"I'm not sure how to describe it. Mostly a feeling. When Meng Xinzhi saw Zong Ji, he hurried over, directly held his arm, and said with a light smile: "Dad help explain, the first time I came to Liaobo, my father brought me here." ”

"Then Ah Xin remembers the first time you came, what kind of exhibition did you see?"

"At that time, we were supposed to be looking at a joint exhibition of ancient calligraphy, painting and silk embroidery, right?"

"Ah Xin has a good memory."

"I actually forgot, I was so young at that time, because my father sometimes reminisced about the past, and slowly I was able to piece together the memories of my childhood."

"Well, the special exhibition we saw that time, a total of 41 pieces/groups of calligraphy works were exhibited, in chronological order, starting with the pre-Qin period, ending with the calligraphy works of the Qing Dynasty, showing the trajectory of ancient calligraphy in China, many authentic works are unique in the world, Liaobo's collection in this area is still very rich."

"Yes, Dad, I just discussed with Mr. Nie the only authentic work of Wang Xizhi and the two books of Ouyang Xun."

"Liao Bo's number one of the authentic calligraphy is not only Wang Xizhi and Ouyang Xun. We were impressed by a lot of things last time we came. Does Ah Xin still have an impression? ”

"Think about it, did I just finish reciting Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang" at that time?"

"Yes, the panic beachhead said panic, and the zero Ding Yang sighed zero Ding. All men are mortal? Keep Danqing to shine on the sweat. Were you not even seven years old at the time? ”

"So, I started reciting it so early because I watched "Crossing Zero Ding Yang" in Liaobo?"

Ah Xin reversed the order. Liao Bo does have Wen Tianxiang's authentic handwriting, but it is not "Crossing Zero Ding Yang", but a cursive work "Wood Chicken Collection Preface". ”

"Is that so? So how do I remember what I said at the time. ”

"What?"

"Dad, wait for me to recall that picture, did I say, [Wow, this is Wen Tianxiang's writing, it's the first time I've been so close to the historical figures in the textbook, it seems that I can see Wen Tianxiang writing letters.] 】”

"No, if it's Wen Tianxiang, why do you say write a letter? Shouldn't I say I write poetry? ”

"Panic beachhead said panic, zero Ding Yang sighed zero Ding. All men are mortal? Keep Danqing to shine on the sweat. Yume's heart thought for a while: "It seems that I really didn't say to write a letter, so why did I react this way at the time, could it be that I remembered it wrong?" Did I say that in a dream, not in reality? ”

Zong Ji looked at his eldest daughter, "That's right, you just got the name wrong, you just changed Wen Tianxiang to Lu You, and it's not a textbook but an extracurricular book, you were just in elementary school at that time, and there is no such complicated poem as "Crossing Zero Ding Yang" in the first-grade textbook." Ah Xin tried to think in the direction of the letter home. ”

"Family letters?" Dream Heart was at a loss, "Dad, wait a minute, I'll think about it again." ”

"Okay, Ah Xin thought slowly, if you don't remember, Dad will remind you again."

"Land Tour...... The family letter ...... "Dream Heart's Efforts to Recall," I first memorized Lu You's "Shi'er" at that time, and the king set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice was not forgotten to tell Na Weng. Then I saw Lu You's original calligraphy "Self-Written Poems" in Liaobo, and finally said that paragraph, isn't it? ”

"That's right! Is it all of a sudden, sporadic memories are pieced together? ”

"Yes Dad, I now feel that the first time I came to Liaobo when I was a child, all the scenes passed in front of my eyes one by one."

"Then it seems that Dad didn't bring it in vain, and your mother also said, so young, where will you remember."

"It's better to be dad." Dream Heart leaned on Zong Ji's body.

The father and daughter have always gotten along very well.

Such harmony, looking at Nie Tianqin's eyes, only abnormalities remained.

If the elder brother Zongguang can like Dream Xinzhi because he has no blood relationship, then if he is so disrespectful of ethics, the father and daughter are not related by blood.

The girls are so old, and they are still tired of their father, is it really okay?

In the broad sense, since he was seven years old, he hasn't been so crooked, right?

Lying like a bow, standing like a pine, and sitting like a bell are all the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors, and they are the code of conduct that has been strictly observed since childhood.

How did it come to the girls, who are in their twenties, and can still rub on their father?

Nie Tianqin's heart was sour, but he hadn't reacted yet.

Because his concept has just been challenged, his whole person has entered a state of grass and trees, and even the picture of Mengxinzhi and Zongji getting along is a little weird.

"What's the matter, Professor Nie, are you feeling unwell?" Nie Guangyi is rare and sensitive at this time.

He would never admit that it was because he couldn't get into the conversation between the father and daughter of the dream heart that he wanted to talk to his father first.

"No, no, I just took the plane in the morning, and I'm still a little airsick at this time." Nie Tianqin naturally would not reveal the true thoughts in his heart.

"Professor Nie, airsickness is the same as fear of flying, it's fine when you get off the plane."

Who doesn't have a dad who can talk to anything?

Nie Guangyi regained a lost sense of existence.

"Big head, you haven't fainted, how do you know you'll be fine when you get off the plane?" Nie Tianqin glanced at Nie Guangyi, hoping that he could stand next to Meng Xinzhi and not let the father and daughter just keep talking.

"Why do you call me Big Head again?" Nie Guangyi was so annoyed and embarrassed that he directly let himself go: "I haven't fainted, haven't you been afraid of flying?" If you don't believe it, if you ask someone, you'll know that I'm afraid I can do anything when I fly. ”

Nie Guangyi didn't receive Nie Tianqin's eyes at all.

Nie Tianqin was satisfied with his son's transfer of the topic, and he took over the topic that his son ran over very smoothly: "Little dream girl, this kid in the broad sense is afraid of flying, what did he do?" ”

Mengxinzhi chatted with her father well, but she didn't think that Nie Guangyi would guide the topic to her at such a time, and it was still such an embarrassing memory.

What an adult does after crying and being afraid of flying, even if he is not embarrassed, the capital of dreams is embarrassed for him.

Because it was too embarrassing and didn't know how to organize the language, Mengxinzhi put down the hand holding his father.

Nie Tianqin gave his son a thumbs up in his heart.

The son's love has to be defended by the son himself.

Mengxinzhi thought for a while, and replied in a way that was as embarrassing as possible: "Mr. Nie read a letter, and the plane almost returned to the alternate landing. ”

"Big head! You're not going to lie about threatening letters on the plane, are you? It's not okay, it's illegal. ”

"My father, I read the letter you wrote to me and cried directly on the plane. If it hadn't been for the girl who came forward and said that it was because she broke up with me that I cried, I might have been asked off the plane by the safety officer for hindering flight safety. ”