I don't know when there has been such a scene in Tianxiang Building: Lin Guozi loves to peek at Du Xiaomeng when there is nothing to do, Du Xiaomeng loves to peek at Meng Fei when there is nothing to do, Meng Fei loves to peek at Zhu Zhu when there is nothing to do, and Zhu Zhu loves to peek at Lin Guozi when there is nothing to do. The four people holding hands are forming a circle, and the interesting four-corner relationship is subtly and quietly interpreted in the happy years of Tianxianglou. Ruan Xiangqin sees everything with the eyes of a person who has come before, but she treats it indifferently with the detachment of a wise man. This is Ruan Xiangqin's kind side, but also her lovely side, she never protects her son Lin Guozi with selfishness, in her eyes, these four big children are cute.

The years pass without a trace, and the time passes quietly in a flash. Du Xiaomeng taught Meng Fei to use the computer to search for information, type, send emails, and chat QQ; taught Meng Fei to go to the vegetable market to buy groceries, to shop in the supermarket, and to use various electrical appliances at home; Teach Meng Fei to go to the bank to get a bank card, deposit the first month's salary and how to use the ATM; Teach Meng Fei Entertainment gossip draft fashion brand financial insurance securities what is going on. In short, Du Xiaomeng, who has all the common sense of life necessary for modern people, has taught him as quickly as possible, and Meng Fei's comprehension is extremely high, and he can always grasp it quickly, and draw inferences from one another. Not only that, Du Xiaomeng also paid for him to buy several sets of clothes and various daily necessities.

You must know that although Du Xiaomeng was not suitable for ancient times, he was not struggling, at least modern people have a considerable degree of understanding of ancient times, so they will not panic. But it is a different story from ancient times to modern times, this is an unknown world, and many things are unheard of. Therefore, Meng Fei's ability to fully adapt to modern life within a month is the result of rapid evolution, and of course, it is also the credit of Du Xiaomeng, a good teacher.

And Du Moran is getting rid of crutches day by day, but thanks to Meng Fei. Since Meng Fei knew that the daily rehabilitation training would help Du Moran resume walking, he took the initiative to take this task on his shoulder. Maybe it's to avoid the work of the restaurant, to be honest, it's better to ask an emperor to do this kind of work of washing dishes and wiping the table and serving dishes, and besides, he can't learn well, so he has to find an excuse to slip away. But maybe it's just because I like Du Moran, the two have similar interests and similar temperaments. They are all knowledgeable and proficient in calligraphy and painting, so they hit it off at first sight and became old friends.

In short, Meng Fei was very happy to spend an afternoon every day taking Du Moran out for a walk in a nearby park, giving him a massage, or taking him to the hospital for physiotherapy. Sometimes, Du Moran refused to go out, and Meng Fei would force him to go out with his domineering side, and only he dared to force Du Moran to go out, but fortunately, Du Moran couldn't get angry with him. The two often chatted about hundreds of schools of thought, books and paintings while walking, and the more they talked, the more interesting they became. Du Moran often felt that this handsome and chic, personable, and aristocratic young man had an extraordinary background, or a limitless future, but he was so depressed in front of him, and the reason for it was not clear or incomprehensible, so he simply didn't want to.

After a month, Du Moran has made rapid progress and has been able to get rid of crutches and walk a short distance. The day he just got rid of his crutches, the whole family was ecstatic, Ruan Xiangqin thanked Meng Fei with a thousand words, and even Lin Guozi forgave Meng Fei for his clumsiness of still breaking plates from time to time. And Du Xiaomeng said slyly: "I taught you so many things, you help my father walk again, let's even if it's even." ”

Du Moran re-painted, a little unsmooth. The feet are good, but the hands are a little trembling from time to time, irrepressible, and they can't tell when they are shaking. This is more thunderous for a painter than a mutilated foot.

