Meng Que didn't want to see Wang Zhiqing at all, but Wang Qingyuan said that Wang Zhiqing wanted to see Meng Que by name, which made him entangled. Originally, he only wanted to find a breakthrough from Wang Qingyuan's body, and the worst thing was to find a breakthrough from Wang Xueyi's father. Who would have expected that not only did Wang Qingyuan's side fail to break through, but Wang Xueyi's father did not come back, but he provoked the extremely difficult Wang Zhiqing.

Wang Zhiqing, as one of the two elders of the Wang family, is so strong that there is no need to say more. Moreover, the Wang family and the Meng family are similar in many ways, just like the similarity between the Qian family and the Murong family. Even, this time, it is possible to put your life here.

What to do?

The son-in-law came to the door for the first time, and if he hid from the elders, it was a bit impolite. On the one hand, Wang Xueyi's face is not good-looking, and on the other hand, I am afraid that it will make people speculate.

After hesitating again and again, Meng Que finally decided to take one step at a time, the boat would naturally go straight to the bridgehead, and the big deal was that the soldiers would block the water and cover it. I agreed, stayed at home, and left after lunch.

To see Wang Zhiqing, the preparations in advance must be done. Meng Que put on the glasses given to him by Wang Da Meinu and put on a hat, and it did look like a big change from the original image. If you don't know you very well, you won't recognize yourself at first glance.

After waiting so anxiously until ten o'clock in the morning, Wang Zhiqing finally came.

When he came, Meng Que and Wang Xueyi were in the room, and Meng Que asked Wang Xueyi about everything about her grandfather. Before meeting Wang Zhiqing, if you can understand him a little more, try to understand him a little more, so that when you see him, you will be more or less sure.

It's a pity that although Wang Zhiqing is nominally Wang Xueyi's grandfather, Wang Xueyi is not very familiar with this grandfather, and only knows some of the most basic things about her grandfather, and she doesn't know anything else, such as what her grandfather likes and hates.

It's not that she deliberately concealed it, but she really didn't know anything about it.

When everyone meets in the living room, it is inevitable that they will first have a polite courtesy.

Meng Que trembled and tried his best to hide the fluctuations of the dragon blood energy in his body, for fear that he would be seen by this old man who looked to be at least seventy years old.

And I saw this old man, with his hair and beard as white as ice and snow, and his face slightly red, as if he had been drunk. His forehead was strangely convex, the temples on both sides were bulging high, and in the middle of his eyelids covered with age spots like dead tree bark, a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle couldn't help but look at Meng Que curiously as soon as he entered the door.

Meng Que was very worried about the old man's gaze, and he kept looking at it, and he even looked at it empty-heartedly.

Fortunately, Wang Qingyuan came out to mediate the atmosphere, invited everyone to sit down, and then brought two pots of tea to discuss while drinking.

Wang Zhiqing has every opportunity, so naturally he will not come here to see his grandson-in-law, nor will he come here specifically to congratulate Meng Que and Wang Xueyi on joining hands with Baitou and giving birth to a noble son early. As soon as he sat down, he got straight to the point and went straight to the topic: "The kid surnamed Luo, I heard that you have a specialty that can restore any residual paintings?" ”

"It's just a coincidence." Meng Que did not dare to be high-profile, and replied in a low-key manner with cautious words and deeds.

"Hmph, there is yes, there is no, there is no, speak simply and neatly, don't pretend to be modest and modest, the old man doesn't like people who are not simple." Wang Zhiqing spoke coldly, not giving Meng Que a good look at all.

When Meng Que heard what Elder Wang said, he nodded helplessly and said, "Yes." ”

"Really?" Wang Zhiqing's eagle-sharp eyes stared at Meng Que fixedly, and asked firmly.

"Seriously!" Meng is sure of his head.

Wang Zhiqing's old face moved, and he turned his head to Wang Qingyuan and said, "Qingyuan, you go and get a remnant painting for him to try." ”

"Yes." Wang Qingyuan has nothing to say, although she has seen Meng Que's specialty, but Wang Zhiqing has not seen it. Before taking out the family treasure, try it more, it will not be harmful.

A few minutes later, Wang Qingyuan took out a remnant painting from the study. handed it to Meng Que and said: "This painting, called "Fish Leaping Dragon Gate", is also a work of my youth. It has been in the study for twenty-four years, and even Xue Yi has never seen this painting. ”

Wang Xueyi stood beside Xiaoxiao with her arms, heard the words, looked at half of the residual paintings, nodded, and said, "Mom is right, I have never seen this painting before." ”

Wang Zhiqing naturally believed what Wang Qingyuan and Wang Xueyi said, waved his hand, and said: "Just this painting, if you can restore this painting, the old man will believe in your expertise." ”

Meng Que spread out the painting on the table, and then Uncle Wang sent pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and then put the two tables in the living room together, just like yesterday.

The rice paper is spread out, the ink is adjusted, and the lake pen wolf is lightly dipped in light ink, paused on the paper, and does not move for a long time.

Wang Xueyi and Wang Qingyuan had already seen Meng Que's special skills yesterday, and they knew that he liked to pause before painting, so they didn't feel anything wrong.

But Wang Zhiqing was appreciating Meng Que's performance for the first time, and when he saw him pause, he thought he was cheating and couldn't draw at all. Just as he was thinking about ridiculing and ridiculing, before his mouth opened, Meng Que's pen suddenly fell on the paper, and the lines floated open, and in just a few blinks of an eye, the shape of a fish had already been formed.

Then the waves rolled, in one go, "The Picture of the Fish Dragon Dragon Gate" under his pen is natural, ingenious, everywhere he goes is vivid.

