One old and one young asked and answered, and sometimes they had to discuss a question for a while, time passed minute by minute, and when Zhang Qingyi came to call them for dinner, Chunxiao was surprised to realize that she had chatted with the old man for nearly six hours!

During this period, neither she nor the old man drank water, and she did not feel thirsty when she talked happily, but at this time, her mouth was dry and her throat was a little sore.

The old man was the same, coughed lightly, and said to Na Chunxiao regretfully in a hoarse voice: "If only you could stay with my grandfather, my old man doesn't have to sigh all day long, and he can't even find a like-minded person." ”

"Grandpa, there are so many people in the family, and none of them are like-minded with you? If you can teach me patiently and promise not to train me for a day, I will definitely love to stay by your side and read and write with you. As soon as the old man's voice fell, Zhang Qingyi was not happy. As she spoke, she also glanced at Na Chunxiao.

Zhang Qingyi didn't like her, and she noticed it when she ate at noon. But think about it from another perspective, if she were Zhang Qingyi, she might not like her much. After all, Zhang Qingyi has always been the little princess of the Zhang family, even if the old man occasionally reprimands, he will not compare her with anyone. But at noon, the old man said more than once, "Look at how Chunxiao is", and whoever it is, he will feel uncomfortable.

The old man snorted and said noncommittally, "Okay, then we'll settle it." Tomorrow I won't discipline you, you can stay by my side for a day. ”

Zhang Qingyi's face collapsed immediately, but the water that was spilled out of the words was still splashed in front of Na Chunxiao, of course she would not regret it. With his head held high, he swore that he should come down and help the old man out of the study.

After dinner, Zhang Caiwei saw that the time was not early, so she opened her mouth to take Na Chunxiao away.

The old man was very reluctant, and despite the opposition of his family, he personally sent the spring dawn to the weeping flower gate.

When she took the car back to the villa, Zhang Caiwei asked Na Chunxiao with a smile: "What did your grandfather say to you in the afternoon?" I was very happy to see him. ”

Na Chunxiao didn't hide it, she told Zhang Caiwei about her interaction with the old man, and took out the notebook and pen that the old man gave her, "My handwriting is too ugly, I must practice behalf of the bus, and the next time I go to see him, he will check whether my handwriting has improved." ”

Zhang Caiwei was stunned for a moment when she saw the fountain pen, and then the smile on her face became even brighter, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch Na Chunxiao's hair that had grown a lot, "This fountain pen was bought by your grandfather when he was in college with the money he earned from odd jobs." At that time, it was not easy for your grandfather to study abroad alone, and this pen has been with him for many years, since it was given to you, you must make good use of it, don't let his old man down. ”

It turned out that there was a story in this pen, and Chunxiao only felt that the box in his hand was heavy, and he lowered his head to look at it, and then said solemnly: "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely practice hard, and I will definitely not disappoint my grandfather." ”

When he got home, Chunxiao locked himself in the room and pondered about practicing calligraphy. She was not in a hurry to start writing, but first read the calligraphy carefully, and then traced it carefully with her fingers, and only began to start writing when she understood the skills of one hook and one drawing.

She writes very slowly, striving to make every stroke exactly like the one on the notebook. It wasn't until she wrote that her arm was so sore that she could barely lift it that she put down her pen and looked at the clock in the corner of the table, which was already past eleven o'clock.

It's so late, no wonder it's so tired. That Chunxiao frowned, this is not good, if she doesn't plan the time well, she will mess up her schedule. And using her eyes for too long will affect her vision, and she doesn't want to become myopic.

With this in mind, she tidied up her desk, washed and slept. The next day, she made a schedule for herself to read and practice calligraphy in the evening, and the time allocation was very reasonable, and there was enough time to rest.

She was afraid that she would be too focused on doing one thing and forget the time, so she also set an alarm clock on her mobile phone. After setting the alarm clock, she was just about to put the mobile phone back on the table, when she suddenly thought of her grandfather coming, and she was a little curious about this old man, so she held the mentality of giving it a try, used her mobile phone to surf the Internet, and clumsily typed the old man's name in the browser - Zhang Fuzheng.

There are hundreds of pages of content related to this name, and the first one is an encyclopedia, so Chunxiao clicked in to see it.

If she still suspected that this Zhang Fuzheng was not her grandfather, when she saw the photo above, she was very sure that her grandfather was the former foreign minister who had visited foreign countries on behalf of the country many times and established diplomatic relations with many countries.

She was young before she was imprisoned, and she didn't pay attention to these things at all, and she hadn't read a book about introducing Zhang Fuzheng after she was imprisoned, so she was really unfamiliar with this name. She never dreamed that one day she would meet such a character who could only appear on TV news, and that she would meet often in the future, and that he would personally guide her in reading and writing.

Just thinking about it, Chunxiao was excited. She read the introduction of Zhang Fuzheng on the Internet again, admired him more and more, and at the same time strengthened her determination to study hard with him.

It's just that on the second weekend, she didn't go to Zhang's house to read and write with the old man, because Yuren High School started.

Yuren High School is to report to the school on Saturday and Sunday, and then pay the fee, divide the dormitory, and divide the class.

Zhang Caiwei was reluctant to let Na Chunxiao and planned to wait for the weekend to send her to school, but Li Tangchuan felt that it was beneficial to let Na Chunxiao go to the school one day earlier to familiarize herself with the school and get to know more classmates.

On Saturday, Zhang Caiwei used the morning to help Na Chunxiao pack up all her things. Na Chunxiao looked at the four big suitcases and a lot of bits and pieces, feeling both warm and headache.

Zhang Caiwei is really careful, and everything she can think of is prepared for her. Rao is like this, she is always worried that she has forgotten something, and everything is checked several times before she is relieved.

After lunch, Chunxiao followed Zhang Caiwei out of the door, the driver of the house and the guards of Li Tangchuan helped pack the luggage, and as soon as Chunxiao was about to get in the car, he saw Xu Wenhui coming over with Bai Ziyuan, who was pulling the suitcase.

"Mrs. Li, didn't bother you, did you? Are you going to send Chunxiao to school? Is it inconvenient for Ziyuan to go with you? Xu Wenhui pulled Bai Ziyuan, who was obviously a little unhappy, and said to Zhang Caiwei: "Originally, I planned to send him over in person, but who knew that his grandmother was not very comfortable, and I couldn't leave, his father's unit had something, so I came here to try my luck." ”

PS: Thank you for your support, Anu has an unfortunate cold on a hot day, snot overflowing, so painful, woo woo~