Ahem, today is another change, the reason will not be said, it is a shame to say it, in short, it will be restored tomorrow. Well, it's recommended today.,Next week it's Sanjiang Dafeng push.,Panda is not a teenager writing a book.,This is the first time I've recommended it.,It's a little exciting to think about it.。 Ahem, in short, ask for a recommendation ticket.

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"Yunfeng, Meimei, don't stand, sit down and talk." As soon as Cheng Weiguo left, Zhou Wanting beckoned the two to sit down on the sofa with a smile on her face.

Facing Lu Yunfeng, Cheng Yufei handed over an orange a little shyly: "Brother Yunfeng, eat oranges." ”

"Thank you." Lu Yunfeng smiled slightly, blushed and heartbeat Cheng Yufeidian, lowered his head and smiled.

Zhou Wanting's eyes narrowed, she also picked up an orange, and said with a smile: "Meimei, you eat it too." ”

"Thank you, Aunt Zhou." Zhang Meimei hurriedly thanked her, but took the orange but didn't eat it.

Lu Yunfeng naturally doesn't know how to eat, in someone else's house, the owner gives you something like fruit, you can take it and thank you, but don't eat it, this is polite, of course you can eat, it must be the kind that is very close, otherwise it will be impolite.

"Aunt Zhou......" Lu Yunfeng glanced at the layout of the living room, there were several pairs of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and even the decoration was quite ancient, revealing a strong Chinese style, and Zhou Wanting wore a colorful cheongsam, which looked mature and elegant against the backdrop of her slender figure, which made Lu Yunfeng think of Zhang Manyu in "In the Mood for Love", which was so beautiful.

"Do you like classical culture?"

Facing Lu Yunfeng's question, Zhou Wanting smiled slightly: "How do you know?" ”

"Looking at the decoration and layout of your home, the carved beams on the walls are all in the classical Chinese style, and there are a lot of calligraphy and paintings...... Yo! Lu Yunfeng suddenly noticed a picture of a chicken eating rice, his eyes lit up, he stepped forward to look carefully, Zhou Wanting saw it, a trace of brilliance flashed in her eyes, and she smiled: "Yunfeng, is there anything wrong with this painting?" ”

"Questions? Big problem. Lu Yunfeng retracted his gaze and exclaimed, "This is Qi Baishi's real work!" Xuzi was eighty-eight years old...... Mr. Shiraishi's masterpiece in his later years, good, really good! Aunt Zhou, how did you get it? ”

"Hehe, how do you know it's genuine? Can't it be an imitation? Zhou Wanting smiled.

"No, it won't." Lu Yunfeng shook his head: "There must be traces of imitation, but this brush is chic, the chicken painting is playful and cute, vivid, the material of the paper is relatively old, but it is well preserved, and there is a name and style on the painting, there is nothing unnatural, Aunt Zhou, you want to think it is not true, how about selling it to me?" I'll give 100,000. ”

"Yo! Many. Zhou Wanting chuckled: "At such a young age, where did you get so much money?" Isn't it your father who was corrupt and took bribes? ”

"Aunt Zhou, don't say that." Lu Yunfeng waved his hand and returned to the sofa and sat down: "My dad has been an official for many years, he is innocent, and his sleeves are clean, and he is about to pass Hai Rui." ”

Seeing that Lu Yunfeng casually said that he was an ancient man who was in tune with the situation, Zhou Wanting was very interested: "It seems that Yunfeng has a deep understanding of ancient Chinese culture. ”

"A little bit of understanding, a little understanding." Lu Yunfeng smiled.

"Then let's discuss it." Zhou Wanting opened the small folding fan in her hand, smiling smartly, with beautiful eyes, the electric Lu Yunfeng was careful and his liver was fluttering, this is a weakness of Lu Yunfeng, he has a soft spot for that kind of classical and beautiful woman, and his favorite in his last life is Zhao Yazhi, and he is also excited about Zhang Manyu's cheongsam.

Lu Yunfeng was almost forty years old in his last life, and he was about the same age as Zhou Wanting, so it is understandable that he lost a little.

