Zhao Huchen found a brush and ink, but it looked a little shriveled because it had not been used for a long time.

The old man Nalan didn't care, took the brush, and didn't need the inkstone, so he dipped the brush deep into the ink box, spread the rice paper, and didn't see how the old man splashed ink at all.

It's not a word, it's a painting.

With the defeat that Zhao Huchen left on the rice paper, a blooming peony was blurred as the center, and that bit of ink became the stamen of the peony, which was extremely expressive.

Zhao Huchen stood by and watched respectfully during the whole process, from the first stroke of the old man to the last pen, all in one go.

The old man put away the pen and stood aside, Zhao Huchen looked at it intently, a pair of eight-character small couplets, the book "has the four seas" and the book "the only bunch of books", leaving a touch of extremely expressive black extended, a blooming black peony is all over the body, although the words and paintings do not look very coordinated because of the newer ink, but it is better than a touch of aura to force people's hearts.

"Good drawing." Zhao Huchen said sincerely, there is no element of sycophancy.

The old man laughed, put down the brush, turned his head to look at Rouge, and said, "Is Rouge ready?" ”

Rouge was carrying his small bag, and when he heard this, he hurriedly dropped the small bag and ran to grab Zhao Huchen's arm, and his head was buried in Zhao Huchen and refused to raise his head again.

Zhao Huchen squatted down, straightened Rouge's body as soft as nephrite, and said softly: "Does Rouge remember what he said to his uncle that day?" Let my uncle endure it, and put up with it again? ”

Rouge nodded, and inhaled hard, choking.

"That uncle also said a word to Rouge, endure it, endure it again, endure it for a few years to be able to be honest and benevolent, Rouge's father is a great hero, uncle and father don't want Rouge to become an inconspicuous grain in the sea, so uncle hopes that Rouge can endure it, endure it again, endure loneliness to get ahead, do you know the story of the idiom of blockbuster?" Zhao Huchen gently gathered the messy soft hair ends in front of Rouge's forehead, and his warm voice carried a warmth that no one knew.

"Yes." Rouge's throat was mush, but the sensible child tried to suck his little nose so as not to cry.

"I didn't fly for three years, I soared into the sky, I didn't sing for three years, I was a blockbuster. Uncle is forbearing, Rouge also has to know how to be patient, let's wait together, uncle waits for Rouge to return from learning, Rouge is waiting for Uncle Bo's sixty years of glory, okay? Zhao Huchen chuckled.

Rouge nodded diligently.

Downstairs, Zhao Huchen stood next to Su Meiniang, looking at the old man Nalan holding Rouge outside, the little rouge walked one step and three times, and the small body was still carrying a bag full of her own clothes, she didn't let the old man Nalan help her, but chose to carry it on her own, she remembered that her father and uncle had told her that a person should have his own responsibilities, and he should also have his own responsibilities on his shoulders, so that such a person would not be vain in life, and would not make the people around him feel tired.

Zhao Huchen stood in place, ruthlessly not responding to the rouge that waved at him, and the pair of brows wrinkled into a river.

This time, this sensible child made his heart soften too much, and he wanted to leave at this time, although he knew that it was for her good, but he couldn't be happy, who would be willing to let such a sensible and well-behaved child go away? She should be a princess who is held in the palm of her hand and cared for, but her fate has made this child have to learn to be strong and ignorant of her peers.

Until Rouge's body disappeared at the gate of the community, until Su Meiniang turned around to say something, Zhao Huchen seemed to think of something, and suddenly pulled his legs and ran wildly.

Zhao Huchen rushed to the gate of the community with a speed of 100 meters of sprint, and happened to see the old man Nalan holding Rouge standing next to a taxi, and when he saw Zhao Huchen running out, Rouge suddenly threw down the small bag and let go of the old man's hand Nalan opened his hands and pounced, and the little face was full of tears at some point.

When he saw the tear-stained face, Zhao Huchen's heart that was beating rapidly because of the strenuous exercise was pinched fiercely, and in that moment, he really had the idea of leaving rouge.

Squatted down, hugged Rouge fiercely, and let the child lie on his shoulder and cry silently, Rouge's small hands hugged Zhao Huchen's neck, and his nails were pinched into Zhao Huchen's flesh, Zhao Huchen felt that his ears and cheeks were moist, which were clearly children's tears.

"Rouge, let go of uncle." Zhao Huchen cast an apologetic look at the old man Nalan and whispered to Rouge.

Rouge really obediently let go of Zhao Huchen's neck, stood in Zhao Huchen's arms, and cried sadly, but he didn't make a sound, and the silent choking made Zhao Huchen feel that he was a sinner.

"Rouge is waiting, uncle will be back soon." Zhao Huchen gritted his teeth and said, stood up and ran in the opposite direction after speaking.

