Lin Jinlou's eyelids jumped, and he said with a smile: "Speaking of Lanxiang Jushi" personally added tea to Lin Zhaoxiang, and said with a smile, "Xianglan always told me that Sensei admired your old man, and said that his grandfather's calligraphy and painting were among the best. As he spoke, he pulled the painting out of the tube and handed it over.

Lin Zhaoxiang squinted at Lin Jinlou, and snorted in his nose: "You don't flatter me with good words." I'm not blind, so how can she say that? As he spoke, he raised his hand and gave Lin Jinlou a slap on the back of the head, gritted his teeth and said, "I fainted when I met a woman!" You have suffered from this 'color' in your life, and you have repeatedly taught and not changed, and how many heels have been planted in women, and you have not become a weapon! The more he talked, the more he hated, and he knocked Lin Jinlou's leg as soon as he went down with his crutches.

Lin Jinlou only felt a hot pain on his legs, reached out and touched the back of his head, only to feel that he had no face, and his mouth was bitter, he had always been the only one who commanded and beat others, this time it made people train like a grandson, and then thought about it, he was really the grandson in front of him, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Lin Zhaoxiang had a dark face, snorted and pushed Lin Jinlou's hand away, stretched out his hand to pick up the painting, first unfolded the "Guanyin Map" and looked at it, put it aside, and then went to see the "Riverside Picture on a Snowy Night". Lin Jinlou peeked at it, only to see Lin Zhaoxiang's calm face at first, and then he was a little solemn, and when he saw the poem on the upper right side of the picture, he was a little surprised, and he was also a little moved, and then he pondered. Lin Jinlou came in a hurry, did not look carefully at the poems on the picture, and then stretched his neck to see clearly, but saw that Lin Zhaoxiang had covered the painting, put it aside, and took the tea bowl to drink tea, silent.

Lin Jinlou's heart fluttered, holding his breath and not daring to make a sound.

After a while, Lin Zhaoxiang put the tea bowl on the table, coughed, raised his hand, threw a stack of drama books in front of Lin Jinlou's eyes, and said: "Then the "Legend of the Lanxiang Layman" has spread all over the wine shops and tea stations. Tell me what you're doing it for. ”

"Why is Sun Er just a boring literati, I heard that Lan Xiang Jushi is a concubine of Sun Er, and he became a talking point for a while, and he came out after tea and dinner."

"Are you still shaking your ancestors?" Lin Zhaoxiang took the last volume, flipped a page casually, and pointed to a few sentences: "'The dream of the Chinese New Year has not withered, and it is difficult for the Qing merchants to suppress the remaining sorrows', 'Mo negative * light infinite things, the moon is also like that time, quietly shine on the Xie family', 'Mandarin duck pillow, say lovesickness, you must pity me and self-pity', although they are all rich words, they can be elegant in style and clever in novelty, but they are not ordinary boring literati and poor and sour talents. ”

Lin Jinlou glanced at his grandfather, the two looked at each other, and Lin Jinlou hurriedly laughed, as if he didn't understand. Lin Zhaoxiang couldn't help but think of Lin Jinlou when he was a child, every time he was greedy for fun and forgot his homework, and when he couldn't answer, he was this stupid and stunned appearance, he was angry and funny, and threw the play book into Lin Jinlou's arms, and said with a calm face: "Okay, okay, it's pretended, Hongxun has already confessed, you gave a lot of money in the play book and asked him to find a few splendid articles in the Hanlin Academy, written by the talented man of Lanzao." Hum! You're a good person, ah, let your sister-in-law do this. ”

Lin Jinlou already knew it in his heart, but he was afraid that he couldn't hide it, as soon as he heard this, he quickly saw the wind and steered, and said: "I'm also thinking, how many people died in the previous family, I coughed with the second uncle, and now the Lin family beckoned, seeing that we were all smiling, holding and saying New Year's greetings, I turned around and didn't know how ugly it was." This pandan, it's good anywhere, and it saved my life, this spreads, and the Lin family also has light, covering up those bad things, isn't it? ”

Lin Zhaoxiang lifted his eyelids: "Are you for this?" Still shaking the wit, what idea are you holding back, it's better to make it clear at this time. ”

When Lin Jinlou heard this, he looked at Lin Zhaoxiang's face and thought in his heart. He and Lin Zhaoxiang's temperament is most similar, and later his grandfather is getting older, the sea is ups and downs, and the edge of his body is in his heart, but the treasure knife is not old, Lin Jinlou is a little jealous, and compares his heart to his heart, feeling that it is not as good as telling the truth, but how to say it, but it has to be considered. After groaning for a long time, he raised his head, but seeing Lin Zhaoxiang's eyes burning, the words rolled in his throat twice, his face suddenly softened, and he said in a low voice: "Grandfather, now that my grandson has lived to this age, the rouge I have seen is like a carp crossing the river, but she is different from others, I really love her, and I am in my heart." ”

Lin Zhaoxiang stared at Lin Jinlou twice, and sneered: "How old are you?" ”

"Twenty-nine."

"Hmph, it turns out that you still know that you are about to be established, and you are not a hairy boy. What does it mean to be 'in the heart'? I thought you were just fierce and fierce, and sometimes your temperament exploded, which can be regarded as a carving, but I didn't expect you to be a child now, and I am ashamed of you! ”

Lin Jinlou lowered his head and remained silent.

