From childhood to adulthood, I have followed my grandfather's instructions, not to stand out, not to stand out, not to show off in the forest, not to be afraid, not to be afraid, not to go against my heart, which is also in line with Confucianism to a certain extent, moderation.

"Little brother, when are we going to my house? Why don't you go now? He Lao stood up excitedly, looked at me and said.

"This?" Hearing He Lao's words, I couldn't help but hesitate, now what I lack is time, and He Lao's granddaughter still has ten days, which is more important and which is naturally clear.

"Oh, that's right, the gloomy sand that the little brother wants is in my house, I just want to ask the little brother to help me see if my granddaughter can hold on for a few days when he goes to my house later, as long as you can help my granddaughter solve the path of the underworld before the deadline." He Zengzhou has lived for more than 50 years, and he often deals with all kinds of people, and he has long exercised a pair of perfect eyesight, seeing my expression, he can't guess what the reason is, even if he has that kind of thought in his heart, he will not say it at this time.

As the saying goes, if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, if you want to take it, you must give it first, and he also believes that his eyesight will not look at the wrong person.

"Okay." I nodded, no further hesitation.

"By the way, is the little brother here just to buy gloomy sand?" When he went downstairs, He Lao couldn't help but ask again.

"If there is a suitable pen and inkstone, I will buy it together." I said it directly.

"Hehe, the little brother also saw the sign at my door, Wen Bao Zhai, if you say antiques or something, I really don't have many here, but I promise not to disappoint you with good brushes and inkstones." He Lao smiled confidently, and then instructed the guy who had just received me, "Xiao Qiu, you go and bring the No. 1 box." ”

"Boss, you said Box No. 1?" The young man named Xiao Qiu looked at his boss in some surprise, he didn't understand what was wrong with the boss, could it be that he looked away at the young man in front of him? Is it a hidden tycoon? Or is it the prince who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?

"Well, it's Box No. 1, hurry up." He Lao waved his hand and said undoubtedly.

Seeing He Lao's attitude, I didn't pretend to refuse, after all, a good pen and inkstone still help me to a certain extent.

Soon, the little Qiu came over with a long box in his hand and carefully placed it on the table in front of me.

"Little brother, this is a gift from me, it's not worth a few dollars, can you see if you're satisfied." He Lao pushed the wooden box in front of me and said directly.

Xiao Qiu next to him was even more shocked when he heard this, he originally thought it was a big money, and he felt that his boss was going to give it away for nothing, especially when he heard his boss say that it was not worth a few dollars, he was even more heartbroken, but it hurt, and his flesh hurt.

I was not polite, opened the box, only to see that it was covered with thick satin, and there was a pen holder, a white jade pen shaft was lying quietly in the meantime, the little finger thick pen body carved with a tiger descending the mountain, and the original pattern of the white jade was perfectly combined together, especially the white tiger, although small, but it looked full of agility, the arc-shaped surface, but also made the white tiger have a three-dimensional feeling.

The tip of the pen is silver-gray, and it looks like it should be made from the tail of some kind of animal, and the roots are scattered, but they are fine and delicate, and you can tell from the appearance that this is a priceless brush.

At the other end, there is a quaint inkstone, seeing this inkstone, I can't help but feel a sigh of surprise in my heart, and immediately take it in my hand and look at it carefully.

This inkstone is obviously some age, some traces on it have a kind of mottled taste of time, and one end of the inkstone is engraved with the word Meigong.

"Little brother also knows how to do it?" Maybe it was because he saw me looking carefully, He Lao asked beside him.

"Seriously, I don't know anything about this thing, I don't even know who Meigong is, but I can see that this inkstone is a good thing." I smiled and put the inkstone back in the box, but this time I earned it.

"Whew!" Without waiting for He Lao to speak, Xiao Qiu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but laugh.

"Xiao Qiu." He Lao's eyes widened, and he looked at his own plan with some dissatisfaction.

"It's okay, if you don't understand, you don't understand, there's nothing to be ashamed of, but I think this brother must know who Meigong is, right? If you don't mind, can you tell me about it? "I didn't care about the attitude of the guys, it would be too tiring to live all day for other people's attitudes.

The guy seemed to be flushed because of my words, but in the end he still opened his mouth to explain under the gaze of He Lao, "Meigong is the Ming Dynasty everyone, calligrapher, painter Chen Jiru's cousin, Huating people, twenty-nine years old in seclusion in Xiaokunshan, his talent, poetry, calligraphy and painting, author of "Ni Gu Lu", "Chen Meigong Complete Works", "Small Window Secrets" and other books, and Chen Jiru is a book lover, and also loves to copy books, this inkstone is the inkstone used by Chen Jiru when he copied books and practiced words on weekdays. ”

After the guy finished speaking, he looked at me proudly.

