Chen Siwen can see the wrinkles on the face of the old man in front of him at this moment, he is old, and the old man Hua does not have the appearance of Taishan when he was young and his face does not change, not to mention that he is his only granddaughter

Seeing Penny Wu standing up and helping him with filial piety, the old man hurriedly waved his hand and glanced sideways at Chen Siwen next to Penny Wu.

Chen Siwen is still very good at observing faces, and hurriedly pulled the big boss to sit down first.

Yes, he is the same lord as his father.

Even when they stand, they are afraid that their good grandson will be tired after standing for a long time.

It's a strange thing.

They, too, really hold Penny in the palm of their hands all the time, as if it is a family tradition.

The big boss also gave Chen Siwen almost to the sky.

Sitting down obediently, I felt that a lot of eyes were attracted, everyone was getting to the point, and Mr. Hua's every move was of course deeply hooked everyone's attention.

At this moment, they were all looking at this side with some curiosity, staring at each other, not knowing what Chairman Wu said to his father-in-law just now.

"Lao Hua, what's wrong with you?"

The mood is brewing to a climax, and he has been waiting for an opportunity to let his grandson give himself a long face, and it is also because of this that he is a little noisy and so positive today, but in the middle of this, the main owner ran away absentmindedly, which made Old Man Liu also frown.

Old man Hua also realized that he was a little out of shape, the corners of his mouth raised with some emotion, and then smiled, he is really old, look at this fuss, eh, he finally looked at his good granddaughter, and then another look.

Don't say it, the old man's eyes are very powerful, and he said as if he could speak, boy, take care of my granddaughter, or I will kill you

Chen Siwen and the old man do not communicate a lot, if it weren't for the big boss, what kind of character is the old man Hua, that is the existence that can be written into the history books of Blue Star, how can he Chen Siwen talk to his old man, even if he and the big boss are married, the old man Hua is lukewarm, and there is an inexplicable coercion in the face of him, but he can't get familiar with it, and he is a little cramped.

But at this moment, the meaning expressed in the old man's eyes makes people a little afraid, but this kind of performance makes Chen Siwen feel more comfortable, such as the chairman, Lao Wu, arched away the old man's only daughter, he arched away the only granddaughter, the two of them are difficult brothers, especially for Comrade Wu, the old man seems to look at it wrongly, but this is precisely the performance of the old man not treating Lao Wu as an outsider.

After all, the old man has been a leader for a long time in his life, and he is elegant and easy-going when facing many people, only in the face of his son-in-law from time to time to show his true nature, Lao Tzu killed you.

Chen Siwen pursed his lips, hurriedly showed a particularly warm smile, and then peeled the grapes and stuffed them into Wu Penny's small mouth, one by one, and patted her on the back intimately, looking like a twenty-four filial husband at the moment.

Wu Penny was stunned, her ruddy little mouth chirped, sitting next to the table, a pair of big eyes were still staring at Chen Siwen sideways, looking happy, and she took a small sip on Chen Siwen's face, "Husband, you're so good." ”

It wasn't until Old Man Hua returned there that Chen Siwen breathed a sigh of relief, he should have faced the pressure of his father-in-law, but now he took it over to his grandfather.

Chen Siwen silently looked at and kissed himself, because in normal times, he would snort coldly, and then pretended to say that it was all saliva and dirty, so Wu Penny has always been the main one who dotes on her husband, she kissed Chen Siwen's face, and she also had to pull a tissue to wipe Xiao Chen's face, so that she can't think his wife is dirty, she thinks so.

And Chen Siwen is a little weak, although there is an old saying that men are not bad, women are not loved, but if Old Man Hua knew that he was usually like this, he would not be shot on the spot.

Chen Siwen coughed twice, quietly took the tissue from the big boss's soft and delicate little hand, and in her confused big eyes, he wiped the tissue on her mouth, and then followed the old man with a pair of eyes to look ahead, and the big guys seemed to be lively again.

Especially the old man was in a good mood today, and now it seems to be better, with him leading the way.