Often it is just a line of dissatisfaction, the ink is too thick or too light, and after painting one by one, the mood becomes extremely irritable and hysterical. Zhu Tianxu, the owner of Qiyun Gallery, came to visit his old friends every once in a while, one was concerned about Du Moran's health, and the other was that several old customers had named Du Moran's paintings.

One night, Tianxianglou was closing, and Zhu Tianxu broke in again. Ruan Xiangqin let him go upstairs and closed the door.

Du Xiaomeng was taking a bath in the bathroom, Meng Fei was hiding in Du Xiaomeng's room to surf the Internet, Lin Guozi was lying on the sofa in the living room watching a TV football match, and Du Moran was painting on the balcony of the living room with an easel. As soon as Ruan Xiangqin went upstairs, Zhu Tianxu turned around and smiled: "Cousin, please help me cook a bowl of beef noodles, I haven't eaten dinner yet, I'm sorry for you." Ruan Xiangqin scolded lightly: "You stinky boy, you didn't come early, you didn't come until it closed." What are you busy with? I told you to eat three meals on time, so that your stomach will not spoil, look, this is how your stomach is eaten. ”

Without waiting for Zhu Tianxu to answer, Ruan Xiangqin had already turned around and ran downstairs. Although Zhu Tianxu is her distant cousin, she grew up in a village since she was a child, and her relationship is very good. Otherwise, when Ruan Xiangqin introduced Du Moran's paintings to Zhu Tianxu, Zhu Tianxu would not have been so active in promoting and planning for an unknown painter, and there would be no Du Moran's achievements today. You must know that Qiyun Gallery is one of the best galleries in China, and generally only sells paintings by famous artists.

Lin Guozi watched the football game and was fascinated, and was unexpectedly punched in the shoulder by Zhu Tianxu, and suddenly came to his senses: "Ah, Uncle Zhu, you are here." Sit, sit down. ”

"Stinky boy, if you are not an athlete, you are still so obsessed with sports, and you are so fascinated by it." Zhu Tianxu didn't scratch Du Heiran, who was engrossed on the balcony, but sat beside Lin Guozi with a smile. At this moment, a sweet and crisp greeting came from the right ear.

"Uncle Zhu, you're here again, didn't you bring us something delicious?" Du Xiaomeng walked out of the bathroom, dressed in a white robe and pajamas, drying his hair with a towel, his long wet hair draped over his shoulders, a little casual and lazy.

"What's 'again' coming, you girl, I'm not welcome to come. I haven't woken up for more than two years, and when I woke up, I still be so naughty, I think you were the quietest and most like a girl in those two years. ”

"Who told you not to bring us something to eat?" Xiaomeng deliberately pouted and sat next to Zhu Tianxu.

"Is there any mistake, your family has a restaurant, what do you eat? I've come to you looking for something to eat, what more delicious food should I bring? ”

"However, we don't sell burgers in our restaurant, and I like burgers and fries."

"Girl, that's junk food. If you eat it, you will get fat, girls generally don't like to eat it, and it's not good to eat too much fried food. ”

"It doesn't matter, I don't eat fat, I love to eat. You bring it next time, bring it next time. Xiaomeng shook Zhu Tianxu's arm and coquettishly.

At this time, Ruan Xiangqin brought the beef noodles up. Zhu Tianxu was hungry, his eyes staring at his face. Xiao Meng's eyes were quick, and he brought the noodles over: "You have to bring a hamburger next time, otherwise I won't give it to you." ”

"Good, good, good. I said yes but no. Zhu Tianxu was helpless.

"I want a bucket for the whole family. Plus ten burgers and two packets of fries. ”

"Okay, family bucket, ten burgers, fries, oh my God, you can really eat it."

"Hehe, it's not for me alone, it's for our whole family. But I'm going to have to eat three burgers and two pairs of chicken wings by myself, so hey, hey, hey. ”

Zhu Tianxu snatched the noodles, rolled his eyes, and exchanged a bowl of noodles for a KFC meal, it's really cost-effective?!

