Gu Jing returned to her parents' house, Gu's father was not there, Gu's mother followed Gu Jing to the bathroom for a while, and then to the bedroom to interrogate as usual, what kind of work is it, why haven't you come back here for a few days, Sister-in-law Li introduced a civil servant, the conditions are very good in all aspects, do you want to meet......

Gu Jing was really impatient when asked: "Eh, Mom, I'm tired from a day of work, can you make me something delicious......

Gu's mother was poked in the underbelly, as if her girl suddenly returned to the time when she grabbed the corner of her clothes and walked timidly: "I really can't help you, I'll make you something to eat, see who can hurt you so much in the future." As he spoke, he nodded Gu Jing's forehead.

"Mom, you're the best." Gu Jing was touched by her mother, and her eyes were a little wet while holding her mother, yes, will Yang Ping always hurt me so much? But I want it all.

Packing up her mood, Gu Jing came to Gu Changhai's study, looked around, and put the rice paper and oil smoke ink on the side of the long desk where her father was writing. There was a long scroll on the long case that was half written, and Gu Jing looked at the part that was exposed: Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the cultivation and half of the king.

"Half-Rim Cultivator, Half-Rim Jun......" Gu Jing muttered so stupidly.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing, do you want sausages in the rice? Are you still losing weight? Gu's mother's shouting pulled Gu Jing back to reality.

"Oh, no, it's so greasy, it's going to get fat." Gu Jing replied.

Next, Gu Jing took out the study room in the box one by one, replaced the paperweight that Gu Changhai pressed the long scroll, and neatly arranged the ink bed one by one on the side of the long case against the wall, frog pen wash, white jade pen wash, white jade book dial, white jade seal box, and two white jade pen barrels hung on the pen holder. muttered: "Yang Ping, Yang Ping, you don't do a good job of the pen of this rod, hum, half of the cultivation and half of the king, it's all because of your ......"

Gu Jing thought about Yang Ping's goodness, and felt that it was worth it, hypnotized herself, and began to fiddle happily. Fill the two pen washes with water, and pour the ink from Gu Changhai's original seal box into the white jade seal box. Take out a piece of oil smoke ink and place it on the white jade ink bed. He put all the old things back in the brocade box. Seeing that the originally simple long case suddenly became graceful and luxurious, Gu Jingle, I don't know if my father is still used to it.

When she came to the kitchen, Gu's mother had already prepared a few dishes: "Just take it out, it's okay for you here." ”

Gu Jing sighed and brought the dish to the table. Gu Changhai came back, and when he entered the door, he saw his daughter at home: "Xiaojing, why did you come back today?" Something? ”

Gu Jing ran over to help her father take out his slippers and change them on: "It's okay, I just miss you, my mother will make me something to eat." ”

Gu Changhai smiled kindly and hung the bag on the hanger: "How long have you not helped your father with slippers?" It's been years. ”

Gu Jing was ashamed: "Alas, Dad~ What are you talking about." I've got a gift for you. ”

"Oh, my daughter's gift, I bought us a lot of things last time I went to Japan, and it seems that the newspaper is doing very well now." Gu Changhai was relieved.

Watching her father wash his hands, Gu Jing pulled Gu Changhai to the study with a little pride: "Dangdangdang~ Look, have you found any changes?" ”

Gu Changhai saw the red star rice paper on the long case at first sight, and took a few steps to open the package and caress the smooth and smooth rice paper, and praised: "Good, good, it is suitable for books and paintings." ”

Gu Jing sat on the side of the long case with a smile, supporting her chin with both hands: "Dad, there are many kinds of rice paper in it, with various textures." If it weren't for the elevator, I wouldn't be able to hold it. Don't just look at rice paper, look at the smoke ink. ”

Gu Changhai's gaze moved upwards and was shocked: "This, this ......"

"Don't do this, Dad, look at this ink." Gu Jing's eyes were crooked, shining with pride.

Gu Changhai picked up the oil smoke ink, and saw the four words of gold paint on the front: drunk ink, below is a blooming peony, and on the back of the ink ingot is the three words Cao Sugong, the plastic packaging was removed, and a burst of ink fragrance came, Gu Changhai took a deep breath: "Drunk ink, worthy of drunken ink." ”

"Dad, this is produced by the 29th SH Hui Cao Sugong Ink Factory." Gu Jing was proud and busy showing off.