"No wonder." After listening, three words came out of my mouth.

"What's the wonder?" The guy was stunned for a moment, and looked at me puzzled.

"No wonder this inkstone has such a strong heroic righteousness, it is estimated that this Chen Jiru has at least reached the level of a great Confucian." I clasped the box shut, patted it gently, and said.

"Haoran righteousness?" The guy looked at me with a strange expression, but He Lao's eyes showed a strange look, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I hugged the box and left with the reluctance on the face of the guy.

"Little brother, how did you get here? Do you want me to drive you? Walking out of the antique street, He Lao asked.

"No need, I'm coming by car, you can lead the way later."

When I came to the parking place, I coincidentally parked with Mr. He's car, Mr. He drove a black Audi, which was not conspicuous at all, but when he saw me open the door, the expression on his face changed again.

He Lao's home is not very far from the antique street, less than fifteen minutes by car, I came to a quiet villa area, I was a little surprised to see this place, because the whole Qingshan can live here people are either rich or expensive, if a Wenbao Zhai alone, it is not enough for He Lao to live in this kind of place, it seems that people are not as simple as they seem.

Elder Ariga led the way in front, and with the scary things posted on my car, there was no security guard who didn't know how to interrogate him, until he came to the door of a villa.

As soon as He Lao's car stopped, the door was opened from the inside, and then a little girl in pink clothes rushed out of the house like a wind, and hit He Lao who stepped out of the door, and a series of laughter was sprinkled behind him.

"Grandpa!" The little girl threw herself directly into He Lao's arms and screamed crisply, and she could hear that her voice was very nice and pleasant.

He Lao bent down to pick up the little girl with a doting face, and then looked at me and walked over, "I'm sorry, let the little brother smile." ”

"It's okay, your granddaughter is beautiful and cute." I looked at the little girl and praised it sincerely, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were clear and clean, and she had a typical small melon seed face.

"Hello uncle." The little girl also looked at me, not seeing the shyness of the stranger at all, and called out generously.

"Well, you're okay too." I smiled and greeted her.

"Dad, you're back." At this time, a beautiful young woman in her thirties came out of the room, and her face and plate were seven points similar to the little girl in He Lao's arms, and she was just as beautiful.

"Well, this is my little brother, who is a guest at our house." He Lao didn't reveal my identity directly, but just used a little brother.

"Grandpa, uncle is your brother, so shouldn't I call him grandpa too? But he was younger than his father. The little girl lying in He Lao's arms suddenly became unhappy.

"This?" He Lao was suddenly embarrassed.

"Call uncle, and give it to each his own." I smiled, then looked at the young woman and said, "My name is Liu Yang." ”

This was not only for the young woman, but also to explain to He Lao, after all, since the meeting, I have not told He Lao my name, which seems somewhat rude.

"Hello, welcome to the house, if you don't mind, you can call me sister." The young woman smiled lightly, and the sun instantly became much brighter.

"Grandpa, can I let my uncle hold me?" Just when He Lao invited me to the house, the little girl in his arms suddenly said.

"Hire, why are you not sensible again?" Sister Fang frowned and looked at the little girl with a little sternness, and the latter suddenly felt aggrieved all over her little face.

"Okay, you don't talk about her, Hire, you tell grandpa, why do you want your uncle to hug you?" He Lao knows his granddaughter very well, and although he is usually polite to outsiders, it is difficult to get close to a person, let alone let others hug her as soon as they meet.

"Uncle's body smells good." The little girl pouted and thought for a moment before saying.

"Smells good?" He Lao was also confused by this answer, originally he thought that his granddaughter would say that his uncle was very kind, but he didn't want this answer, but why couldn't he smell anything?

Sister Fang also looked puzzled, she also knew her daughter, just by looking at her daughter's expression, she knew that her daughter was not lying.

Hearing this answer, only I was not surprised, as if I had expected it a long time ago, looking at the little girl's longing gaze, I directly stretched out my hands, and the mana flowed in my body at the same time.

The little girl's eyes lit up instantly, and then she didn't care that she was still in her grandfather's arms, so she threw herself at me.

Fortunately, I was relatively close, and I easily hugged the little girl, and then I saw her hugging my neck tightly, squinting slightly, and enjoying her face.

Although I knew from He Lao that the little girl was six years old, she was obviously shorter than her peers, and she seemed to be a little stunted.

Seeing the little girl's appearance, He Lao and Sister Fang were both surprised, but the latter was obviously stronger, as for He Lao, after thinking of my identity, I took it for granted.

"Let's go into the house."