She also wrote a small poem, of course, not original to her, but found from the memory of her previous life, which is in line with the poem of this painting.

"Xianjia Crane" from Zhang Ji in the Tang Dynasty

The crane of the bright fairy family stays far away in the idle house.

Wandering in the secluded tree moon, whispering the wind in the small pavilion.

Prime Minister's West Garden is good, and the pond is wild.

If you want to put this in the future, you will enjoy it with the guests.

Poetry and painting complement each other, very appropriate to the occasion, and the old man can't put it down.

"It's good, it's good to draw, and it's good to write poetry."

The history of civilization has been praised again and again, "I don't know who this poem and painting comes from?" ”

Wen Nian: "Grandpa, I painted the painting, and the poem is a quote from the works of ancient people. ”

"What's wrong?"

As soon as I heard that this painting was painted by my granddaughter, I couldn't help but like the history of civilization more, "Your painting already has everyone's style, and grandpa likes it very much." ”

"Grandpa likes it."

Seeing that the old man really liked it, Wen Nian couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

The old lady was given a pair of foreheads, one blue and one green, which were inlaid with a festive word 'Fu' and a kind 'Shou' word with silver sheets.

The old lady also liked this gift very much: "You child, you really have a heart, and grandma likes it very much." ”

"Aunt Nian, is this a word or a flower?"

A few children didn't recognize the words on it for a while, so they couldn't help but be curious and come up to look at it carefully.

"It's a word, it's a flower."

Wen Nian smiled gently, "You can simply call it a flower character, or a word flower." ”

"Wow~~ Oh, my aunt is so good, I really want to learn."

Wen Sirui looked at her aunt who had just been found adoringly, "Auntie, can you teach me?"

"Do you want to learn?"

Facing the admiration of his niece, Wen Nian gently asked, "It's hard to learn this." ”

"I'm not afraid of hard work, auntie, you teach me."

Wen Sirui flatteringly took Wen Nian's hand and shook it coquettishly, "Okay?" Aunt. ”

"Okay, when I teach Xin'er, you can come and learn from it."

In addition to the gifts from the two ancestors, Wen Nian also carefully prepared gifts for his parents.

Although she said that she would look at the situation first and then decide whether to recognize her relatives, she was also prepared for today's situation.

What I gave my father was a high-precision telescope, which was brought back from the south by Tuo Deng when arranging family affairs.

When Wen Qixing saw the gift from his daughter, his steely heart softened.

"Good girl, Dad likes your gift very much."

In fact, they don't care what their children give themselves, but this heart is precious enough.

He had long thought about giving his children a house and accepting a filial piety from his daughter, and he could still accept it.

"Mom, it's yours, do you like it?"

Smiling at his father, Wen Nian took out a beautiful, palm-sized blue velvet box from his bag.

It may seem like the smallest of these gifts, but anyone in the know knows that the contents of this packaging are the most precious.

"You kid, Mom doesn't want your gifts."

Liu Xiangling pressed down her hand to open the box, "Mom can see you come back safely, it's the biggest gift." ”

"Mom."

Wen Nian looked at her mother with soft and firm eyes, "If you don't want it, then I can only take it out and throw it away." ”

As he spoke, he got up and was about to go out.

"Don't."

Liu Xiangling saw that she was unhappy, and hurriedly grabbed her, "Mom collects, can't Mom accept it?" ”

"That's it, if you don't want my daughter's thoughts, then I should be sad."

Hearing her relieved, Wen Nian sat back in the chair and looked at her mother with a smile on her face, "Come, I'll open it for you to see." ”

"Okay."

Seeing her daughter's cautious appearance, Liu Xiangling didn't dare to move, and looked at her smiling face gently.

(End of chapter)