Gu Changhai laughed: "Okay, Xiaojing knows what to do." Yes, it's the twenty-nine years of grinding and Red Star rice paper that I use, this is simply a collector's item. ”

"Dad, is it really that good? Then you look at something else. Gu Jing thought that only the few things in the study room were good things, and the rice paper and ink were all modern, so you could buy them with any money.

Gu Changhai rubbed his eyes and took off the glasses from the bookshelf. picked up the white jade ink bed, looked at it for a long time, shook his head and put it down: "This ink bed is not used by my level, right?" He picked up the paperweight again and exclaimed, "The carving is exquisite, good." Look at the tiger pen wash, and the frog pen wash, the corners of his mouth twitched: "You take this for me as a pen wash?" Do I dare to use this? As he spoke, he picked up the white jade book dial, in the end, it was a literati, Gu Changhai saw the role of this jade at a glance: "Hehe, this is a book dial, it is no longer needed, the current books are different from the previous Qing Dynasty, they are not butterfly suits, they can only be used to read ancient books, not bad, interesting." ”

Gu Changhai took a sip of the tea brought by Gu Jing, and picked up the white jade ink clay box and opened it: "Oops, why have you already put the ink clay in, how can I be willing to use it?" ”

Gu Jing rolled her eyes and wrinkled her nose: "Dad, this is all I bought back from Japan, it is very expensive, more than 30,000 yuan, but no matter how expensive it is, it is a study utensil, it is for you, don't feel distressed." Dad, how about you take a look at these two white jade pen holders? ”

Gu Changhai took off the white jade pen barrel from the pen holder, weighed the weight and nodded: "The amount is very suitable, it is all made of fine jade materials, how good does this be a wolf?" ”

"Dad, do you like it or not?" Gu Jing is coquettish.

"Yes, of course I do." Gu Changhai patted his daughter's hand with satisfaction: "This is too expensive, how can you be willing to use it, this oil smoke ink has to be kept, and the rice paper has to be kept for collection." The study utensils are already installed, so let's use them. Gu Changhai felt that the set of study utensils that his daughter bought for herself for 30,000 yuan was really worth the price, but he didn't think about the era at all, and no one would think that 30,000 yuan could buy the imperial study utensils of the third generation of the Qing Dynasty. My daughter has really grown up and knows how to be considerate of her parents, alas, it's a lifelong event that is annoying.

Gu Jing saw that her father really liked it and was very happy. I really want to tell my dad that this is Yang Ping's filial piety to you, and I was afraid that my dad would endure it if he knew that he would throw it directly from the window. Gu Jing picked up the bamboo yellow paper knife and pulled out the ivory blade: "Dad, how about this paper knife?" You'll use this for paper cutting in the future. ”

Gu Changhai was shocked again: "This, I seem to have seen this, Chairman Huang of the Calligraphy Association treasured a paper knife similar to this one, but it is definitely not as beautifully made, but the plain ivory paper knife has no decoration, bring it to me to see." ”

Gu Jing handed over the paper knife and waited for the answer with a smile. Gu Changhai looked at the bamboo carving carefully, puzzled: "This is also bought in Japan?" ”

Gu Jing affirmed: "Yes, a total of 30,000." ”

"That's not right," Gu Changhai wondered: "If this is in our place, there are more than 30,000 such ivory paper knives, not to mention that they are carved from bamboo yellow, and they fit so perfectly with the ivory." You're missing it, aren't you? ”

"Come out to dinner, what is it that fascinates you so much? Come out quickly. "Gu's mother waited outside and didn't see anyone come out to eat, so she was a little anxious.

