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Song Yao called and told Hua Wenhao that his grandfather had carved the stone for him.

After a few days of treatment, Song Lian's right hand was finally able to hold the carving knife without feeling any discomfort.

Hua Wenhao is very happy, in the past few days, he has been studying the method of combining the stone and acupuncture in the scriptures to treat diseases, and he has some experience, but because the tool has not been carved out, he can't practice.

When Hua Wenhao arrived at Xuan Mo Zhai, it was already getting dark, and Song Lian happily pulled Hua Wenhao to his studio, looking happy. Carving is the life of the old man, Hua Wenhao helped him heal the blood clot, recovered the ability of his right hand, and now he can pick up the carving knife again, Song Lian is very happy.

There were tools on the table, and Hua Wenhao picked them up one by one, and he couldn't put them down. To say that the craftsmanship of this old man of the Song Dynasty is indeed jīng Zhan, every tool is carved naturally.

Especially the head tool engraved with charms, the charms present a three-dimensional effect, and there is a feeling of calling out yù.

"Grandpa Song, your carving is so vivid, it's even better than I imagined!"

Song Lian took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Wen Hao! Luckily you met me, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to carve this spell out of it. Old Man Song stroked his beard and said.

Hua Wenhao didn't know why, looked at Old Man Song and wanted to hear his explanation.

Old Man Song said neatly: "The Taoist man my master met back then, he didn't talk much, but before my master carved it, he explained how to carve this charm, and I was next to him at the time. Old Man Song showed a look of reminiscence.

"I vividly remember every word that the Taoist said, and he said: This spell is the language used by the ancients to communicate with heaven and earth, but unfortunately it has been lost. Therefore, the carver must be delicate, sharp and angular, so that there is no natural inaction, and there is no trace of axe carving.

When I was carving, I carefully recalled the master's technique of carving this charm back then, although it was not as good as his old man's craftsmanship, but it was okay with the past. ”

"Grandpa Song, you are too modest, it seems that our two masters are really fateful, if you are replaced by outsiders to carve these stones, you must carve these stones, only in your hands can it glow its value, you don't have to say this old craft!"

Hua Wenhao saw that this old man was happy, and couldn't help flattering him, everyone loves to listen to good things, just like a woman, no matter how beautiful or ugly a woman is, as long as you praise her for being beautiful, it must be true.

Song Yao sighed while listening, "This kid can pat grandpa's sycophants better than me!" ”

Song Lian haha smiled, and talked to Hua Wenhao about the history of his industry, and then talked about how he learned art when he was young, this talk can't be stopped, Hua Wenhao knows that older people always like to talk about the past, it's rare that this old man is so happy, so he can't help nodding, catering to the old man's words and occasionally inserting a sentence, which led the old man to continue talking.

Song Yao only yawned when she listened to it, her hand was on her chin, and her eyes couldn't open her eyes!

Song Lian was talking energetically, and when he saw that his granddaughter was about to fall asleep, he smiled: "Look at me, I'm so confused, I just care about telling you about these Chen sesame seeds and rotten grains, and I don't know if you young people like to listen to this!" ”

"Of course I like to listen, you have decades of life experience, these experiences are priceless, you always pour these treasures to me, how can there be no reason not to listen to them."

"Hey! Today's young people, there are too few like you, that is, when Yaoyao and his father were your age, as soon as I said these things, he turned around and left, and he didn't learn any of my skills! ”

Song Lian sighed, "Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, Yaoyao, you talk to Wen Hao, I have to rest, I've been doing a day's work, I'm getting old, and my body and bones are no longer good!" ”

The old man said that he would go, and he didn't drag the mud and water at all, and he went up to the third floor while talking. Song Yao also woke up, only to see Hua Wenhao still sitting there, "Where's grandpa?" ”

"I said I was tired and went upstairs to rest!"

Hua Wenhao didn't expect this old man to leave, there were only two of them left, Hua Wenhao looked at the hour, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, for most Tiannan people, this nightlife has not yet begun!

But Hua Wenhao has never had the habit of spending nightlife.

After graduation, in addition to going to work every day, after work, most of the time he reads quietly at home, according to the most popular words, he is a typical "otaku", according to Wang Lei's words: a typical stuffy otaku.

However, Hua Wenhao has never agreed with Wang Lei's words, that guy has always been a hurtful mouth, and the words that come out of his mouth are nowhere to be heard.

"I have to go back, you help me xiexie Grandpa Song!"

"You're going back!" Yaoyao stood up and looked like she had just woken up, "By the way, you haven't been able to heal you, you cured my grandfather's illness, I'll treat you to dinner another day!" ”

"That's not going to happen." Hua Wenhao hurriedly excused himself, he is not a fool, this old man Song intends to create opportunities for the two of them, and Hua Wenhao is not unable to see it, he doesn't want to cause this trouble.

Although Song Yaoqing chūn is lovely, she is the best choice in the girls' pile, but this person looks at people is the right thing, although Song Yao is beautiful, he only admires and looks at Hua Wenhao, he didn't have that heart for Song Yao, this matter should be replaced by Wang Lei, that guy looks at people, and will only use his lower body to think about problems.

"By the way, don't forget what you promised me last time!"

"What did I promise you?"

"This is it!" Song Yao pointed to her knees. Hua Wenhao understood, "Oh, I know, I'll send you the medicine one day!" ”

At night, the city is particularly charming in the light of neon lights, and it will never stop its hustle and bustle because of the end of the white rì.

Hua Wenhao took a bus from Zuihou back to his residence, opened the door, Hua Wenhao was a flurry, and Wang Lei's kid was talking to Xu Ying with a flattering face.

"Yikes! Haozi, you're back, where did you go? I couldn't get through to your phone, so I had to come to you. ”

Hua Wenhao looked at his phone and didn't know when it ran out of power.

"Wen Hao, your friend is here, you can talk!" Xu Ying nodded at Wang Lei, turned around and went back to the room, the light green shirt, the hair draped over the shoulders, the proud curves of the chest loomed, the unique style of a mature woman is not comparable to those immature little girls.

Wang Lei looked like a pig brother, and his saliva was so close that it didn't drip down.

"Haozi, you! It's no wonder that I have to allow Lao Tzu to bring Xiaoli over, you golden house is a hidden girl! Is this a wife or a royal sister, convex, warped"

"Damn, a dog's mouth can't swallow ivory!" Hua Wenhao hurriedly blocked Wang Lei's stinky mouth, what would happen if Xu Ying heard it.

"Get out of the house!" Hua Wenhao pulled Wang Lei back to his room quickly, staying in the living room, maybe this guy would say something out of tune.

"If you don't accompany Xiaoli, why are you here with me!"

"Hey, don't mention it!"

Wang Lei poured bitter water.