"It seems that this world is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." After listening to Dad Lin's statement, Chen Zheng couldn't help but sigh again.

"Why did you suddenly come to such an exclamation, or did you think of something?" Dad Lin hurriedly asked.

"As far as I know, of course, I have only heard that there are still many famous families now, who have gone through the changes of the times, but they still secretly preserve the fundamentals, and these inheritance portals are available at home and abroad. Usually, their core children follow the ancient style of the Han and Tang dynasties, accept the ancient education methods, and have little contact with the outside world. I guess that Liu Xiaoyou you said is very likely to come out of such a mansion. ”

"Is there such a thing? No wonder I think he doesn't seem to know much about worldly things, and he doesn't speak in plain language, a bit like he is deliberately imitating, rather than his original habit of speaking. ”

"When you say that, it should be fine. By the way, what do you think of others? ”

"The contact has not been long ago, I dare not say the specifics, but I don't look like a bad person, I have a good upbringing, I am also very smart, I am observant, I can understand everything at once, but my mind is a little heavy, and I always feel that there is something hidden in my heart."

"It's normal to do this, as you said, if you have such a big conflict with your family, you don't want to go home, it's strange to be relieved. But this hand-painted work, there is really nothing to say. ”

"Then can you help me find a way to arrange it?"

"Arrangement? What do you mean? ”

"You see, the tourist season is only ten days and a half months, in my small shop, I have to shoot flies at that time, he will probably not be so easy to figure out for a while, I can't keep him, do nothing all day. This little offspring is like a mirror in his heart, I am afraid that he will feel indebted, inadvertently, and leave, when the time comes, what will I encounter, how can I explain to my family? ”

When Chen Zheng heard this, he glared, "If you dare to love, you want to take the burden, even if you are afraid of trouble, why do you push it to me?" ”

"You have a wide face, I don't look for anyone you look for." Dad Lin had a natural expression.

Chen Zheng stretched out his finger, pointed at Dad Lin, and nodded a few times, "They all say that you are honest and loyal, Xu Na was blinded by your appearance back then." ”

"Don't talk about it, think about it. Think about it, hurry up and leave. ”

"If you want to arrange, you have to let me meet people and talk a few words."

"Yes, then you sit and wait, they should be back soon. I'll go to the front first. ”

"Eh, what, you want me to help, you have to have good wine and meat tonight. Also, I have to pick one of these fans. When he saw that Dad Lin was about to walk to the door, Chen was playing with the folding fan on the table, and this sentence suddenly came out of his mouth.

"You bad old man, don't you come empty-handed, you still have to eat and drink, and you still have to reap the benefits?"

"Go, go, busy with your go, don't bother me to study good things."

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"Dad, I'm back." Lin Wanmo, who was wearing a pink casual suit and stepping on a pair of small white shoes, walked into the Lin family's old shop like a blooming lotus on a summer afternoon.

"I'm back, I'm tired. Oh ho, this handsome descendant, sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, so they look more energetic. Dad Lin looked at his daughter lovingly, and then saw Liu Jing who was followed by Liu Jing who was changing into new clothes, and his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise it.

"I have to thank Miss Lin, for picking for a long time." Liu Jing was still a little uncomfortable in her new clothes, and she was even more embarrassed to be seen by Dad Lin.

Dad Lin remembered Chen Zheng's words, thinking that he was probably used to wearing that ancient style of clothing, and didn't think much about it, he turned his head to Lin Wanmo, who was thinking, "It's not that Miss Ben has a good eye", and said with a little smugness on his face: "Girl, your Principal Chen is here." ”

"Uncle Chen, he's here? Where are the others now? Hearing that Chen Zheng was coming, Lin Wanmo was also overjoyed and asked happily.

"It's just behind the shop, you go in and say hello, and by the way, take Liu Jing to get to know."

"Well, who then, don't stand like a log. Take you to meet the 'big guys'. ”

Chen Zheng was admiring the several folding fans spread out on the table, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, when he suddenly heard behind him, "Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen......".

