However, after thinking about it, I don't think it's strange, how big is Province Z? The calligraphy and paintings of the parents are also a little famous, and it is common for the people who love them to have collections at home.

Xiao Yiting naturally found out, and was quite surprised by this unexpected discovery, and he didn't enter this room when he came here a few times, because he didn't know that Du Lao was also a lover of calligraphy and painting of his parents-in-law.

When Du Lao came again, he noticed that the two of them were looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and couldn't help asking, "How?" The two also love calligraphy and painting. ”

Xiao Yiting immediately replied humbly, "Old Du, the two of us are only slightly interested, but the author of this calligraphy and painting is familiar to us. ”

"Oh?" Du Lao was obviously surprised.

"Teacher Feng and Teacher Ye are my father-in-law and mother-in-law, that is, my wife's parents." He hugged Ye Qinghe's shoulder, "The younger generation has something to ask, maybe it's presumptuous, I don't know if Mr. Du is willing to tell him." ”

Du Lao was very happy to meet the descendants of Feng Yinuo, "But it doesn't hurt to ask." ”

"I don't know where Du Lao's lotus leaves come from?"

Du Lao said with a smile, "I have always admired Mr. Feng and Ms. Ye's calligraphy and paintings, especially Ms. Ye's paintings in the casual and indifferent charm, but I didn't have a chance to make friends, this painting was purchased from elsewhere a few years ago, and later learned that Ms. Ye also died of this illness, I have always thought it was a pity." ”

"Can you tell the younger generation where they got it? The younger generation is really presumptuous. Xiao Yiting asked again.

Du Lao smiled, "It's okay, it's in a gallery in Province J." ”

"Thank you." Xiao Yiting nodded in thanks.

After that, the focus fell on the matter of giving Ye Qinghe a needle.

Du Lao was very happy to learn that Ye Qinghe was the descendant of Feng Yinuo and Ye Zhiqiu, and he talked to them more, plus Xiao Yiting praised his wife as only heaven and earth, which made Du Lao amazed, and repeatedly asked Ye Qinghe to leave him a pair of words if his energy allowed.

Although Ye Qinghe was annoyed with Xiao Yiting's nonsense, it was difficult to resist his enthusiasm, and after the acupuncture was completed, he wrote a few words to Du Lao, and said that he was only learning the skin, and he was very ashamed to be loved by Du Lao.

After all, she only does pleasure in both calligraphy and painting, and never deliberately asks for it, but because of this, her words have the aura and chic that others do not have.

"Freely! Handsome! Really persistent! I like it! Du Lao gave her a high evaluation, "It's good for girls to be like this!" This temperament is very much in line with my heart, girl, I will often come to play when my feet are good in the future, but are you willing to make me a friend? ”

"It is Qinghe's honor for Du Lao to carry love." She replied politely. Coincidentally, there was one more New Year's friend.

Du Lao is also a person of true temperament, when even if he proposes to stay in the mountains, there is no need to go back, if you can, it is better to live until the feet are rehabilitated, one is convenient for acupuncture, and the other is that the air in the mountains is good, which is conducive to self-cultivation.

However, they felt abrupt and uncomfortable staying at someone else's house, so they insisted on returning.

Du Lao no longer kept them, but only told them that they didn't have to go up the mountain every day, he just went to the town, and the two were grateful again.

Descending the mountain, the sky was completely dark, but he still carried her, the stars above his head were bright, and those unknown flowers in the meadow, pink, white, and purple, were like brocades left by fairies in the mortal world under the starlight, covered with a layer of mysterious fairy tale colors.

It should be easier to go down the mountain than to go up, and he walked briskly, but maybe the night was too dark, and he accidentally fell.

His knees hit the ground heavily, and then the whole person fell forward, which was considered to be a fall and gnawed on the mud, but even so, his hands still carried behind him, and he held her steadily, without letting her hurt her in the slightest......

For a long time, he did not stand up.

She was frightened, but did not dare to move, lest she would make him hurt more, so she only lay on her stomach and asked him motionlessly, "How are you?" Where did you fall? Knee? ”

He turned his head sideways and smiled at her, "It's okay, it's okay for a while, it's okay, don't move......"

"Did you fall on the hell? Don't lie to me! "She didn't believe he was fine! It's okay, is it possible to stand up for so long? "Let's call Du Lao and ask him to come and save us, okay?"

"Don't be stupid! People are old experts! Knock a little skin and invite the old man down the mountain at night, what if Du Lao falls again? He laughed at her, and then still carried her, slowly, carefully, and finally stood up, although the moment he stood up, he shook for a moment, but finally stood up......

However, she clearly felt that his pace was much slower and heavier than before......

"Can you let me down and let me see?" She asked, leaning on his back.