Gu Jing left Gu Changhai in her doubts, and agreed to leave the study: "Here, here, Mom, it's so fragrant." ”

Gu Changhai was also afraid of his wife, so he set up the study utensils and sat down. Gu's mother was not angry: "I worked hard to cook for a long time, and no one came out to eat when it was cold." ”

Gu Changhai sneered: "Didn't you see the set of study utensils that Gu Jing bought for me, alas, the positive color floating end inkstone, the essence of the light moving Shu Qi." It's my daughter, hehe. ”

Gu's mother glanced at her: "Don't drag the text, don't eat the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone if it can be used as food." ”

Gu Changhai had a bitter face: "Okay, eat, eat, come to Xiaojing, this is what you like to eat." I'll write you a piece after I'm done in a while. ”

Gu Jing looked at her parents with a smile, very happy: "Okay, I want that half-edge cultivation and half-edge king." ”

Gu's mother is also a high-level intellectual, and when she heard Gu Jing's words, her face twitched: "Uh, Xiaojing, this poem is not suitable for you." These two sentences are to express the poet's loss of love and sadness that cannot be relieved of a kind of emotional sustenance. You're not going to think about that ......."

"No, Mom, eat." Gu Jing's heart was seen through by her mother, her heart was sour, and she lowered her head and counted the rice grains in the bowl.

Gu Ma and Gu Changhai glanced at each other and shook their heads. Gu's mother gave Gu Changhai a fierce look, meaning it's time for you to speak.

Gu Changhai coughed twice, and said in a straight voice: "Ahem, this, Xiaojing, we have always wanted you to come back and live with us, you said that you need your own space when you grow up, and we also understand." It's really hard to phrase, Gu Changhai simply said, "Hmm...... Are you still in touch with Xiao Yang? ”

Gu Jing shook her head: "No, but I don't want to talk about the object now, I ...... It's better to work hard first......" I really don't have the confidence to say this, Gu Jing was angry for a while, and it was all your fault.

Gu's mother gave Gu Jing some fungus: "This is your favorite, Xiaojing, if you are still young, we won't say anything." But you'll be twenty-nine and thirty now. In our time, children should have graduated from primary school. ”

Gu Jing avoided the truth: "Mom~ What era are you, giving birth to a child at the age of eighteen?" ”

Sure enough, she successfully diverted the topic, Gu's mother lowered her head and calculated, and smiled: "Oh, that's a little early." ”

Gu Jing took the topic further: "Mom, after the New Year, I want to go abroad with Gu Ting, why don't you go together?" ”

"We? Or don't want it, the domestic scenery is not better than that of foreign countries? We haven't finished the transfer yet. Gu Changhai was thinking about using that set of study utensils, and he was taken into the ditch by Gu Jing very lightly.

Gu's mother also followed Gu Jing's train of thought: "We plan to make an appointment with Lao Xu and them to go to HN for the New Year this year, let's stay for two months, and then you have to take care of yourself." ”

Gu Jing finished eating, and secretly rejoiced in her wit: "I'm done eating, Dad, you eat slowly, I'll wait for you in the study." ”

After Gu Changhai finished eating, washed his hands, and returned to the study to write Gu Jing a piece of Yuan Zhen's "Five Songs of Leaving Thoughts" (the fourth): Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king.

After writing, I blew it, put down the pen, and was still very satisfied, and used the seal: "Xiaojing, I don't want you to be too persistent, you are an adult, you should have your own thinking, and we, as parents, can't imprison your thoughts." After the last time, I was also reflecting on it, and after thinking about it for a long time, I came to a conclusion, that is, it still can't work. ”

Gu Jing was listening to the teachings, but the transition was a little fast, and she couldn't adapt to it: "Well, Dad, you're too godly to turn around." I know. Is it a unique feeling to write in this study? ”

Gu Changhai nodded and smiled: "It's really a little, am I falling behind?" Shouldn't you be happy with things and not sad for yourself? ”

In the end, Gu Jing took a piece of writing and went to her own nest, leaving Gu's father and Gu mother who looked up to the sky and sighed.

I was really pleasantly surprised when I went downstairs to my house, and I saw Yang Ping's Volvo, and the string of agarwood car hangers would never be mistaken.

Knocked on the car glass in the past, no one?

On the phone, the bell rang in the corridor, Gu Jing ran over happily, saw Yang Ping smoking boredly in the corridor, and hugged him: "Why are you willing to come to me?" ”

Yang Ping smiled and held his hand holding the cigarette, afraid of burning Gu Jing, and hugged the little woman with one hand: "The unit has a repair task today, hehe, Mrs. Shi, the old man has come to see you......"