"Yunfeng, do you like poetry?" Zhou Wanting asked with a smile.

"I like it." Lu Yunfeng nodded, in his previous life, he had a little study of poetry and songs.

"Aunt Zhou has a question that wants to test you." Zhou Wanting crossed her legs and smiled slightly: "Now the world is deeply influenced by Western culture, and there are many Western-style festivals, such as the ** festival on February 14, so do you know that we actually have ** festivals in China?" ”

"Yes." Lu Yunfeng nodded.

"Oh?" Zhou Wanting squinted and smiled: "July 7th? ”

"It's not." Lu Yunfeng shook his head.

"Lantern Festival?"

"How is that possible?" Lu Yunfeng smiled and waved his hand: "Enjoy a lantern festival and see a lover, but it can't be regarded as a ** festival." ”

"What month was that?" Zhou Wanting asked.

"March Three." Lu Yunfeng smiled slightly: "Shangsi Festival." ”

"Why?" Zhou Wanting's laugh lines are much deeper.

"The Book of Songs, Zheng Feng, Qin Wei" has clouds:

Qin and Wei, Fang is sluggish.

Taxi and woman, Fang Bingxi.

Female Guanhu? Shi said, and look at it?

Outside of Wei, Xun is happy and happy.

Weishi and the woman, Yi Qi scorned each other and gave them a spoonful of medicine.

Qin and Wei, browse its clear.

Scholars and women, Yin Qiying.

Female Guanhu? Shi said, and look at it?

Outside of Wei, Xun is happy and happy.

Weishi and the woman, Yi Qi will sneer and give them a spoonful of medicine. ”

After reading, Lu Yunfeng said: "This is about the scene of young men and women falling in love on the Shangsi Festival. On March 3, when the spring flowers were blooming, young men and women bathed and dressed up, and went on a trip, a girl fell in love with a boy and stepped forward to ask: Have you seen it over there? The boy said, "I've seen it." The girl said, "Look at it again!" ”

"Poof-" Several girls couldn't help but laugh shyly, and Zhou Wanting couldn't help laughing.

Lu Yunfeng said with a smile: "Don't laugh, the girls of that era were very brave, taking the initiative to pursue their love, the young men are all prey, the girls will chase whoever they like, and if they have a good time, they will be given a spoonful of medicine, just like the current Western ** Festival, girls give boys chocolates, of course, Huaxia does not have a ** festival to return the gift, but the girls have taken the boys, so don't ask for any return gifts." ”

Cheng Yufei covered her face with a book, Zhang Meimei and the little nanny just smirked, Zhou Wanting covered her nose with a fan, and the flowers and branches of laughter trembled, and it took a long time to catch her breath: "Yunfeng, you are talking too funny." ”

"Hehe, edutainment, learning and storytelling are still fun first, I annoy the current teachers, one by one, according to the book, there is no meaning at all, many students do not study well, I don't blame the students for not listening to the lectures, just blame the teacher for not being interesting."

"You're still criticizing." Zhou Wanting closed the folding fan and gently knocked on Lu Yunfeng's head: "It's really time to fight." ”

Lu Yunfeng touched his head and wondered: "Aunt Zhou, it's not good for me to tell the truth!" ”

"Of course not." Cheng Yufei's big eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "My mother is the vice president of Tiandu University. ”

"Huh? It turned out to be Principal Zhou! Disrespectful and disrespectful, Principal Zhou is really beautiful and elegant, generous, talented and beautiful, and the younger generation is really fortunate to see Principal Zhou. Lu Yunfeng exaggeratedly hugged his fists and arched his hands, slapped his beard and slapped the horse, and the amused women laughed again.

"You kid, you're ...... Ha ha. Zhou Wanting covered her stomach with a smile, and it took a long time to pant evenly, and wipe her tears: "Ouch! It's been a long time since I've laughed like this. ”

"It's okay, laugh!" Lu Yunfeng said happily: "Smile, ten years less, you laugh twice more, and soon you will become a little girl." ”

"Haha...... Then I don't dare to laugh, and I won't laugh anymore a few more times. "Zhou Wanting is very happy now, for a woman, forty years old is a hurdle, women basically can't see it when they are forty years old, although Zhou Wanting is naturally beautiful, but she can't stand the torment of the years, and now she can see crow's feet when she laughs, so this forty-year-old birthday party, she actually doesn't want to do it, but because of external reasons, she has to do it.