After a while, Zhao Huchen ran back again, his already weak body could not withstand such a heavy load, and his originally pale face was even more bloodless, although he sprinted quickly, his hand holding a delicate box was always steady.

On closer inspection, it turned out to be a cake box.

Zhao Huchen ran to Rouge, knelt on one knee on the ground, wiped off the face that Rouge couldn't wipe at all, handed the cake in his hand to Rouge's hand, the corners of his mouth tugged, as if he wanted to laugh and say something, but the violent panting made him have no room to speak at all.

"Uncle, Rouge understands, Rouge will learn obediently." Rouge wiped the tears on her white face with the back of her hand, and tried not to cry, although her immature voice was always choked and she couldn't cry.

Zhao Huchen nodded with satisfaction, slowly stood up, and felt dizzy, he forced himself to hold the rouge and walked towards the old man Nalan step by step.

Zhao Huchen put Rouge's hand into the hands of the old man Nalan, and said sincerely: "Old fairy, although Rouge this child is not my own, but there is always some time to follow me, I love her and love her, I originally planned to let her stay by my side to grow up, but now the old fairy of Nalan is willing to accept her as an apprentice, that is the blessing she cultivated in her previous life, I was not qualified to say anything, but I still asked the old man Nalan to teach her fiercely, this child is well-behaved, and he will definitely be able to listen to the old man's words, if not, please let the old man just teach her, Her father gave me this child, and I could tell you on her father's behalf, that if she makes you angry, don't let it go, but teach it a lesson. Also, this child likes to eat cakes, if you can, please ask the old man Nalan to buy a cake for her to eat every now and then, she is well-behaved and sensible, and rarely takes the initiative to ask for something, but it is because of this that it makes people feel distressed, and it is cheeky to ask you to meet the child's few requirements. March 18 of each year is the birth of this child, please buy a big cake for this child on this day anyway, this is what I promised her, promised her father, since I am incompetent can not give this child a birth on March 18 every year, please the old fairy you bear more, please. ”

After Zhao Huchen finished speaking, he stood in place and bowed deeply to the old man Nalan, this old man did not avoid it, and waited for Zhao Huchen to finish his line before nodding his head, "Okay, I promise you." ”

The rouge on the side had already cried into a tearful person.

Accustomed to seeing more joys and sorrows and vicissitudes of life, the old man couldn't help but feel sad at this time, so that he felt that he had become a villain who broke up people's homes.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the old man Nalan who was moved moved into the car first, Zhao Huchen stood in place and personally sent the rouge who refused to get into the car with the car door and got into the car, the child cried heartbreakingly, this heart tore Zhao Huchen's heart, and it was Zhao Huchen's lungs.

Ruthless, gritted his teeth, closed the car door, the door slammed shut, the rouge inside also realized something, the cry was even more poignant, Zhao Huchen stood in place like a javelin, watching the taxi carry the child away.

On the back window, Rouge's little face lying on the window seemed to cry into tears, and his little hand propped up on the car window and looked at Zhao Huchen hard, wanting to keep in mind the figure that was becoming more and more humble and strong in the world, and the face that was deeply warm and reassuring in the deepest part of his heart, tears blurred his vision, and he couldn't stop crying, and the listener was sad, Mo said that the old man Nalan, even the driver who drove the car couldn't help but take a breath with a trill, this kid.

Zhao Huchen's back is desolate, reflecting the bustling flow of people, not only does the popularity not erase the sadness but adds a bit of desolation, Zhao Huchen has lived in a mansion and driven a famous car, and he has almost asked for her white and tender body several times by holding a woman like Yang Caiwei, but he has never received the awe and respect in anyone's eyes, is he tired of living? This question is a bit hypocritical, but it is also realistic and cruel, Zhao Huchen lives tired, very tired, very tired, just like he is now sprinting rapidly I don't know how many meters of body, so tired that the brain is dizzy and the blood seems to be unable to rush into the brain, but he must stand up, he knows that since Chen Taiji's death, the small world of Rouge has lost its pillar, Zhao Huchen must stand up, no matter how difficult it is to be tired and hard, not for others, for rouge, to hold up that small sky, others or disdain or scold, or disdain or sneer, And in the world of rouge, he will always be that giant, a giant who stands up to the sky.

I don't know when, Su Meiniang stood behind him, or half of the process fell in Su Meiniang's eyes, this woman who was blinded by the world and was the first to be unwilling to put down the butcher's knife at this time also had a little softness in her heart, stretched out her hand, but finally took it back, stood lightly beside Zhao Huchen, looked at the direction where the taxi disappeared for a long time, and said softly: "Live well, give that child an example, live like a person, your grandfather is watching in the sky, and the child is waiting in the distance, I believe you. ”

(To be continued)