"It's probably Xiaobo's phone." Miao Qing took the phone: "It's Xiaobo!" ”

"I wish the painter's sister good health and multi-family works," Zhang Bo's wishing voice.

"I'm in good health, I've painted another piece of art, I'll bring it to you when I go." Miao Qing said happily.

"Sister painter, I don't eat, eat less at night, go to bed early, I'm not old enough to stay up late." It was Zhang Bo's voice again, and Miao Er was really angry and jealous when she sat on the side.

"Thank you, thank you, you care about people's hearts." Miao Qing was even happier.

"How long does it take for Miao Er to get home? Zhang Bo's interrogating voice.

"Just arrived..." Miao Qing saw Miao Er gesturing at her, lost her eyes, and wanted a mobile phone.

"Okay, sister, hang up." It was Zhang Bo's voice. The phone hung up.

"Grandma, why did you let him hang?" Miao Er is unreasonable. Coquetry.

"He's talking about it, why don't you think about it, or broadcast it again." Miao Qing looked at Miao Er with a smile.

"Forget it, eat..." Miao Er is like a deflated ball.

"There's something between you." Miao Zifeng said with a smile. Unintentionally.

"What can happen, he is a fifty-year-old man, but he looks young, and he will be a brother if he is not tired." Miao Er began to pour wine.

"There's a generation gap between you." Yang Li smiled and said her daughter.

"He is a gentleman, a daughter is cheap, he is still unwilling, I wanted to chase him, I was also alone in a place, he is like a rock, don't want to shake, now, he married a teacher on May Day." Miao Er said. She was angry, jealous, hateful, and wishful.

"This man is good." Miao Zifeng said. Praised.

"No, this man is a real gentleman." Yang Li also said.

"Be down-to-earth with Xiaobo, if I were young, I would marry him." Miao Qing picked up the wine glass and said, "However, you can't be wishful thinking. ”

"I wish my mother good health." Miao Zifeng hurriedly picked up the cup and said.

"Me too, Mom, I wish you good health." Yang Li said with a smile.

"Grandma, I wish you a lot of art exhibitions, and I wish you a stroke of genius like a crown, painting birds flying, painting fish and fish, and painting locust flowers like grenades." Miao Er regained her vigor and forgot her troubles.

"It's still my granddaughter's blessing, come, for this Chinese New Year's Eve, have a drink." Miao Qing is very content, happy family.

"It's still grandma's wine." Miao Er took a small sip.

"If you can drink it, you can drink it, and you have an identity as a dean?" Miao Qing sandwiched a piece of steamed fish, ate it slowly, and put the remaining bit on the table on a small plate.

"Grandma, it's too tiring to be the dean, what's so good, like you, with a wave of the brush, a painting costs tens of thousands of yuan." Miao Er is not greedy for grandma's money, but to make grandma happy.

"Money is not a good thing, knowledge is the most important thing, knowledge and life are balanced." Miao Qing reminded seriously.

Zhilu said. I went to Zhang Bo's house again today, and the clinic opened on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and I transferred him to an elite to see how he lived. Miao Er said.

"It's too tired, and I'm still working on Chinese New Year's Eve." Miao Qing is very sympathetic to her granddaughter.

"The people there need me, I can't help it." Miao Er also has a helpless time, said.

"On the day of the clinic, I also went to help Xiao Bo, and then sent him a painting." Miao Qing ate the piece of fish on the plate, very careful about the fish bones.

"Xie Lu, Grandma Xie has added glory to us." Miao Er poured Miao Qing another glass of wine, and Zifeng gave Miao Qing a plate of vegetables.

"I'll just listen to Xiaobo, just drink two cups, you can drink as you like, for the New Year, you have to have a momentum. However, don't break my locust tree when setting off firecrackers. "Miao Qing loves his locust tree very much.

"No, Mom, you can eat and drink." Miao Zifeng said as if assuring his mother.

Miao Er picked up the wine glass and said to Yang Li: "Mom, I toast you, you and my father raised me." ”

"Look, this kid will say it as soon as he becomes an official. Zifeng, you come too. Yang Li said happily, the three of them had a drink together, and her mother opened up, so you can indulge it.

"Grandma, I'll give you a drink." Miao Er left her seat and stood in front of her grandmother.

"Okay, I'll take a sip, you have a drink." Miao Qing took the cup and touched Miao, and took a cup, so that the relatives of the next generation are close to each other, and they are close in their hearts.

