprehensible.

Chen Chen looked at Anxi's extraordinary expression, the anger contained in the calm, and suddenly became happy, he smiled, "Anxi, Coach Anxi, there is something to say." ”

"There's nothing to say, Brother Loss still remembers that there is something good to look for you, but I didn't expect that you would be with my little sister behind my back." Anthy's eyes flashed, what a pair of dog men and women, no, this is not scolding himself.

He omitted the following words, and said very lethal words, so don't say them yet, he waited for Chen Chen's explanation.

"Then I won't have anything to say, go back to your own house, let's go, Sister An." Chen Chen teased, and then pretended to be in and out of pairs with An Xiaohua, and returned home with wings and double flights.

An Xiaohua also glanced at Anxi very seriously, Anxi was stupid, chased after him to block the door, and suddenly bent his waist to An Xiaohua and said, "Little sister, he didn't treat you well, right?" ”

", I know you don't have good words." An Xiaohua was angry, and looked at this strong man very helplessly, "Also, I am your sister, not your little sister." ”

"Who said you weren't my little sister's, but I was the first to be picked up by the nurse." Anthy was very proud, and he was very grateful to the nurse for this.

Chen Chen looked at the pair of enemies and couldn't help but have a headache, Nima, would he actually meet a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses? This luck is very good, whether to buy a lottery ticket another day, he made up his mind, and he thinks that his luck will be very good.

In order to earn the name of a sister or a brother, the two almost fought, a strong man, a police flower, a strong man met a police flower, it was an occasion to get rid of a beautiful woman and the beast, the more Chen Chen watched it, the more exciting it became, and he didn't stop it, this fight was more real than the scene described in "Romance of the Dragon and Snake" written by himself.

Anxi was gradually forced to stop, after all, it was a family, he didn't dare to make a big move, otherwise it would inevitably hurt him, he was like this here, and An Xiaohua was even more here, this kid, although he had a bad mouth, but his mind was quite good.

So, he gradually stopped his hand, and at a glance he saw Chen Chen, who was smirking at them with relish, and couldn't help but feel angry and ridiculous.

"Xiao Chen, you haven't made it clear yet? How did you get together? Anxi asked, the thing in his hand actually didn't let go just now, this level really didn't cover.

Chen Chen couldn't help but describe the scene when they met, and then explained the matter of today's invitation, and then stared at Anxi Dao, "You, you don't believe your sister like this?" ”

"Poof, it's my little sister." Anxi hates that iron does not become steel, but when he heard Chen Chen's words, he was very happy, "No, you must not have eaten yet, now my brother will stir-fry for you." ”

"Do you need my help?" An Xiaohua doesn't care, this brown bear-like man still has a hand.

"The more you help, the more chaotic it gets." Anxi muttered, An Xiaohua flew straight and almost knocked down Sao Nian, who was walking to the kitchen, which was too annoying.

Anxi smiled, winked at Chen Chen and the others, and then went to cook.

When he came out, the meals were complete, Chen Chen and An Xiaohua were hungry, looking through the autumn water, and the wind and clouds were broken.

Anthy looked at the two of them widely, and then his big hands flew, fighting to the death like two starving ghosts.

In the end, the belly only lasted so much that it could no longer hold a grain of rice.

"Where have you been? Hungry like this? Anthy asked, touching her round belly.

"Don't mention it, I drank a few sips of wine, and I didn't finish my lunch at noon." An Xiaohua teased Chen Chen, Chen Chen smiled helplessly, and said, "It's not that you said you wouldn't eat, otherwise how could you be hungry?" ”

"Hmph, my sister didn't look at your wallet flat, otherwise, she would definitely eat you." An Xiaohua smiled, her eyes full of resentment.

Chen Chen was speechless and responded, "It's true that the wallet is flat, but I usually only swipe the card." ”

As soon as his words came out, An Xiaohua almost fell on the plate, "I confess that I have never been to Tianlong Hotel." ”

"Me too." Anthy followed.

Chen Chen was suddenly shocked, "Actually, I've been there twice. ”

"Local tyrant, let's be friends." The Anxi brothers and sisters said one after the other, but their words were particularly piercing when they heard Chen Chen's ears, for a meal, as for it?

However, looking at their expressions, Chen Chen still agreed without hesitation, they have long been his friends, so why not treat them to a banquet?

However, the consequences of his promise were also beneficial, they took the initiative to contract the after-dinner things, and he crossed Erlang's legs like a landlord, watched hit dramas, drank tea water, and was just one cigarette away from beating the gods.

By the time they left, it was already nightfall, and the moon was in the west building.

Chen Chen sat down completely and reflected on what happened today.

Like, he's going to be famous, right?

However, he doesn't care, fame, it's just a matter of external affairs, and now he is just a inheritor, and it is excellent to present those classic works.