"Talk? Dumb? ”

Lin Jinlou raised his head, his eyes were actually a little red, Lin Zhaoxiang was stunned for a moment, only to hear Lin Jinlou say in a low voice: "Grandfather, what I said is true, you said that I was earning my life for the family outside, and when I came back to the house, I wanted to have such a lovely person, guarding her, I felt cool and comfortable, and my heart was steady, and I even felt that I didn't have to make meritorious contributions, I didn't have to glorify the clan, I didn't have to be a great minister, I didn't have to splash the sky and wealth, I felt satisfied, I lost some ambitions, I think this is very good." ”

Lin Zhaoxiang never expected that the eldest grandson, who was smiling with himself on weekdays, and the domineering and ruthless eldest grandson would say such things to himself, his most distressed and important thing was this grandson, who he raised single-handedly, and now he saw the eldest grandson with his shoulders slumped, looking pitiful, knowing that this kid was playing a bitter love scene with him again, but in the end his heart softened, and he coughed lightly: "She is already a person in your house, and the whole family respects her, and no one has asked you to drive her out." ”

Lin Jinlou said: "Alas, grandfather, you see that she can write and draw, and she has done such open-minded things, you know that she is not an ordinary woman, how can she think the same as an idle woman, she said this, I am afraid that I will wronged her"

Lin Zhaoxiang couldn't help squinting when he heard this, carefully looked at Lin Jinlou's face twice, and said slowly: "What did you think?" ”

Lin Jinlou clenched his fists, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Geng Tonggui at the door say: "Back to the old lady, the second master is here." ”

Lin Zhaoxiang immediately lowered his face and said, "Let him in." He said to Lin Jinlou again: "I have something to say to your second uncle, you go first, and then come over." ”

Lin Jinlou had to agree, and when he went out, he met Lin Changmin, only to see his longevity golden hairpin tied with his hair, wearing a royal blue silver straight robe, and an indigo woven gold belt around his waist, lining a slightly black round face that was a little more energetic than in the past. Lin Jinlou immediately saluted, bowed slightly, and said, "Hello to the second uncle." ”

Lin Changmin was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Where are you here, please say hello to the old man?" ”

Lin Jinlou smiled.

Lin Changmin waved his hand: "Go, go, get busy." ”

"Nephew farewell."

Lin Changmin smacked his lips, looking at Lin Jinlou's back, he was jealous and envious. He looked at his nephew who grew up, and now he was a little in awe, and even a little stammering, which made him feel really uncomfortable.

The flowers bloom in two, one on each branch. Let's say Xianglan here, Gui Yuan sent a set of "The Biography of Orchid Layman", Xianglan sat under the window and looked through it one by one, only to see that the rhetoric was gorgeous, interesting and elegant, she was a slave since she was a child, encountered the evil master, saved her father as a concubine, the temple protector, etc., and even finally wrote out one by one on a snowy night on the riverside, a total of 12 folds of plays, which are true and false, hiding a lot of truth, and adding oil and vinegar to some accidents. Especially Lin Jinlou, in the play, he has changed from the master of Yin Wei to the infatuated Langjun, and the two of them are like loving mandarin ducks with flounder love. If Xianglan had seen such a distortion before, the book would have laughed, but now she just silently closed the book, held the play book in her arms, reached out to push open the window, and snuggled it with a stone lion. The wind poured into the room, still with a clear coldness, Xianglan looked at the new peaches blooming in the courtyard, took a deep breath, and felt all kinds of flavors welling up in her heart.

At this time, Lin Jinlou came back, Xianglan heard the movement, and hurriedly put a bean green half-arm on the playbook. Lin Jinlou was a little listless, he didn't see her small movements, and when he came in, he sat on the chaise longue and was stunned.

He understands that the old lady has the final say on all the affairs in the family, and now his status can not look at his grandfather's face, and he has thought about whether he will simply be the master, but after thinking about it, the top is the elder, and Xianglan will still be in the Lin family in the future, if she doesn't put the big Buddha in her eyes, Xianglan is afraid that she will be struggling in the future, and she will not be happy at home. Now Xianglan treats him warmer than before, but the two of them seem to be awkward in something, so he can't help but suffer from gains and losses. I thought that he was also the head of the Fengyue team who enjoyed flowers and willows, but he never thought that he would fall ill for a woman.

Originally, he felt that if he remarried in the future, he must be a famous lady, her mother's family is powerful, and her appearance is stronger than ordinary people. Now he has already understood that after returning from this catastrophe of life and death, he would rather wronged himself than live with Xianglan again, as long as the two of them can be together in the future, for a long time, and live in peace. When he thought of this, he was excited, as if he was about to go into battle to kill the enemy, and he was resolutely not afraid of the sword mountain and the sea of fire in front of him.

Xianglan stepped forward and brought Lin Jinlou a cup of tea, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" Lin Jinlou just came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Xianglan, and suddenly laughed. He was wearing a yellow coxton jacquard python sain dress today, tied with a woven gold belt and a jasper pendant, and his hair was tied with a hosta, looking at the abundance and handsomeness, and with the usual lazy description of the wealthy son, he stretched out his hand to pull her to him, looked at her with a smile for a long time, and then said: "You just have to rest assured, I'm very good, with me, we will both be fine." ”R1152