He pulled the noodles into his mouth and spit out a word to Du Xiaomeng: "Pig." ”

Lin Guozi laughed: "Uncle Zhu, you just know." ”

"Hmm." Du Xiaomeng glared at him. Lin Guozi immediately shrank back: "No, well, Xiaomeng, it's a blessing to be able to eat, and it's a blessing to be able to eat." ”

Ruan Xiangqin smiled: "Little dream, fruit, are you hungry?" Do you want to have a bowl too, there is still one in the pot. And Meng Fei, do you want to have a bowl too. ”

"No need." Du Xiaomeng and Lin Guozi spoke in unison.

Hearing Meng Fei, Du Xiaomeng hurriedly rushed into his room.

"Get up and take over my computer again."

Xiaomeng pulled Meng Fei, but he couldn't pull it, Meng Fei didn't move. Suddenly, Xiaomeng was shocked: "You, no, you're browsing for cuties, oh my God!" Can't get enough of the three palaces and six courtyards? Still so interested in women. ”

Meng Fei replied in a long tone like sleepwalking: "However, I have never seen such a revealing one." Moreover, haven't you touched a woman in two or three months? ”

"Dizzy!" Du Xiaomeng almost fainted, this Shunzhi Emperor has really been transformed by himself to be modern enough: "Is this what the Ninety-Five Supreme should say?" Why are you starting to speak in a tone like a street thug? ”

Meng Fei stared at Xiaomeng with discharged eyes: "I have forgotten that I am the Ninety-Five Supreme, I am just a common man, this is very good, I am a son of the West, this is originally the life I yearn for, except for a little more women, what is the good of being an emperor?" What's more, I was reunited with my beloved concubine, how nice it is! ”

Du Xiaomeng's heart was stung, the mist quickly filled her eyes, and she stretched her stubborn little face: "I told you, Zhu Zhu is Zhu Zhu, not your Wanru." The person Zhu Zhu likes is my brother. ”

"I know, but so what? As long as I want to get it, I can get it. ”

"You," Du Xiaomeng knotted angrily: "Get out of here, get out of Zhuzhu's side." You lazy, ungrateful thing! After speaking, out of nowhere, he gave birth to infinite strength and pushed Meng Fei away.

Meng Fei staggered and almost fell to the ground, he opened a pair of handsome eyes and muttered aggrievedly: "What's wrong?" Suddenly like a dominatrix? Where did I say it wrong? Because I'm going to rob your brother's girlfriend? But your brother doesn't like her, no matter how stupid I am, I can see that your brother likes you. You're not brothers and sisters, so you could have been together. In this way, kiss on kiss, it's good, right? Just what each needs is ...... in pairs."

Before the words fell, he was beaten again. "Say it again, say it again......"

"What the hell is going on? It's really unreasonable, unreasonable. Meng Fei finally couldn't hold back and shouted.

At the same time, Du Xiaomeng fell silent, took a deep breath, exhaled a breath, she calmed herself, brushed her forehead bangs, sat on the chair in front of the desk, and said, "It's okay, it's okay." You go out. My novel is about to be published, and tomorrow I am scheduled to be interviewed on a TV show to promote my new book. I have some emails to reply to, so you get out. ”

Meng Fei was not used to her cold tone, for the first time in the past month, when he saw her so cold, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, but Du Xiaomeng stood up again and roared: "I told you to go out and still don't get out!" Get out! Get out! Disappear from Miss Ben! ”

He was stunned, and for some reason, his heart was uncomfortable! Maybe I've never experienced such idleness, and I feel uncomfortable like never before! He said angrily, "Okay, I'm gone!" I'll take care of you later, I, I'm a puppy. ”

After speaking, he opened the door and stepped forward, and closed the door with a bang. The people in the living room who were watching TV and eating fruit looked at him in amazement. Du Moran was also among them, and he had just taken a seat to complain to his old friend Zhu Tianxu about the poor progress of his painting.

"What are you doing? Meng Fei, does the door have an enmity with you, or does Xiaomeng have an enmity with you? If you dare to bully Xiaomeng, try!? Lin Guozi was the first to attack.