Wang Qingyuan smiled, as the original owner of this painting, she was naturally the person who knew the most about this painting. From the second stroke given by Meng Que alone, she could already see that Meng Que had guessed correctly this time, and he had recovered perfectly.

He silently handed the remaining half of the remnant picture to Wang Zhiqing, motioning him to look at the original painting, and then look at Meng Que's restored picture.

Wang Zhiqing took the painting, opened one of them, and only then did he take a look, and the look on his old face had already set off a big wave.

Let's see that Meng Que's pen is from west to east, from heavy to light, and the remnant given by Wang Qingyuan has long been rounded by him at the back of the thick line. Although the overall outline has not yet come out, as long as people who know a little bit of calligraphy and painting understand it——— Meng Que has not been restored badly at all, almost exactly the same as the original painting.

However, Wang Zhiqing didn't bother Meng Que, and was silent until Meng Que finished the whole painting, then he clapped his hands heavily and praised: "It's a good repair to make up for the defects, except for some differences in color, the overall similarity is as high as more than 90%, young man, you really have you." ”

"Grandpa." Meng Que's current identity is Wang Xueyi's boyfriend, so in addition to calling Wang Qingyuan her aunt, other people are in the same voice as Wang Xueyi.

Wang Zhiqing also responded, and with a slight bow, he covered the other half of the fragment painting in his hand on the first half of Meng Que's painting, but it was a blend of front and back, and at first glance it was clearly one.

"Bang Bang!"

Clapping his hands three times, Wang Zhiqing put one hand on Meng Que's shoulder and sighed: "There are no wonders in the world, but the old man has seen rare things today." ”

Wang Qingyuan smiled and said, "Father, I'm right, right?" I wonder if I can ask your grandson-in-law to help 'that favor'? ”

Wang Zhiqing raised a finger, shook it gently, and said, "Don't worry, let's sit down and talk." ”

Stretching out his hand, Wang Zhiqing's right hand slowly withdrew from Meng Que's shoulder, and when his fingers just moved, he intentionally or unintentionally pressed on the three acupoints of Meng Que's shoulder, "Shoulder Well", "Cloud Gate", and "Zhongfu", just swept by, he glanced at Meng Que in surprise, and said: "The young man is not only quite talented in art, but also seems to be not shallow in martial arts?" ”

Meng Que was taken aback, thinking that Wang Zhiqing, the old man, had found any clues, and quickly shook his head and denied: "Grandpa misunderstood, the younger generation is not a martial arts student. ”

"Oh? This is strange, not a person who practices martial arts, but has a body of horizontal muscles, with a material like you, if you practice martial arts, then you can pay it back? Wang Zhiqing smiled slightly, and his smile always made Meng Que feel a little unfathomable.

Meng Que sneered and said, "Now that I want to learn martial arts, there is no place to learn authentic local martial arts, and it is all a mess of karate and taekwondo." In my opinion, the things of Goryeo sticks and Japanese devils are not to be learned at all, and learning them is not only humiliating to oneself but also to the country. ”

On the surface, he was stern, but he took a breath of cold air in his heart: "This old immortal is so deep, just by patting me on the shoulder, you can know the muscles and bones of my whole body, what an old thief." ”

"That's right, the kicks of the Korean stick are fancy and impractical, and the karate of the Japanese devil is just the surface of Chinese kung fu. After you and Xue Yi get married, if you are interested in learning martial arts, the old man can teach you a few tricks in person. Wang Zhiqing said leisurely.

Meng Que hurriedly showed an excited look and bowed deeply, "Thank you, grandpa!" ”

"Family, you don't have to be polite!"

After they were seated, Wang Zhiqing picked up a cup of tea and asked while blowing hot air: "Rocky, who are you?" ”

Meng Que's heart moved, knowing that this old thief should be checking the household registration. wanted to deceive the last treasure map from them, it was really not so easy, Wu Zi stabilized his mind and said, "Back to Grandpa, the younger generation is Singaporean." ”

"Singaporeans?"

"Yes, the grandfather of the younger generation used to live in Shonan, and in fact I can be counted as a person from Shonan. But the origin is Singaporean. ”

"As a Singaporean, why did you return to the mainland?" Wang Zhiqing drank tea and asked lightly.

Meng Que said with a sad face: "My grandmother was unwell the year before last, and before she died, she wanted to go back to her hometown in southern Hunan to see. The old man always has the idea of returning to his roots, so I accompanied my grandmother back to my hometown the year before last. I have been staying until now, and I am reluctant to return to Singapore. ”

"Why don't you want to go back?"

"Compared to Singapore, Singapore is like a lake, and China is the sea, so it would be wise to choose the sea and abandon the lake. Only a wide stage is suitable for performing to the fullest, besides, I have always been proud of being a Chinese, when my grandfather moved to Singapore because of a certain life, and in my generation, it is time to return to the motherland. ”

"What a patriotic young man, so who else is there in your family now?" Wang Zhiqing asked again.

"I still have a grandfather."

"Where is he now?"

"My grandfather likes to wander around, and he has always been a dragon who never sees the end, and I haven't seen him for more than a year now."

……

A series of questions are one after another, as long as Wang Zhiqing asks, Meng Que will definitely answer. The words replied were coherent and calculated, and naturally there was no flaw in speaking.

Wang Zhiqing also roughly believed it after hearing it.

After the cup of tea was completely drunk, he slowly put down the teacup, his sharp eyes moved to Meng Que, and asked quietly, "Luo boy, can you do the old man a favor?" ”