"Nothing like that." Thick ink replied.

Xia Chongcai must have been confident about this news, but she definitely didn't expect Nong Mo to say this, and of course, I didn't either. Her face changed obviously, but immediately her eyes rolled and she regained her innocent appearance, "Really? No......" she slowed down, "This rumor is true, but well, there is no wind and no waves, for sure, there is a wind and grass." Sister Xuanzi, you must be careful, this is in the city, not as good as the countryside, and if something happens, it can't be settled in one or two sentences. Her eyes looked quite sincere, and I thought that if I had been before, I would have been deceived by you and her, but I don't want to look at her now.

She said again: "Senior brother, you must take good care of Sister Xuanzi." If she continued, I wanted to vomit, and the stomach acid was already too secreted, but fortunately, the No. 12 bus had already arrived.

I shook the goosebumps off my body and said, "Here comes the car." ”

Thick ink said to her, "What are you going to do? ”

I said, "Do you want to come with us?" "As long as a normal person knows this sentence, I'm urging, but I really overestimated Xia Chongcai, oh no, I should have underestimated her.

Xia Chongcai immediately seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, "Sister Xuanzi, you are so good!" You know I'm helpless here, it's just you and my brother, you're so good! She said she was going to hug me again, and I was about to get out of the way when Thick Ink pulled me on the bus.

He turned to Xia Chongcai and said, "I can't go back to Baitou Mountain, you go back to help Master, and I'll bring you here next time." I was dragged to the seat by him in a daze, and in Xia Chongcai's vicious eyes under the bus, I shuddered, thick ink on him, what did he just do? Doesn't he love this junior sister very much? How could it be...... I can't figure it out! I pinched my face, hiss, it hurts, it's not a dream! So that's it...... I stared at the thick ink next to me, hey, did you take the wrong medicine?

"It's understandable that everyone wants to appreciate beautiful things." Thick Mo took my hand and placed it on his lap, and he glanced at me, "Look at it when you go home, there are too many people here." ”

"Huh?" What's that? The corners of his mouth made me react, he, narcissism should also have a degree, okay! "Shameless!"

"It's bad if I don't have a face, it's a waste of this face." Thick ink said and didn't forget to touch his chin.

"You, hey, why did you treat Xia Chongcai like that today?" I asked. Could it be that he finally inadvertently discovered Xia Chongcai's badness? Otherwise, why did he lie to Xia Chongcai today and didn't bring her to play with her, and was in a hurry to drive her to Baitou Mountain?

"Isn't your grandfather coming today? He doesn't accept you very much.,At this time,It's time for you to watch xiàn.,Someone from the family is coming.,Will divide everyone's hearts.,I know you have a misunderstanding about Chongcai now.,This misunderstanding is not solved before.,She went to affect your mood.,It's not good for everyone.。 "Misunderstanding? I couldn't wait to bite the thick ink, and after pinching his hand hard, I decided to forget it, I didn't expect him to see Xia Chongcai clearly.

"You're so thoughtful." I said with a little bit of anger in my words.

"What's the matter, you must be angry when she goes, I don't let her go now, and you're angry too, Ah Xuan, what do you want me to do?" Nong Mo said helplessly. I don't want you to do anything, it's just that the reason why you don't let her go is for my sake, but how unhappy I am. But what can I do, I put up with it.

"Okay, okay, I'm not angry." I gave a thumbs up, "Your arrangement is very good!" ”

He pressed my hand, satisfied. The TV on the bus is showing festival news, which is the news of our city, and it is introducing a male university professor, "Thick ink, this is our university!" ”

"Professor Wei, well, introducing his painting." Thick ink said.

The paintings in the video are all great paintings, although I can't read them, but they are very good-looking, Professor Wei is an old man in his sixties, with the typical characteristics of a university professor, wearing a pair of glasses, and a chubby figure. The reporter was interviewing him, and the reporter asked: "Professor Wei, I heard that you seem to have created your own painting style, right, and I heard that the representative paintings of this painting style have come out, I don't know when we can feast our eyes?" ”

Professor Wei held his glasses with his hand, with an amiable smile on his face, "In our school, there will be an art exhibition during the beginning of September and October every school year, in this art exhibition, my students will display the works created under my guidance, this is to give everyone a preliminary understanding of my new painting style, as soon as the exhibition is over, I will show the painting to everyone." ”

"It's in a league of its own." I sighed, "Thick ink, this Professor Wei is really powerful, and he also created his own painting style, do you hear?" Several of his works have won awards! ”

"How do you know what kind of faction it is, you despise a certain faction." Thick ink teased me. Well, I used to despise the modernist painting school, eh, because I don't understand it, forget it, I don't understand it at all, I'm going to flip the table, I still remember, the teacher showed us a master's modernist paintings, we couldn't see what was inside, it was too abstract, the teacher could analyze that there were cows, people, stairs, and explained the master's state of mind and the dissatisfaction with reality to be expressed, I deeply felt that this was a disdain for my IQ, and it was simply some reading comprehension of the college entrance examination! ⊙_⊙ I don't know what Professor Wei's paintings look like.