Meng Feitie blushed and said nothing, and walked directly through everyone Shi Shiran to the balcony of the living room, holding his hands behind his back and staring up at the starry sky in a daze.

"Hey! Why is this kid so angry? Lin Guozi was about to have a seizure when she stood up, and was pulled back to the sofa by Ruan Xiangqin and sat down.

"Son, everyone has their own troubles, maybe he is worrying about something, let's not bother him, I believe he will get better soon."

"But why is he always holding on to this? He won't do anything at all, and he'll eat and drink here for nothing. Lin Guozi was still disdainful and angry. In fact, Lin Guozi is not really stingy, but for some reason, it seems that he has a grudge against Meng Fei in his previous life, but he doesn't like him. Besides, he also felt threatened, even if he was stupid, he could see that Du Xiaomeng was different from her brother who was a classmate in elementary school, very different. And Meng Fei is so good-looking, it's hard for any girl not to be tempted? Seeing that he showed favor to Zhu Zhu three times and twice, and Du Xiaomeng always circled around him, teaching him to help him with the computer, Ruan Xiangqin and Du Moran liked him very much, as if all the good things in the world were taken up by him, could Lin Guozi not be angry?

"Hey, fruit, don't say that. Everyone is good at different things, so you have to be generous. Although he can't work in a restaurant, people are not related to us, and being able to accompany his father to go for a walk every day to do rehabilitation is also a kind of labor for him, and it is the same? Nguyen was still trying her best to reassure her son.

"Look, he's still moving his father's easel, what is he going to do?" Lin Guozi stood up again.

Du Moran and Zhu Tianxu looked at the balcony, and sure enough, they saw Meng Fei dipping his fingers in ink and smearing them on the drawing paper, and the two of them unconsciously stood up and went to the balcony. Ruan Xiangqin pulled her son back on the sofa again: "Dad and cousin are gone, don't go." The soccer game is over, so take a shower and go to bed. ”

Lin Guozi really took the order and left.

Meng Fei needed to vent, his heart was blocked by a breath of panic, he didn't know why it was uncomfortable, he needed to vent, if he was in the palace before, how would he be in his current mood? There were no women here, and he looked around, just an easel that looked a little lonely. So naturally, he walked over, dipped his finger in ink, and painted with his fingerprints.

Yes, the legendary Shunzhi Emperor's finger threading technique was actually reproduced in the world under Meng Fei's fingers. Du Moran and Zhu Tianxu stood behind Meng Fei and couldn't help but be shocked when they watched a landscape emerge under Meng Fei's fingers. And then the ecstasy! Oh my God, that's amazing. I saw that between the mountains and rivers and the smoke and waves, a handsome and elegant handsome son was independent of a flat boat, boating leisurely, with a small figure, I don't know where to float, a kind of lonely world full of painting paper.

After finishing the painting, he waved another inscription poem: "The cold wind is independent and the smoke is misty, and the lonely boat is floating among the water and clouds." Where to find alone, fly through the ancient and modern dreams to find. "Signed Meng Fei. Poetry is achieved overnight. Words, dragons fly and phoenixes dance, elegant and free.

Du Moran and Zhu Tianxu looked at each other. Zhu Tianxu couldn't help but praise first: "Good painting!" Good poetry! Good word! First of all, this painting will be sold in my Qiyun Gallery, and I promise to sell it for you at a good price. "It is worthy of being a painting and calligraphy dealer, and it is business when you say it.

Meng Fei looked confused. Although I heard Du Xiaomeng say that Du Moran, a painter, made money by selling paintings to support his family, he never thought that his paintings would one day be hung in galleries for sale. From birth, he never used the money himself. Painting and calligraphy is just for fun. At this moment, when he knew that his paintings were favored by painting and calligraphy dealers and would be sold, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't even say how he felt.

