"Let's go directly to Zhang's hometown!"

Qin Mo stopped a taxi and told the driver the address.

"Big Brother Driver, Southland Garden."

"Okay, little brother, this is the first time you have come to Beijing, right?"

When I got into the car, the driver chatted with him.

"Good eye!"

"How can we do what we do, if we don't have this eyesight?"

The driver is about forty-five, and he has been running taxis for a long time, and his skin looks a little pale.

"Are you visiting friends, or are you?"

"A friend invited me to come over, but I didn't have time, and I only came over recently when I was free."

Hearing Qin Mo say this, the driver's face changed.

"I can invite people who live in Nanguo Garden to come over, it seems that your identity is not simple, little brother!"

"Brother driver, you think too highly of us, just like you, we are ordinary people."

"I don't think so, little brother, the temperament on your body is only found in those people."

"Driver, I heard what you just said, what kind of place is the Southland Garden, which is so admired by you?"

When it came to the Nanguo Garden, the driver's expression immediately became serious.

"It's not there, you can live in it if you have money."

"There are still places where you can't get in if you have money, are there any restrictions?"

Qin Anguo was also curious, it was the first time he had heard this kind of statement.

"What the old gentleman said is right, he contributes to society, but I don't know how to judge it."

"I know some famous people who live in it."

"Ordinary people can't get in, and the security guards inside are all retired soldiers."

"So strict?"

In Qin Anguo's impression, it would be good to have a few security guards in a community.

Now that they are all retired soldiers, is it really as the driver said?

Half an hour later, Qin Mo and the others got out of the car.

But stupidly standing outside and waiting.

What the driver said was true, and everyone at the door stood straight.

"Stop!"

As soon as Qin Mo walked towards the door, a young man in uniform immediately ran out.

"Who?"

The young man stopped Qin Mo and didn't let him in.

"I came to find someone, it's three, Zhang Qianlei."

"I'm sorry, we haven't been notified here, we have to contact someone first, and we can confirm before we can go in."

"Son, didn't you tell anyone to come here today?"

"No, I don't know what's going on here!"

Qin Mo found out that he had engaged in oolong, and the defense was so strict.

"I'll contact you now, I hope Zhang Lao is okay today!"

Thinking of this, Qin Mo took out his mobile phone and began to dial it.

"Mr. Qin, you have decided, when will you come over?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Zhang Qianlei on the other side asked anxiously.

"Elder Zhang, I'm already outside the community now, but I can't get in."

"You said you were coming, why didn't you say it in advance, so I can send someone to pick you up, you wait a minute."

Zhang Qianlei heard that Qin Mo was already outside, and said excitedly.

"Wife, hurry up and go out to buy vegetables, a guest has arrived."

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Qianlei suddenly shouted.

Qin Mo looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

As soon as I came over, I caused trouble to others.

"I knew earlier, let's come over after lunch."

He said to his parents.

"Are you Mr. Qin Mo?"

Within minutes, a young man appeared at the gate.

Seeing Qin Mo and the others standing not far from the door, he trotted over.

"I'm Qin Mo."

Hearing that it was the person who came out to pick it up, the young man looked up and down.

"Please come in with me."

This time, the security guard didn't stop him and returned to his post.

The young man walking in front didn't speak, but Qin Mo could see Zhang Qianlei's shadow from him.

"You also learned to draw?"

There is always an indescribable aura about these scholars.

"Mr. Qin, I finally waited for you to come."

Coming to the door of a villa, Zhang Qianlei was standing outside waiting.

There were three young men in the back, one man and two women.

"Elder Zhang."

"Who are these two?"

Zhang Qianlei looked at Qin Mo's parents behind him.

"Elder Zhang, hello, we are Qin Mo's parents, Qin Anguo, Wang Lanhui."

Hearing Qin Anguo call him this, Zhang Qianlei hurriedly stepped forward to hold his hand and said.

"Oh, Brother Qin, you don't dare to call me that, you still call me by my name."

"Don't stand, go sit down."

"Xinxin, do you miss Grandpa Zhang!"

When you enter the hall, you will feel the strong smell of books.

"Hello Grandpa Zhang."

"Come, come with Grandpa Zhang and see if there is any progress during this time."

Zhang Qianlei walked over and took Qin Xinxin's hand.

"Poop."

Qin Xinxin first glanced at Qin Mo and asked.

"Go ahead!"

Qin Mo knew what Zhang Qianlei meant, nodded and said.

Most importantly, he also knows that his daughter loves to draw.

"What is Shin Shin doing here?"

Qin Anguo and his wife, who were sitting in the living room, watched their granddaughter walk away.

"Let's draw!"

"Xinxin, I can also draw, why don't I know, no, I want to go and see it too."

Wang Lanhui hurriedly got up and walked behind.

"I'll go too."

Soon, only Qin Mo was left alone in the living room.

Shaking his head, he followed.

In a spacious study, Zhang Qianlei is preparing pen and ink.

The young men stood not far away and watched.

began to talk in a whisper, and Qin Mo, who happened to come over, heard it.

"You say teacher, isn't this a bit big, what achievements can a six-year-old child have, let him never forget."

Since Zhang Qianlei came back last time, his apprentices have often heard the names of the two.

One of them was a little girl, who said that she was so talented that even they couldn't compare to them.

I thought that the little girls I said were at least teenagers.

When I look at it now, I can't help but be disappointed, and feel that my teacher is making a big fuss.

"I think it's to deliberately stimulate us so that everyone doesn't relax."

"Funnily enough, the teacher also said that the little girl's drawing was similar to mine at that time."

One of the young men couldn't help but laugh at this time.

However, he didn't dare to disturb the people inside, so he could only talk outside.

"That's it, Ye Luzi, no matter how good the talent is, how can it be compared to us without systematic practice."

"Ahem, don't say anything, watch."

One of the young women found that Qin Mo didn't know when he was standing next to him, and quickly pulled the sleeve of his companion's shirt.

Judging from the teacher's attitude towards Qin Mo just now, it was best for his disciples not to talk about others casually.

Not to mention, the discussion is still being heard.

"Here we go."

After Zhang Qianlei moved a stool.

I saw Qin Xinxin holding a brush in her small hand and said, "Grandpa Zhang, what do you say I should draw?" ”