Chapter 1 The Divine Pen Comes Out
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"Annoying! My two grandchildren revolve around me all day long, and I can't be quiet for a minute. ”
"Stop, stop, old horse, it's cheap, your daughter-in-law gave birth to a pair of twins, who doesn't know that your big teeth are losing two of your big teeth when you laugh, and you are still annoying, who believes it?"
"But then again, when there are children at home, it is lively, the treasure of the whole family! My little grandson is also a thief, and now he is only two years old and can sing nursery rhymes, and he can reach out and ask for money to buy lollipops. ”
"Yes! Although the little guy loves to cry, but don't be hypocritical, do you dare to say that you are not happy to see your grandson? ”
“……”
"Old Han! Our brothers have all hugged their grandchildren, and you're left alone, so you have to hurry! ”
"I heard that your Xiaotao has a girlfriend? If you want me to say, after Xiaotao graduates, you will quickly end his marriage, so that you can also worry about it, right? I will be able to hold a big grandson next year. ”
"Young people now! If you don't urge them to get married, you may not know how long it will take. ”
"Yes! We are all from the past, we can't let their temperament be, and only with a daughter-in-law and children can we tie their hearts. ”
“……”
The sound of the house came into Han Tao's ears, and Han Tao, who was sitting by the window with a briquette stove, shook his head with a wry smile.
It's over, and in the evening Dad is going to do ideological work for himself again.
If the father knew that his prospective daughter-in-law had already kicked his son, he would probably have to pick the broom again.
Han Tao's eyes had a few traces of unspeakable pain in his eyes, and his gaze fell through the glass window on the thick jujube tree in the yard, there had just been a heavy snowfall yesterday, and the thick snow pressed the dry branches down slightly, and the snow was as bright as white sugar.
The north wind blows, swirls in the small courtyard, rolls the snow on the branches, and the snow is like catkins and poplars.
Han Tao's eyes looked at the scattered snowflakes blown by the wind, but he was already out of the way.
It's as if I saw the scene of putting a scarf on her in the heavy snow.
As if I heard the whispers that I had said to her.
It seems to smell the scent of popcorn that she loves to eat.
As if remembering, they shouted together the vows of the alliance that they would never abandon for a lifetime.
That's the purest relationship......
Now that they have broken up, Han Tao has also cried and suffered, and the heart that still can't be let go of is already numb to pain.
When she said in a cold tone, let's break up! Han Tao didn't ask why, maybe he didn't want to know too much, or maybe he already knew a lot.
At first, there was hatred, but as time passed, it was no longer hateful.
When I grow up, I am no longer the boy who is ignorant, loves, impulsive, and never thinks deeply about problems.
"Xiao Tao, a few of your father's comrades-in-arms came to our house as guests, why don't you go to toast?"
At some point, Han Tao's mother, Chen Guiqin, pushed the door in, interrupting Han Tao's thoughts.
Han Tao retracted all his feelings and said to Chen Suqin: "I'll go over now." ”
Walking out of the house head-on, Han Tao couldn't help but shudder when he thought of facing the bitterness of several uncles later.
The guests who came to the house were all comrades-in-arms when my father was a soldier, and they would get together after the Spring Festival every year, chatting about family routines, and recalling the past.
In Han Dexiu's words, he had a lifelong friendship with these people, and Han Tao naturally didn't dare to slack off, otherwise, ...... Daddy's temper is not good.
There is a rule in Han Tao's hometown, whenever there is a guest at home, the younger generation must toast to the elders, you can not accompany you at the wine table, but the rules of toasting are unbreakable.
Han Tao knew all the people present, and there was no need for Han Dexiu to introduce them one by one.
After Han Tao entered the house, he had changed his smiling face, greeted several uncles warmly, and several guests were inevitably polite, and it was indispensable to praise Han Tao for growing taller and more handsome, and the topic of boasting turned to his girlfriend, Han Tao was afraid of this, and hurriedly grabbed the wine bottle and toasted.
Han Tao knew the amount of alcohol these people, and he could pour more if he could, and the meaning of not being able to drink was fine, although Han Dexiu was shouting on the side to pour more wine, as if these comrades-in-arms would not get drunk, but Han Tao couldn't do it.
Soon the circle of people was finished, but Han Dexiu was the only one left, Han Tao was not prepared to be extraordinarily gracious, and he poured twice as much as others.
"Dad, I respect you one." Han Tao picked up an almost full glass of liquor and handed it to ** Xiu.
Han Dexiu glared at Han Tao and scolded with a smile: "You stinky boy, why did you give me so much? Why are they all so little? ”
He was extremely unbalanced.
"Dad, a few uncles came to our house as guests, and you can't force other people's bars! Besides, it just snowed, the road was slippery, and if I drank too much, what should I do if I fell and touched it. Han Tao said as a matter of course.
"You're not afraid I'll get drunk?" Comrade Lao Han glared fiercely at his "uncompetitive" son.
