Chapter 115 Danqing Wonderful Pen

Lin Bao didn't answer, just sneered, revealing a look of yourself weighing it yourself.

got up and stood up, followed behind Kang Jiuxiang's buttocks, who had washed the dishes, and both went into the stove, one began to light the fire, and the other began to cook. I still use an earthen stove, the kind that burns firewood.

Lin Zixian was left alone to watch the afterglow of the sunset, a little depressed.

Dinner was sumptuous, the kind of hearty with big fish and big meat, country specialty. Kang Jiuxiang's home-cooked skills are also passable, and he is also very enthusiastic about Lin Zixian, constantly putting vegetables in his bowl, beckoning him to eat more, a bit of a hostess.

Lin Zi was happy and flattered, but his eyes were always a little strange to see Lin Bao's reaction, and the old guy was very leisurely.

Of course, there is another reason for Kang Jiuxiang's enthusiasm, because I heard that Lin Zixian is in the East China Sea, and it happens that her daughter is studying in the East China Sea. Lin Bao also spoke, "You kid have time to go and see if they need help." ”

Lin Zixian smirked at Kang Jiuxiang and agreed, so Kang Jiuxiang enthusiastically added a piece of chicken leg to his bowl.

After dinner, the three of them chatted while watching TV, Lin Bao basically didn't speak, Kang Jiuxiang kept asking, asking about the situation in the East China Sea, and it could be seen that he was very concerned about his daughter's living environment. The muscles on Lin Zixian's face were about to stiffen with laughter, and he replied seriously.

chatted until the middle of the night, Kang Jiuxiang was still unsatisfied, and in the end, Lin Bao made a decision and dragged her into the room, Lin Zixian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly hid back in the house to sleep.

Who knows, it didn't take long for the sound of fierce fighting in the next room to hear the sound of fierce battles, the quiet in the mountains, and the sound insulation of the house was not good, and the movement at night could be heard very clearly. Lin Zixian was speechless, thinking that the old guy was too shameless, and he didn't know the convergence point when a guest came.

After an hour or two, the unbearable sound died down, and Lin Zixian was finally able to sleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, Lin Zixian got up and came outside the house, he was stunned.

I saw Kang Jiuxiang standing under the old tree with a ruddy face, posing motionless, his complexion was very good, and it was estimated that it was inseparable from Lin Bao's moisturizing method.

And Lin Bao stood in front of a wooden table, carrying a brush and splashing ink, Lin Zi leaned over to take a look, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

I saw Lin Bao's pen walking dragon snake, the tip of the pen bounced lightly, smoothly swayed, almost without any pause, a picture of a lady in the blink of an eye, Kang Jiuxiang in the painting is like a goddess of Wushan, almost jumped out. In particular, Lin Bao gave the artistic conception in the painting, painting a mediocrely Kang Jiuxiang as a fairy, and even giving the old trees behind Kang Jiuxiang and the mountains in the distance a dream

After finishing the painting, he quickly picked up the pen and inscribed the year, month and day of painting in the lower corner in the form of the dry branch of the lunar calendar, but did not leave a name.

After putting down the pen, Lin Bao picked up the painting and blew the ink, and said with a smile: "The painting is finished, come over and see how the painting goes." ”

Kang Jiuxiang put down his posture, only to find that Lin Zixian was also watching from the side, and suddenly Xia Fei's cheeks were a little embarrassed. However, after walking and seeing the painting in Lin Bao's hand, his eyes bloomed with brilliance, and he seemed to be a little unable to believe that he was painting it.

He glanced at Lin Bao affectionately, a little watery and sticky, touched his cheek, and asked weakly, "Is it me who painted it?" How can I be so beautiful. ”

"Of course it's you, it was originally drawn against you, and you yourself are much better looking than the one in the painting." Lin Bao said very seriously. He handed over the painting to her, picked up a pen and pulled a piece of paper and asked, "Chu Yun's address is reported." ”

Kang Jiuxiang hurriedly reported her daughter Chu Yun's school address and class, and the tip of the pen in Lin Bao's hand jumped, and he wrote it in one go. put down the pen, picked up a blow of ink, took the painting in Kang Jiuxiang's hand, and handed it to Lin Zixian together: "After seeing Aunt Kang's daughter, give this painting to her, and it will be regarded as her ** photo." ”

"If you don't leave the painting, I'll go to the town and take a photo," Kang Jiuxiang said reluctantly, looking at the painting.

To tell the truth, she was completely conquered by this painting, and really wanted to keep this painting and take it out from time to time to see what she was like in her dreams. Lin Bao's painting gave her a feeling that was more beautiful than a dream, and she was reluctant

"Okay, that girl hasn't been back for two years, send a painting to her, it's more memorable." Lin Bao looked at her and said with a mocking face: "Isn't it just a painting, the people who paint are all by your side, as long as you serve well at night, don't say one, ten hundred pictures are a casual thing." ”

"It's not in shape." Kang Jiuxiang said angrily, but she didn't talk about taking pictures anymore, and said to Lin Zi with a casual smile: "Xiaolin, I'm sorry for you." ”

"It's okay, it's a matter of the way." Lin Zixian took the painting and said with a smile.

"Your uncle said that he had something to talk to you, so I won't bother you, I'll go to town to greet the business in the store. There is breakfast in the kitchen pot, let your uncle make it for you, and wait for me to get dinner when I come back. After Kang Jiuxiang briefly explained, he went down the mountain.