"This is a professor of fine arts, I don't know if I have a senior sister." I said to myself.

"You said that Senior Sister Yu ended up depressed because she was eliminated from participating in the art exhibition, should we ask Professor Wei? Tell him that she can make an exception for Senior Sister Yu's works to be exhibited and fulfill her wishes! "Thick ink ti yì said.

"Good way!" I couldn't agree more.

I'm careful about the dividing line where Senior Sister looks at you******

"Grandpa." I shouted obediently. As soon as Nong Mo and I entered the door, we saw my grandfather sitting on the sofa, his face still smelly. Isn't this house already relieved of the feng shui crisis? Grandpa's face is not good, don't like me so obviously.

When my grandfather saw me come in, his originally stiff face actually moved, and I was about to be happy, but I found that he only snorted to express his dissatisfaction with me when he moved his face, and no, he was answering me.

Thick Mo took out a string of beads from his bag, "Grandpa, this is what Ah Xuan asked for you." "Huh? What am I asking for? When will I ...... Well, I saw a hand behind Thick Ink, and his hand was gesturing to me, okay, I begged for it, and I don't know when Thick Ink was prepared. He has more heart than me, and I feel that my grandfather doesn't like me, so I don't have the heart to think about anything else, I'm afraid that my grandfather won't accept it.

Grandpa just glanced at me, and then took the beads, "Give me this old man, like words?" "He really didn't like what I sent, and I felt a handful of loss in my heart.

"Ah Xuan wants to give you this peace, but after reading the scriptures for several days, these days of military training, every day is tired and sunny, Ah Xuan insists on praying for you, you just accept her heart." Nong Mo actually whispered so many good things to my grandfather for me, this is something he would never think about before, my heart is warm, and he has changed it for me. Subtly, did he find out on his own?

Grandpa snorted again and put the beads away, "Well, I see." "Got it...... Well, fortunately, he didn't hesitate to say a few words, which is also a good start, after all, he accepted it.

"Xuanzi, thick ink, ouch, you can come back!" Grandma came out of the kitchen with a girdle around her waist, and she was busy smiling, which reminded me of my grandmother, who would run out of the kitchen around my waist when I was out of school, and then bring me good food with a smile.

I tried hard to suppress my feelings, "Grandma, we've had breakfast." ”

"Yes, Grandma." The thick ink repeated.

Grandma was still happy, "Add food!" Extra meals! How can the food in the cafeteria be as delicious as the food at home! Your parents went out to buy snacks and gave you a big extra meal! She said to her grandfather again: "Xuanzi and her grandfather, you can't sleep in the morning and want to come over, and now that the children are back, why don't you speak?" "Grandma touched my arm, that look ...... I can't put it downo(╯□╰)o"Xuanzi, go and talk to your grandfather, he, last night he was arguing about what to bring over today......"

"You talk so much! Go cook! Grandpa's face turned red, and his beard was almost crooked, "Don't listen to her nonsense, I'm afraid that I'm late, the sun is hot on the road." "I found out that he was a little old man, was he ...... And not as harsh as it seems?

In front of my couch, my grandfather looked up at me, "Sit down." I glanced at Thick Ink again, and Thick Ink nodded at me, and Grandpa said to him again, "You too." ”

Thick Mo and I both sat down, and my grandfather opened a newspaper, "When will the girl be okay?" "I asked Thick Ink for help, he was asking me if I was still asking Thick Ink.

"Grandpa, we're already about to find the key thing, and Ah Xuan's matter is coming soon." Thick ink replied.

"Will it continue to get worse until it's resolved?" He asked again.

"The situation has already been controlled, Ah Xuan is already eighteen years old, and now he can basically maintain his snake qi by pumping it every once in a while." Thick ink said.

"Old man Gao, he didn't learn the hall, he said that he was eighteen years old, and he broke his promise." Grandpa's words became tougher, and it could be heard that he had a great grudge against the old man.

"Thick ink boy, are you still learning the Tao?" He flipped through another page of the newspaper.

Thick ink replied, "Yes, grandpa." ”

"There's something on my side that I need your help with, would you like to?" Grandpa looked up at the thick ink.