"Eh, Xiao Mo, it's you. Come, let Uncle Chen take a good look at you, okay, I haven't seen you for more than a month, and you're beautiful again. ”

"Uncle Chen can still speak, unlike my father, who knows that people are fat."

"Ignore your dad, he loves to talk nonsense." Chen Zheng patted him lovingly and ran over happily, Lin Wanmo, who was holding his arm, looked at Liu Jing who was following behind and asked, "Who is this young man?" Why don't you introduce Uncle Chen? ”

"He? Dumbfounded, what is there to introduce, I don't understand anything. His name is Liu Jing, and he still has words? It's called. ”

Liu was stunned. Liu Jing hurriedly corrected her.

"Liu Jing, Liu was stunned. Good surname, good name, good word. Fortunately, fortunately, it will be ......", unlike Lin Wanmo's face full of disgust, Chen Zheng was obviously extremely appreciative, bowed his hand and said three "good" in a row, and said "fortunately" twice.

Liu Jing smiled and returned the salute: "I've seen the old gentleman."

"Jingjing Junyan, it's really a romantic appearance, it's worth the trip."

"Uncle Chen, why are you sour with him." Looking at the old and young people around him going back and forth, behaving like the ancients for the first time, Lin Wanmo wrinkled his nose and muttered.

"Haha, you girl, ......, the good atmosphere has been ruined for you, and the scenery is ruined. Come, come here. Chen Zheng scolded with a smile, then beckoned the two to approach the table, picked up the folding fan on it, and asked Liu Jing with a smile: "This painting was painted by Xiaoyou?" ”

Seeing that Liu Jing nodded, he pointed to the inscription on it and asked, "Girl, this is your masterpiece, right?" ”

"What, Uncle Chen, can't I write well?" Lin Wanmo blinked his eyes wide, pretending to be pitiful and looking at Chen Zheng.

"The words, Qing Lijuanxiu, the writing is good, but you look at the content yourself, then the lotus pond mandarin duck wrote the first "Ten Miles of Ping Lake", forget it. This is obviously a painting of the landscape of the ancient town, you have to write something 'if life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan', it is really too far-fetched. "Although he loves Lin Wanmo and does not lose to Lin's father, after all, Chen Zheng is a teacher, and he is still quite rigorous in academic matters.

"Mr. Chen, actually, I think this sentence is quite good." Liu Jing on the side interjected with a smile.

Seeing that Liu Jing did not fall into the well, but chose to "speak up", Lin Wanmo glanced at Liu Jing with an expression of "you know each other".

This small action, but Chen Zheng, who was already considered an old man, looked at Lin Wanmo, and then at Liu Jing, "Haha, it seems that he is really old." Come to think of it, it's really a good match, it's a good match. By the way, Brother Liu, I see that there is also a fan painting without an inscription, can you please show your style, write a few words, and then give it to me? ”

Liu Jing listened to Chen Zheng's request, and did not push but twist, but generously arched his hand and said, "As long as Mr. doesn't dislike it, it's just a gesture." ”

"Okay, good, girl, wake up the ink."

"Uncle Chen......, don't help him", I heard that I had to help Liu Jing polish the ink by myself, Lin Wanmo was immediately not very happy, and she was coquettish.

"This trick is useless today, if you don't hurry up, it will be regarded as a punishment for your random use of poetry."

"Mr. Chen, let's do it myself. Don't dare to let Miss Lin do it for you. ”

"This is not good, there is no reason to ask you to write an inscription, and do it yourself. Why, little Mo girl, I can't come by myself because of the old man. Be careful that I ask your teacher Luo to make a big difference in your year-end evaluation. ”

"Uncle Chen, you are using your power for personal gain, grinding and grinding, hum." In the face of "power", our Miss Lin had no choice but to bow her head, run to the table, pour water, and "obediently" study the ink.

Exactly, there is a pool of residual ink in the inkstone, and the slender hands are gentle and soft, and there is a unique scenery.