However, some people care about the things he doesn't care about, and some people look forward to the things he doesn't expect.

And those people, right and wrong, good and bad, have different opinions.

"Good, good." In a luxurious study, an old man leans back on a rocking chair in his pajamas.

There are several screens around, and behind the screens, there are several large bookshelves.

If you look closely, the screens are full of famous literati and ink writers of various dynasties, scolding Fang Xuan.

It seems to be directing something, and all the characters are vivid, and the most striking thing is that they are all staring in one direction, which is the sky outside the house.

It is profound, atmospheric, majestic, mixed with the great memoraries of various dynasties, and full of literary flavor.

There is also a strong ancient rhyme, hidden deep in it.

And this old man is none other than Tang Mulian's grandfather, the old man Tang Liancheng who recommended Chen Chen's poem "Farewell to the Bridge".

At this time, the old man applauded again and again, and in his hand he was holding two pieces of paper, the pieces of paper were red, and there was a hint of fragrance, obviously a girl.

However, he didn't care at all, it seemed that these two pieces of red paper were very precious, Tang Mu smiled and said, "Grandpa, how about it, these two poems I wrote are good." ”

"It's okay, it's just that compared with Li Qingzhao, it's too much worse." Tang Liancheng laughed and said.

"I'm not ashamed to be old, how can I let my granddaughter compare with an ancient literary master." Tang Mulian secretly hated the abdominal wall, this old man, only then affirmed himself, gave a sweet date to eat, and immediately hit back the prototype, it is better not to say.

I also blamed myself, I felt a surge of inspiration for a while, and wrote two poems one after another, and I felt very satisfied, so I showed Tang Liancheng it, but I didn't expect that I waited for more than ten minutes at once, and I didn't see the old man give an answer.

She just stayed by the old man's side with nothing to do, and wanted to leave, but she didn't expect the old man to speak all of a sudden, and she couldn't help but stand still.

It was only at this moment that she listened carefully to the old man's evaluation and counted the quality of her poems.

"Your song "Osmanthus Acacia Tree" has a very good artistic conception, the moonlight and autumn wind are written very vividly, setting off the loneliness and loneliness, and being in the situation, as if you are a lonely person, looking forward to it, that kind of state of mind, it feels very real."

Tang Liancheng said word by word, his forehead nodded again and again, he was very satisfied with his granddaughter, especially when he saw the second song, his eyes were even brighter.

"The Moon is Full in the West Building", as if an extremely beautiful music is playing gently, giving people a sense of picture, especially the artistic conception implied by the West Building, like a girl waiting for her husband, like a song and crying, with the passage of time, and lonely for a lifetime."

"Yes, yes." Tang Liancheng said with a smile, and then looked at Tang Mu, who was very embarrassed, and said, "Don't be complacent, you take the two pieces of paper on my bookshelf." ”

Tang Mulian was puzzled, but he still went to the bookshelf to get it, Tang Liancheng stretched out his hand to open it, and then, Tang Mulian saw two poems written with a brush.

It's so sloppy, it's so wild.

This was Tang Mulian's first impression.

"What's this about? Why can't I read it? Tang Mulian frowned.

Tang Liancheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Let you learn more about calligraphy, you still don't listen, it's okay now, tsk, no culture, it's terrible." ”

Tang Mulian grabbed Tang Liancheng's only few beards and said, "Say it quickly, otherwise, I will pluck out your few white hairs." ”

Tang Liancheng begged for mercy, Tang Mulian was very proud, "No matter how cultured you are, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and no matter how deep your literature is, you are afraid of flooding." ”

Tang Liancheng pointed at Tang Mulian, so angry that he wanted to cry without tears, he couldn't cry or laugh, and then said, "This was handed over to me by Peng Qing in the evening for me to look at." ”

"What, he's here again? Why is this person so thick-skinned? Tang Mulian said angrily, "Do you really think this place is like your own home?" ”

"Okay, didn't grandpa keep him?" Tang Liancheng said with a smile, "I have a relationship with his grandfather, and it is reasonable for him to come, besides, except for his body that is a little fat and round, the others are also very good." ”

"That's when you only see the surface." Tang Mulian shot back, his impression of Peng Qing was really not very good.

"Alright, now, let's take a look at the two poems he left behind." Tang Liancheng looked at the girl with pouting lips, and couldn't help but shake her head, it seems that she has a very bad impression of Peng Qing, and she simply doesn't think about it anymore, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and their affairs are up to them.

"What he left behind? Did he write it himself? Tang Mulian asked.

He didn't say it, but it seemed like it was his. Tang Liancheng smiled bitterly, "This kid is also chattering all day long, and I don't know what he is doing all day, but the two poems he wrote are not bad, and I feel much better than what he wrote before." ”

"It's him, then, grandpa, I'll throw these two poems away." Tang Mulian said with a grin.