He Wenzhi opened the painting while telling about the situation at that time, and pointed to Chen Yi with the inscriptions on the two paintings, "At that time, we were all young and vigorous, and we all wrote an inscription on the painting, which probably means that this painting is painted with others to grab a place with excellent scenery, seeing each other's very similar inscription, we both laughed, Wan'er's smile was very beautiful, like a plum blossom blooming in winter." ”

Chen Yi slowly looked at the two paintings on the table, these paintings are all landscape paintings, and the painting techniques used are different, He Wenzhi is from Shudu, and his wife is from Tianhai, and the painting style formed in the two places is also a little different.

A completely identical mountain peak, but in the hands of two people, has become a landscape of different styles, but the two paintings make people look so harmonious, not at all abrupt.

On the inscription of the painting, he saw the angry words of the two people, and couldn't help but smile, He Wenzhi and his wife met for the first time, it was really fate, but in the plain, there was a kind of wind and snow.

He couldn't help but think of the situation when he and Shen Yujun first met, compared to the blandness of He Wenzhi and the two, their encounter was full of crisis, and it was this crisis that established the strongest foundation for their relationship.

As the saying goes, husband and wife are birds in the same forest, and some people, in the face of danger, will abandon their lovers, flee alone, and still bravely protect their lovers in the face of danger to their lives, which is the real inseparable.

"We grabbed each other's drawings and started talking. But he didn't say a word. Wan'er was about to leave. I asked at the time, can I invite you out for dinner in the future, and I can't think of what Wan'er answered. ”

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on He Wenzhi's face, "Wan'er said that if it was just for dinner, she wouldn't come, if it was to meet in a beautiful place to sketch together." But she thought about it, and as she spoke, she asked me back her own painting, and then left directly. ”

"At that time, it took me a long time to react, I didn't ask her name, I forgot to meet her, I chased after her quickly, but I never saw her again, this is the first time I have been tempted by a girl, anxious like an ant on a hot pot. I even asked when I saw someone, but all I got was that I didn't know. Haven't seen it. ”

"Until I met an old man, when I asked him, he asked me what happened, and then looked at my painting, smiled and pointed to a line on it, and said, That little girl has already explained to you the time and place of the next meeting, and you are so stupid to ask everywhere."

As he spoke, He Wenzhi pointed to a passage in the bottom corner of the painting, "At this time tomorrow, waiting for you here, I was dumbfounded when I saw it, but I didn't expect Wan'er to write it on the painting, I didn't see it in a hurry, I felt that Wan'er must be watching my joke in a corner." ”

Hearing this, Chen Yi shook his head and smiled, it should be said that He Wenzhi and his wife have a good impression of each other, but when he and Shen Yujun met for the first time, they still had some inferiority complex, feeling that they were not qualified to pursue Shen Yujun, so they missed this encounter that they almost built with their lives.

But Shen Yujun did not give up looking for himself, and even came to his residence to ask, until in Zheng's old house, they unexpectedly met again, and Shen Yujun was still a little shy at that time, so Shen Yuxi's little devil served as this messenger.

It can be said that he and Shen Yujun can be together, and the credit of this little devil is indispensable.

Although his experience with He Wenzhi is a little different, the deep feelings he has for his lover are the same, and a person is sure that he can stay with his lover for a lifetime, sometimes it doesn't take too long at all.

Next, He Wenzhi recounted his second encounter with his wife, as well as some important exchanges between them, and when he recounted every event, he had a smile on his face, and his whole face was radiant, which was completely opposite to the previous face full of pain and madness.

Then, He Wenzhi returned to Shudu, and his wife still stayed in Tianhai, no, at that time, it was only a friend, one was in Shudu, one was in Tianhai, and the mobile phone was introduced to China in nearly ninety years, which is commonly known as Big Brother, not a rich man, and he can't afford to use it at all.

They are connected to each other entirely through letters, narrating to each other the experience of painting every day, what kind of paintings they have painted, and similarly, there are some exchanges on paintings.

Chen Yi can see that this He Wenzhi's experience is exactly the same as what he did with Shen Yujun, after he and Shen Yujun met in Zheng's hometown, they did not communicate with the same painting as the theme.

At that time, he had a primary appraisal technique, and he was able to easily identify some characteristics on the paintings, and similarly, he had some understanding of painting techniques, and had Gao Cunzhi's teachings, the same part was identified in the paintings, and the other part was told to him by Shen Yujun.