Du Moran also sighed: "You kid, I really can't see it!" Although I often talk to you about calligraphy and painting, I think you have a strong traditional Chinese cultural heritage, but I have never seen you paint with my own eyes. I didn't expect that you would be so extraordinary as soon as you made a move, and you would imitate the paintings of Emperor Shunzhi, and even imitate the painting skills, you have been practicing this finger thread painting method for a long time. It's really perfect, almost fake. ”

"Yes, yes. I, Qiyun Gallery, have to help you plan and publicize it, and introduce this lost finger thread painting method to the public. In this case, I'll make a promotion in the newspaper first, you draw two more pictures, and I'll hold an auction in two days, so that there is no limit to the price, maybe you can sell it at a price you can't think of? Zhu Tianxu said enthusiastically. He thought to himself, since Du Moran could no longer create masterpieces from the peak state, then Qiyun Gallery must definitely create another famous artist to serve old customers and consolidate the status of the gallery. Besides, Meng Fei's painting is indeed very good, which can be called a stunning work.

Du Moran couldn't help but feel a little lost, he knew that his glorious era had passed, but as an old painter with both virtue and art, he was also happy for this little brother with pity. He patted Meng Fei on the shoulder: "Little brother, you're lucky, if you meet Boss Zhu of Qiyun Gallery, you don't have to worry about everything, just paint well." You'll make it, Meng Fei. Let's draw two more pictures and bring them back to Tianxu. If you don't let him bring it back tonight, he won't be able to sleep. ”

"Haha, it's still Brother Du who understands me." Zhu Tianxu smiled heartily.

Du Moran waved his hand: "I'll go to sleep, you can accompany him to paint." ”

Du Moran and Ruan Xiangqin went back to the room. But this night, Du Moran tossed and turned, and couldn't close his eyes for a moment. Ruan Xiangqin understood, but was speechless to comfort her. Zhu Tianxu, who originally came to urge Du Moran to paint, actually asked for someone else's painting, what about himself? Where will he go from now on?

Zhu Tianxu got his wish and asked for two more paintings, and before the dawn was slightly revealed, he happily left Tianxianglou with three paintings in his arms. The first title is Dreams. The second: a picture of crossing a buffalo, and the third: an image of Zhong Kui.

At that time, in fact, Du Xiaomeng had just fallen asleep with tears on his pillow. The upcoming novel is not the one in which she has written 100,000 words in person, but another youth romance novel that she hastily completed in only half a month. And those tens of thousands of words, she has already moved them to her blog and recorded them as a mood diary. Since Meng Fei appeared, she continued to write very naturally and smoothly, like a running account, typing some words into it every night before going to sleep, recording her and Ai Xin Jueluo. Bits and pieces of blessings.

Her tone is beautiful and sad, look, knowing that Zhu Zhu is Zhu Zhu, Wanru is Wanru, Meng Fei is still stubbornly infatuated with Zhu Zhu, although he knows that Zhu Zhu is just a shadow of Wanru, a shell, he is also obsessed with that shadow, that shell without regrets. In his heart, there has never been a place for her Du Xiaomeng. No matter how good she is to him, it is useless, who calls her not Wanru, not the Wanru who can make Meng Fei give up the throne and even give up his life.

Du Xiaomeng was in deep despair, with a heavy heartache caused by despair, and couldn't sleep. This is the second time they have quarreled, and the first quarrel was three hundred years ago, because Du Xiaomeng went to see the concubine and had a quarrel. That quarrel was actually sweet for Du Xiaomeng, because in the final analysis, it was caused by Fulin's jealousy. But this time, in addition to the pain, it was still pain.

She knew that he didn't have her in his heart, that he was arguing with her for another girl, and it was completely different. Really, she didn't want to lose her temper with Meng Fei, she didn't want to be so rude to Meng Fei, but when he mentioned Zhu Zhu and showed deep affection, she couldn't restrain herself.

She held Long Fengpei tightly, her hands trembling slightly. She clutched the horn and cried loudly. This pain is heartbreaking. Break one's heart. But I can only endure the bottom of my heart.