"When you sing about wine, life is geometric, the wall is like morning dew, and the days are bitter." Miao Er was in a complicated mood and a little depressed.

"Don't learn from that Cao Mengde." Miao Qing said to her granddaughter. She ate the stewed chicken carefully.

"My daughter has a knot when she grows up." Yang Li said to Miao Zifeng with a smile.

"I don't have any knots, it's like walking, I'm walking too fast and tired, like a camel carrying a heavy load, trekking through the desert." Miao Er sat in a chair and looked up at the ceiling.

"I'll transfer you over for a few years." Miao Zifeng was a little worried that his daughter would not be able to bear it. He was going to the city.

"I can't go, the people there need me, I need them, I can't leave them alone." Miao Er regained her composure, and she remembered Zhang Bo and the others.

"Miao'er, don't be willful." Yang Li smiled tolerantly and kindly reminded her daughter.

"Mom, I'm not willful, it's just a kind of nostalgia. I'm older, I'm an adult, and I'll take care of some things. Miao Er said to her mother, very serious and resolute.

"I think Miao'er's choice is right, you have to support her, go and whip her, and eat again when you come back." Miao Qing said to her son and daughter-in-law. She digressed from the topic.

Miao Zifeng was very obedient, pulled Miao Er, and his wife went to set off firecrackers.

Miao Qing stood at the door and looked at them, for fear of hitting her locust tree, of course the children knew that this tree was their granary back then.

Miao Er put 10,000 earth red on the ground and lit it, the sound shook the whole villa, and the red light of the sun showed the auspiciousness of the New Year.

Miao Zifeng brought two boxes of fireworks like a child, ready to set off.

"Xiaofeng, move aside, my locust tree." Miao Qing said loudly.

Miao Zifeng smiled, and had to stay away from the soul tree.

"Dad, put a box, it's important to protect the environment." Miao Er reminded her father.

"I also have to listen to the little dean at the municipal bureau level." Miao Zifeng looked at Yang Li and said wittily.

"There's no way, there's the Jade Emperor's mother covering." Yang Li's subtext is very decent.

"Then put a box! Miao Zifeng looked at his daughter's gloomy face: "Long live protecting the environment!" ”

The ceremonial flowers are lit, and each pillar of flowers "oops" jumps into the sky, and then breaks everywhere, blooming colorfully, as if it is more beautiful than other people's homes, one pillar after another.

Miao Er thought: Life is really like a flower, this blow to the sky, to show its own beauty and value. … Of course, there is an unfinished relationship. Love, resentful love, why do you have three lives and three lives, you should really go to the eighteenth layer of hell, and then, come out of the eighteenth layer of hell and refine it, it's just that the hateful time is too long. One day is equivalent to three seven hundred and fifty years in the world, thirty days is one month, twelve months is one year, and after 10,000 years, that is, 13.5 billion years in the world, how long the time is. It's really better to go to the mother of the universe, go to her granddaughter to ask for a prescription, drink the water of forgetfulness every day, forget all the things in the past and this life, even if you walk side by side with Zhang Bo, you can do not know each other. But that's very dangerous, you have to go there through the Huangquan Road, you have to cross the Wangchuan River, and it will take a thousand years to accidentally fall into the river. In the past, the Wangchuan River was the Nai He Bridge, and the Nai He Bridge was divided into three layers, and he could only go up to the upper floor to be a good person, and he didn't know whose pigsty was entrusted to the dog kennel for life when he walked down the lower floor. However, there is a platform next to the bridge, called Meng Jianting, and people who want to return yin to yang have to pass here, and the granddaughter and old woman of the universe are in the business of Meng Po soup here, because she is Meng Po who moved from Kunlun Mountain. This bowl of free Meng Po soup can cure unfinished love.

Miao Er thought about it, and thought of a major problem, the recipe of Meng Po soup, the quality inspection department checked whether it was reasonable and ignored it. If you have a registered trademark, you will not pay taxes. Of course, this is all too wide. Meng Po soup is made of the tears of this life, according to the Chinese medicine of the monarch and the minister, I don't know how many flavors of medicine in it, if you want to crack the code, you have to find a doctor of Chinese medicine, find Zhang Bo, he has the taste of the medicine in the formula, that time he once said to himself: "To self-control." "Oh my God, isn't this the secret recipe code for Meng Po Soup!