After watching her leave with the carriage from the courtyard under the mountain, Lin Zixian unfolded the ink painting in his hand again, shook his head and said: "Old man, you are too ruthless, using this technique to pick up girls, it is a big killer, no wonder the first beauty in Kangzhen has been soaked by you." ”

"Pickled girl?" Lin Bao was stunned, and after reacting, he said in a loud voice: "That's, it's not the first beauty in Kangzhen, I don't soak yet, and I don't see who your master is." Who wouldn't do the thing of spending money to pick up girls? Whoever is given money, anyone can do it. But that's not called a pickle girl, that's called a play girl, like your master and me, with real skills, it's really called a pickle girl. ”

"I'm not ashamed." Lin Zi glanced at the things in his hand and said: "But this painting, it seems that the painting is okay, I really can't see it, you still have this hand." ”

"Put things away and find them in the kitchen if you want to eat." Lin Bao said as he put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and moved back to the house with the table.

Lin Zixian dried the ink in the wind, rolled it up and went back to the room and put it in his bag ().

After washing, go to the kitchen to remove the lid of the stove, there is boiled white rice porridge in the pot, and there are boiled eggs and salted duck eggs on the side, as well as some side dishes. I found a bowl and chopsticks and filled something casually, and as soon as I took the bowl outside, I heard a heroic erhu sound.

Following the sound, Lin Bao didn't know when he ran to the branch of an ancient tree, sat cross-legged, looked at the reckless mountains in the distance, and played the erhu frame impassionedly on his legs, which was very different from the usual sparse pull.

Lin Zixian took the porridge and squatted under the tree to drink it slowly.

The erhu sound on the tree became more and more intense, the pride and desolation gradually became entangled and rolled together, a gust of mountain wind blew, and Lin Bao's heroic voice echoed with the erhu sound: "The clouds gather and scatter the smoke and fall, looking at the eternal sea, who do you say is chivalrous, who is chivalrous and who is chivalrous and sonor." The feelings are always in love and hate, and the iron bones and steel knives dance uprightly. There is a way that is full of blood, he rewards his confidant, that thousand cups of wine he sacrifices to the sky, right and wrong in the world, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, ups and downs, sorrows, joys and sorrows are endless, only the loyal liver and righteous gall, only the loyal liver and righteous gall, he moved the heavens and the earth......"

Lin Zi, who was squatting under the tree and drinking porridge, was stunned, and slowly looked up at the old guy sitting cross-legged on the tree and pulling the erhu, as if he didn't know him anymore. He had never seen him sing so impassionedly, his face was full of vicissitudes and heroism, and the glint in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

Lin Zixian faintly felt that the old man called him this time, and he might have to say something extraordinary, because at this time, the old man expressed the passionate song hidden in his heart, and the song was ......

"Yin and yang, good and evil, look at the rivers and mountains of all generations, who is composing heroes, composing heroic centuries. The rivers and lakes come and go, and the tenderness does not give up. There is a way to keep his promise that he values love and righteousness, that thin fame and fame he is light and profitable, you and I hold hands to look at the red dust and tears in the vast world, and walk thousands of miles with a whip in the sky, only leaving Dan's heart and chivalrous bones, oh chivalrous bones and Dan's heart, he moved the heavens and the earth......"

After Lin Zixian drank the porridge silently, he ran to the mountain stream and washed the dishes and chopsticks and came back, Lin Bao was still singing to himself over and over again, I don't know where so much sentimentality came from today to vent ().

It wasn't until the rising sun bloomed that ten thousand golden rays illuminated the vast land, and the sound of the erhu stopped in the dark throat, and Lin Bao on the branch turned over and floated to the ground, carrying the erhu back to the house.

When I came out again, my steps were light, like stepping on clouds. He took three sticks of incense in his hand and a bottle of liquor.

When he walked under the tree, the liquor was handed to Lin Zixian. Lin Zixian directly picked off the cap of the wine bottle that had not been opened, and stood silently beside Lin Bao, standing solemnly.

The three sticks of incense were all in Lin Bao's hands, only to see Lin Bao's thumb and index finger pinch the three incense sticks and twist them, and immediately saw the cigarette smoke, and the three incense sticks were lit by him empty-handed, and the fire on the incense head was dim.

Then I saw him wave his hand, 'aggressive' three times, and the three incense sticks were neatly inserted on the ground under the big tree. Stretching out his hand to the side, Lin Zixian gave him the wine bottle with both hands.

Lin Bao raised his head and took a sip, then handed it to Lin Zixian, and Lin Zixian poured a sip of white wine like him. The wine bottle returned to Lin Bao's hand, and the clear white wine poured out of the bottle, Lin Bao took the wine bottle and swayed around the three incense sticks, and the empty wine bottle was thrown into the distance by him 'whoosh'.

For a time, the flat ground halfway up the mountain was filled with the aroma of wine.

The two masters and apprentices stood on the edge of the mountain one after the other, Lin Bao stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently: "I heard Qiao Antian say that the Four Seas Gang and the Qinglong Gang want to attack the Minghua Group?" ”

"Uh...... Joan told you about this? Lin Zi was stunned, and said with a suspicious face: "Did you call me here for this?" ”

Lin Bao didn't say anything explicitly, just snorted coldly, looked into the distance with his hands, and said proudly: "There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys are overlords." They are so bold that they dare to move me on my head. If it weren't for the fact that they still inherited the inheritance of the Green Gang, I would have gone out of the mountain to sweep them away. ”

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