It doesn't take much time to watch every letter and every painting, but there are a lot of stories that arise because of it, and He Wenzhi has spent a lot of time telling almost every letter.

When he didn't tell it, He Wenzhi looked painful, and he didn't want to recall that experience at all, but now, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, he kept showing Chen Yi letters and paintings, and at the same time narrating the stories contained in these things.

When He Wenzhi wanted to get the letter again, Chen Yi smiled, "Brother He, let's take a break and have a cup of tea first, after talking so much, let me digest it." ”

Judging from He Wenzhi's state of gushing endlessly at the mention of his wife, it is enough to prove how important his wife's status is in his heart.

Also in these contents, Chen Yi also knows the character of He Wenzhi's wife, his wife's name is Qin Xiaowan, her character is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and she is very indifferent to people other than friends, but in the letters with He Wenzhi, she is very gentle, and she is knowledgeable, very similar to Shen Yujun, and in some aspects involving love and family, she is a little shy, and she has completely inherited the gentleness of ancient women.

It's just that unlike Qin Xiaowan's indifferent appearance, Shen Yujun has that gentle and dignified attitude from the inside out, but sometimes under the indifferent appearance, he will burst out with extreme enthusiasm.

"Hey, yes, Xiaoyi, I was so fascinated by it that I forgot to pour you tea, and now I'll make some tea right away." Hearing Chen Yi's words, He Wenzhi came back to his senses, patted his head, and hurriedly took the purple clay pot in the room.

Put the purple clay pot on the table, he sighed again, "Speaking of which, this purple clay pot was given to me by Wan'er, I will make tea, and she taught me, before, I was completely ignorant of the world, concentrating on painting and writing calligraphy, seeing things and thinking about people, this purple clay pot, I didn't dare to take it out in those years, and even if I take it out now, I don't dare to watch it for a long time, for fear that I will fall deeper and deeper in that period of pain, as for these letters and paintings, I have never taken them out at all." ”

"This purple clay pot, I have hardly used it, basically drinking tea is just to make Qingcheng mountain tea, this box of Tieguanyin, was given to me by the Xuanji Taoist after seeing the purple clay pot, but during this period, I have not brewed once, I don't know, can I still brew the taste of the year."

"Brother He, if you don't mind, can you let me make tea, see things and think about people, your current state is really not suitable for making tea." Chen Yi couldn't help but smile and said, if He Wenzhi brewed, maybe even the tea he drank would be painful.

Now that He Wenzhi's mental state has just recovered, Chen Yi doesn't want him to continue to return to the place of pain.

"Xiaoyi, do you really know how to make tea?" He Wenzhi said with some disbelief, from his point of view, the level of Chen Yi's paintings is beyond the realm he reached in his twenties, and he can reach this realm not only by talent, but also by continuous efforts.

Chen Yi has the current level of painting, and he is a little unconvinced that he can still have time to learn to make tea.

"Brother He, you should remove the word at the back, what I said to the Enlightened Daoist is true, and after I soak it, you will know what it tastes like." Chen Yi said with confidence on his face, with an intermediate tea-making technique, if he didn't have this confidence, he would really live like a dog.

He Wenzhi handed the purple clay pot to Chen Yi with suspicion, and handed over a thermos, in the room of the two of them, there was no stove to store zài, and the people in the Taoist temple were afraid of danger, and the water used for tea drinking was generally filled by some Taoist priests in thermos and sent into their rooms.

Although there is no electricity in the Taoist temple, there are no modern high-tech supplies, but there is no shortage of daily necessities such as thermoses.

Chen Yi smiled and shook his head, "Brother He, although this thermos is insulated, the temperature of its water can only be brewed with green tea, and boiling water is needed to make Tieguanyin, I will go to the people in the Taoist temple to get a bottle of boiling water, you can rest for a while." ”

As he spoke, without waiting for He Wenzhi to react, he walked out of the room quickly, came to the dining hall to get a bottle of boiling water, and then returned to the room.

First washed the purple clay pot and cup with the bottle of water in He Wenzhi's room, then put in the Tieguanyin tea leaves, and finally poured in some boiling water to brew the tea leaves first.

Chen Yi couldn't help but smile, this purple clay pot of He Wenzhi's wife is also a good object, although it is not as famous as his Gu Jingzhou purple clay pot, but it is also a famous work, with this pot and intermediate tea brewing technique, the tea soup brewed is not too far from Gu Jingzhou's pot. (To be continued......)

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