Old Man Xiao sat on a chair, and two wooden boxes were placed in front of him: "What do you think of these two gifts." ”

Xiao Chen chuckled: "A gift for grandpa, grandpa asked me what I thought I was doing." But I'm curious what you think, Grandpa. ”

Old Man Xiao also smiled, opened a wooden box and picked up the Buddhist beads inside: "Since it is a gift, it is valuable, but the gift giver pays more attention to the person who gave the gift." I like and appreciate people even if they give a piece of broken copper and iron, so the gift given by outsiders can only be called a gift, which is no different from the gift given by everyone outside, at most it is more expensive. ”

Xiao Chen simply pulled out a chair and sat down, he had never walked properly, he didn't sit or stand.

But in front of his old man, he still sat upright.

"This is what Qiqi got after working with a master for a few days, and he was so out-of-the-box that he meditated for a day. If you don't like it, Grandpa, give it to me. ”

Old Man Xiao glanced at his grandson with disdain: "When did I say I don't like it anymore, you can't get it yourself, you covet others, you haven't caught it for so many years, it's a shame, quickly disappear from my eyes." ”

Xiao Chen got up, and before leaving, he glanced at the Buddha bead again: "Then grandpa, you can put it away." ”

Old man Xiao: "I don't take it away, I wear it every day!" ”

When Xiao Chen went downstairs, he saw the aunt at home spitting, looking at him as if he had something to say.

But Xiao Chen is the one with the worst temper in the family and the most difficult to speak, and the aunt doesn't dare to come forward and talk casually.

Or Xiao Chen stopped his pace and took the initiative to ask, "Do you have something to say to me?" ”

Auntie nodded: "Young master, I have something to tell you, about when I didn't stand firm and knocked down Miss Qi's box before, I felt something tripped me, and the feeling was very clear, and I wasn't so confused, and I wouldn't have any hallucinations." ”

Xiao Chen's fingertips rubbed and nodded: "Got it, you go get busy." ”

The birthday party is over.

Some people go home happy, some people go home.

Qi Qian didn't stay long, she went back with her father, and she didn't go home for half a year, and when she came back this time, she just wanted to attend Grandpa Xiao's birthday banquet and leave.

But her father dragged a long and soft tone and asked her to go back to live for two days, Qi Qian saw his father who was getting older, and he couldn't say anything if he refused.

The Qi family is a scholarly family, Qi Qian's father, grandfather and grandfather are all writers, the history can be traced back to the Qing Dynasty, she heard her father say that many of her ancestors were the champions of that era, and they wrote well.

And her father, Qi Renhua, has many articles that have been included in middle school textbooks, university Chinese classes and textbooks written by him.

The published novels are not only world-renowned, but also well-known throughout Asia, and have been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature many times, but they have never been lucky enough to win the highest award in world literature.

Qi Qian's mother was a businessman, and his grandparents were businessmen in the era.

Qi Qian was born under the combination of literati and businessmen, and the fruits of love are beautiful, but the longer the two get along, there will be more and more contradictions.

The literati are high, and the businessmen are coppery.

This is a sentence that has been passed down since ancient times, and it is also the impression of the outside world on the second type of people from ancient times to the present.

In a way, it's true, a person is busy making money and socializing all day long, and a person is busy writing all day long, and he doesn't like philistines, and likes to be in the wind and snow.