"Dad, it's okay if you're drunk, you can sleep when you lie down." Han Tao watched the expression on Han Dexiu's face change continuously, and he didn't dare to laugh if he wanted to laugh, Dad! If you don't get drunk, after a few uncles are gone, can you promise not to talk about marrying a daughter-in-law with the strength of wine?
At this time, several comrades-in-arms interjected, "Yes! Old Han, you're still afraid of getting drunk in your own home! ”
"Old Han, drink it quickly! We're all done! ”
“……”
You say a word, I say a word, they all help Han Tao "kill relatives with righteousness", Han Dexiu said that his face turned red, he had spoken just now, when Han Tao poured wine, no one could shirk, he had to drink as much as he poured, soldiers! Do things with pleasure.
The purpose of saying these words was not to let Han Tao pour a few more wines, who knew that his son not only did not understand his intentions, but also was so lacking in heart, how could he not do anything to his own family!
"I'm really your father!" Han Dexiu's face was dark, his teeth were itchy with anger, and he finally drank the wine, very depressed.
Han Tao knew that if he didn't leave, he would be scolded, so he said goodbye to everyone, and fled out without waiting for Han Dexiu to speak.
Walking out of the door, the cold wind was blowing in his face, and the cold was pressing, Han Tao naturally put his hand in his pocket and stomped back to his room with small steps.
The small courtyard of Han Tao's house, sitting in the north and facing south, has five main rooms, and the two rooms in the west belong to Han Tao, because Han Tao rarely goes home when he is studying in college in the city, there are few pieces of furniture in the room, it is deserted and empty.
A girlfriend who has been dating for more than a year said that she broke up and broke up, without even an explanation, Han Tao hoped that it was a dream.
said that he would go home with him to see his parents during the Spring Festival holiday, and he was excited to pick her up at the station, but Han Tao was greeted with a sentence of "Let's break up!" That sentence was simply a murderous knife, mercilessly stabbing into Han Tao's heart.
Afterwards, Han Tao figured out a lot, but it was the realization he exchanged for his youth, what a heavy price!
More than a month has passed, and I still think of her, and my heart will be sore and painful.
Han Tao has loved painting since he was a child, and he majored in art in college, and there was a makeshift painting table in the room, and Han Tao sat down.
Bring a rectangular box to the front and open it, revealing a scroll of paintings.
I cleaned up the paper and pen on the painting table, and carefully opened the scroll, and a colorful landscape painting appeared.
Mountains, heavy mountains, stretching for a long time; The water, sparkling, reflects the green trees and green mountains, the mountains and rivers are connected, and the flowers and trees are together, which is beautiful.
This "Landscape Liuming Picture" was not painted by Han Tao, but for some reason he always felt that he painted it himself, and every time he saw this painting, he would have an extremely familiar illusion that the blood was connected, as if every stroke and every bit of color and ink in the painting was from his own hands, and that feeling was inexplicable.
The painting was obviously bought, but Han Tao was very sure that he didn't paint it himself, why did he have that illusion, he once felt that he was suffering from schizophrenia.
At a glance, it can be seen that "Landscape Liuming Tu" is a modern work, because the colors in the painting and the painting techniques are full of modern art, and it is not a famous painting with ancient characters, and when Han Tao bought it, he did not spend much money.
Han Tao has always felt that this painting is very magical, because every time he sees this painting, he will have a feeling of relaxation and joy, as if he has walked into the painting, in a new world, the sky is blue, the white clouds are dusty, as if he can hear the sound of flowing water, the chirping of birds, and see the small animals running happily in the lush forest, as if he is in the scene, smelling the rich fragrance of flowers, blowing a pleasant breeze.
The scenery is beautiful, the flowers are fragrant, the water is clear, and the wind is soft, like a paradise far away from the world.
Han Tao gently closed his eyes, his fingers moved slowly on the painting, every grass and tree in the painting has been deeply engraved in his mind, his mind followed the direction of the finger movement, slowly moving forward in the painting, breathing the fresh air, stepping on the soft grass, his heart was empty, as if out of the world.
"Shhh...... Ouch ......"
Suddenly, a tingling pain reached from the finger to the inside, as if it had been pricked by a needle.
Han Tao raised his arm like an electric shock, and looked at it, the index finger of his right hand was cut, and red blood came out, Han Tao was puzzled, how could the smooth scroll touched by his fingers be scratched.
couldn't help but look at the painting, and suddenly panicked, because the blood flowing from his fingers had already dripped on the painting, Han Tao hurriedly got up and found a clean cloth, this is his favorite painting, but he can't leave a stain on it!
Han Tao was nervous, but when he took the cloth and wanted to wipe off the drop of blood on the painting, an incredible scene happened, seeing with his own eyes the drop of blood on the painting, getting smaller and smaller, the color became lighter and lighter, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone, as if immersed in a sponge.
Han Tao stood on the spot, unable to understand what was going on, and had goosebumps on his body, this is not scientific!
What happened next can only be described by two words: weird, he saw it clearly, clearly, yes, something "grows" in the painting.
Looking at the brush that grew higher and higher in the painting, like mushrooms after the rain, Han Tao couldn't help but tremble, his eyes showed a thick panic, and his heart palpitated.
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