When I woke up today, I was a little depressed, but with the arrival of Lu Yunfeng, Zhou Wanting's mood gradually improved, until now, it was simply the sun shining, looking at Lu Yunfeng, I couldn't like it anymore.

What a good child, if only I had such a child.

"Aunt Zhou......" When Zhou Wanting's laughter subsided, Lu Yunfeng asked: "You are the vice principal and you like classical literature, so you must also like calligraphy and painting!" ”

"Hehe......" Zhou Wanting smiled and said nothing.

Cheng Yufei smiled: "My mother is the vice president of the Sichuan Shu Calligraphers Association, and the calligraphy and paintings at home are all given to each other. ”

"Oh?" Lu Yunfeng was surprised, looking at this forty-year-old middle-aged beauty, it was hard to imagine that she could become the vice president of the Provincial Calligraphers Association at such a young age, but thinking that Zhou Wanting was still the vice president of Tiandu University, and her background, it made sense.

"Aunt Zhou, I'm really disrespectful and disrespectful today." Lu Yunfeng clenched his fists and arched his hands, and then smiled: "But I'm here too, don't you mind if I ask for a Mobao?" ”

Zhou Wanting chuckled: "Yun Feng also likes calligraphy and painting? ”

"I like it! I love it so much. Lu Yunfeng said: "When I was a child, I thought about becoming a calligrapher when I grew up!" I have practiced calligraphy for many years, but my father thought I was too pen-and-ink, so he bought several low-quality brushes and asked me to write on the ground with water. ”

"Poof—" The women were almost out laughing.

Zhou Wanting rubbed her stomach and said with a smile: "Okay, since Yun Feng has spoken, Aunt Zhou can't be stingy." Stand up: "Go to the study." ”

Walking into the study, Lu Yunfeng swept his eyes.

The space is very large, 40 square meters, and there is a wall of bookcases, which contain a lot of books and antiques, and the other three walls are all hung with framed calligraphy and paintings.

The study is divided into two parts with eight screens, the screen is two meters high, the length of the zigzag placement is three meters away, the yellow pear is hollowed out, the four screens of 'one three five seven' are painted with the four gentlemen of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, and the 'two four six eight' is the description of the pen and ink of the four gentlemen, which is quite elegant.

There are several mahogany chairs on one side of the space separated by the screen, a mahogany table, and a set of purple sand tea sets on the table, which should be used to drink tea and communicate, and a long and wide customized large wooden table is placed in the middle of the space on the other side.

Zhou Wanting stood in front of the desk, pointed to the unframed words, and said to the little nanny, "Roll it up and put it away." ”

"Okay." The little nanny hurriedly rolled up the words and put them in the cupboard under the desk, and her movements were very skillful, and it seemed that she had done a lot of work before.

Re-paved rice paper on the tabletop, press both sides with two pieces of mahogany paperweight, this mahogany paperweight looks quite elegant, one is engraved with heaven for hard work, one is engraved with tranquility and far-reaching, antique, should be handed down antiquities.

"Yufei ......" Zhou Wanting took a large brush from the pen holder and smiled: "Help me sharpen the ink." ”

"Whoa." Cheng Yufei went to get a bottle of pure water, unscrewed it, poured a small amount of water into the black plum blossom round inkstone, grinded it with moderate strength, and then added water again, until there was enough ink in the inkstone, and then stopped.

Red sleeves add fragrance, but that's it.

Zhou Wanting nodded with a smile, dipped in ink, and wrote eight large characters on the rice paper - study hard and make progress every day.

Lu Yunfeng: "......"

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Thanks to the 'old practitioners' and 'book friends' 141031122927041 each for rewarding 100 starting coins, and thanks to 'sam~tang' and 'Caochen' for each rewarding 200 starting coins.