Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, five or six years had passed.

In the past few years, Cheng Hao has participated in two imperial examinations in a row, but his name has fallen to Sun Shan, and his status as a jinshi seems to be still far away.

Gradually, the surrounding neighbors are also familiar with Cheng Hao, a down-and-out person who has tried and failed, and people often come to sit in the grocery store, and from time to time they comment on Cheng Hao's calligraphy paintings, feeling very face-saving.

After all, it is a lifting man, although it is nothing in the capital, but if it is placed in a foreign county, it is also a person with status, and they are the families of merchants, and it is indeed a proud thing to be able to become friends with a lifting person.

In the evening of this day, after Cheng Hao and the shopkeeper had dinner, Cheng Hao painted as usual, the old man looked at it with a smile on the side, although the dim oil lamp was not bright, but the store was very warm, flat tgmn was comfortable, without any waves.

The old man is older, his energy is not as good as before, after looking at it for a while, he got up and went back to his room to sleep, Cheng Hao has long been accustomed to this, and immersed himself in the painting, it seems that only in this way can he eliminate the sadness in his heart.

In the middle of the painting, a gust of wind chimes sounded, the door of the store, someone pushed open, a little girl with pigtails, wearing a red coat, and holding a wind chime in her hand, cautiously opened the door and leaned in to take a look.

The little girl glanced at Cheng Hao a little timidly, but was soon attracted by the paintings on the surrounding walls, and said timidly: "Uncle, these are all painted by you, they are so beautiful, can you give me one?"

Cheng Hao smiled, stopped the paintbrush in his hand, walked to the wall, and took down one of the scrolls.

In this picture, there is a golden Buddha, coiled in the starry sky, with his hands folded, exuding golden light, which seems to be the center of the universe, and the stars around him are revolving around him.

"This is a big Buddha that my uncle often dreams of in his dreams, called the Buddha of the past, give it to you!"

The little girl didn't understand the big Buddha in the painting, but the golden Buddha statue was very good-looking, and after taking the scroll, she immediately smiled and said to Cheng Hao: "Thank you, uncle, I am from the shop next door, my name is Lan Caier!"

As she spoke, the girl ran out of the store quickly and shouted, "Daddy, mother, look, this is from my uncle." ”

Cheng Hao stood up and walked to the door, only to see a man and a woman come out in a store opposite, the man smiled and picked up the girl, and after taking the scroll, his eyes immediately lit up, and then he looked up at Cheng Hao, hesitated slightly, approached with the scroll, and said: "The child is not sensible, little brother, how much is this thing?"

"It's just a painting, I painted it myself, the child likes it, just keep it, it's not worth a few dollars!"

Cheng Hao smiled and waved his hand, and then asked, "You guys are new here, right?

"Yes, I just rented this shop yesterday, sell some fabrics, and do some small business!" The man nodded with a smile, "By the way, I heard from the neighbors around me, little brother, you are still a good man, and it is our honor to be a neighbor with you!"

Cheng Hao couldn't help but shake his head, "What kind of master is not a master, it's just a mixed meal, it's not worth mentioning!"

"Little brother said with a smile, with your identity, if you leave the capital, you can definitely live well outside, but it seems that the little brother has great ambitions in his heart, this is not a jinshi and will not return to his hometown!"

"Hehe, where is the ambition of the bird, but there are no relatives in my hometown for a long time, and it is the same wherever I live, and I have been here for a long time, and I am too lazy to change places. ”

Speaking of this, Cheng Hao was a little interested, waved his hand, and then walked towards the grocery store, "By the way, you just came, if you have anything to buy, you can come to the store to get it, they are all neighbors, not expensive!"

"Okay, I'm going to be a guest at your place!" The middle-aged man smiled heartily and walked towards his shop with his daughter in his arms.

......

Since this day, every time Cheng Hao has been free to write and paint, there is another visitor in the store.

In addition to the old man who was already a little difficult to walk, there was also a little girl with pigtails, like the most loyal fan, holding her pretty little cheeks, watching Cheng Hao's every move without blinking.

Life is like clear water, although it is plain, but it is safe and stable, there are no waves, and there are no surprises.

As the days passed, Cheng Hao landed in the imperial examination again, and still failed to get a jinshi, for this result, he has long been accustomed to it in his heart, perhaps he is used to this kind of dull and stable life, he even faintly looks forward to it, it is best not to have the title of the gold list for the rest of his life.

In the evening, Cheng Hao put down the paintbrush in his hand, and the old man, who was becoming more and more rickety, also got up and returned to the house.

"Uncle, old man, I'm here to bring you food!"

is already ten years old, and she is becoming more and more smart, like a little adult, Lan Cai'er, smiling and carrying a wooden food box, stepping on small broken steps, and came to the grocery store in a few steps.

"Uncle, my father and mother have gone to buy the goods, today's rice is made by Cai'er herself, it's a little mushy, you can just take it. ”

In the past few years, Cai'er, the girl, has taken away calligraphy and painting from Cheng Hao. In return, Cai'er's parents would bring food to the two of them every time they had a meal, which saved Cheng Hao a lot of trouble, and he was very satisfied with it.

The three of them sat around the dinner table, eating while listening to Cai'er chatter about their happiness or unhappiness.

"Uncle, I'm only ten years old this year, and someone came to my house to propose marriage, do you think they are sick?"

Cai'er was a little depressed, because she came to Cheng Hao every day to learn calligraphy and painting, and after a long time, she also knew a lot of words, and occasionally under the guidance of Cheng Hao, she could also draw a few good pictures.

Because of this, some matchmakers can't wait to start proposing marriage after Cai'er just turned ten years old this year, although her parents sent a lot of matchmakers on the grounds that the girl is too young, but looking at this trend, it seems that it can't be stopped in the future.

"Hehe, there's no way, why should a girl get married, besides, Cai'er is so beautiful, she is still a talented girl, who is not impressed?" Cheng Hao swallowed the rice in his mouth and laughed casually.

"Uncle... Even you make fun of me!"

Lan Cai'er's face was slightly red, and then she looked at Cheng Hao with some curiosity, a little hesitant, looking like she wanted to say but didn't know how to speak.

"Say whatever you want, look at what makes you suffocated!" Looking at Cai'er's reddened little face, Cheng Hao felt a little funny.

"Then I'll just say... Uncle, you're thirty years old, why haven't you started a family yet?"

Genius one second to remember the address of this site:. Mobile version reading URL: m.