Chen Siwen saw that everyone was a literati and a, and he was unhappy to start chanting poetry over there, and it seemed that he had to drink a few glasses on a whim.

Let's just say, as a son-in-law, as a grandson-in-law, I will definitely still want to prove myself, especially when the more affectionate, the boy has a kind of caution in his heart, look, your son-in-law is not an ordinary person, and my daughter is very happy with me.

So, for a while, there was a little bit of gearing up, and she forgot that after she sat down again, her palm rested on the big boss's soft legs, just now she hummed and put her palm on her leg, cough, and got used to it.

As a result, I rubbed my fists and rubbed on the big boss's rustling stockings.

Penny Wu looked down, Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, pursed her mouth and swept around, and then pressed Xiao Chen's hand, "Husband, there are a lot of people, don't make trouble, can you go home and touch it?"

Chen Siwen was stunned for a moment, felt the softness in his hand, hurriedly coughed twice, suddenly pointed over there, and changed the topic, "You say, how about I take that, well, a collection of poems, how about winning it back and giving it to my grandfather as a gift?" ”

Wu Penny raised her eyes for a moment, "Husband, didn't you give your grandfather a book of poems?" ”

"You sent it."

Wu Penny sorted out the meat stockings that she had been pulled out of place by her husband, raised her head to look at him, and her pretty face was serious and serious at the moment, "Mine is my husband's." ”

Chen Siwen opened his mouth, crying and laughing.

And after Penny Wu pulled and tidied up her socks, she obediently took Chen Siwen's hand and put it back on her beautiful legs, asking him not to move, just play lightly, and then thought about it, her long eyelashes moved slightly, and she said obediently, "My husband thinks it's okay to give this to my grandfather, that's okay, I'll listen to you." ”

Yes, Chen Siwen sighed, why did he ask her opinion? Most of the time I asked her opinion was like this, humming stupidly said, I listen to my husband, eh, his daughter-in-law is really one in a million, no one.

Front.

The exchange has been carried out to the stage of speaking and tasting poetry.

A few people just came and finished reading the poems.

Wu Guodong, who is also in a particularly beautiful mood, also said at this moment: "These poems are also written well, it seems that the country is really capable of producing people, hehe, but I am just watching a lively today, and I am not an expert and I don't know much about these, and I have to ask the elders and teachers present to analyze it." ”

After the chairman is busy with the affairs of his daughter's family, when he comes back, the person who presides over the overall situation will become him, and the old man Hua has no children and no daughters, so there is only this son-in-law, eh, he is still the only one who is busy dealing with the affairs of the family.

As soon as he said this, the oldest people present shirked each other for a while.

"Lao Li, you come first, my grandson is here, it's not good to evaluate."

"With your Lao Liu here, do you still use others? It's not good to evaluate, your old boy is happy in his heart, Xiao Liu, his qualifications are really good. ”

"I'll just say that this old boy used to treasure those antiquities in his own house, why did he take it out as a lottery this year, and now it seems that he is confident, and he is not happy to listen to him."

In the end, it was Mr. Hua who came up, he may not be the most authoritative person in it, but he is the most authoritative and has a high status, "Well, I listened to a few poems, it's okay." Saying that, the corners of the old man's mouth didn't know why they had been slightly raised, he was very happy, and said with a smile, "Lao Yang, no matter what Lao Liu has in mind, this color head is taken out by him, we still have to listen to what he says, Mid-Autumn Festival poetry, he is also an expert, Xiao Liu has also inherited his talent, well, very good." ”

This is the old man's evaluation.,Although there was a little episode just now.,I thought I was the protagonist tonight.,As a result, the sight was briefly attracted by others.,But,It's still on the right track.。

Just like they joked about their grandfather, they came prepared this year, and they swore that otherwise, how could they take out such a precious poetry collection as a lottery head, not to mention the money or the money, just say that the unique nature of this poetry collection, no one can make it casually.

He is confident in his seven laws, nor is he arrogant, looking at everyone's reaction, it can be seen that he can be famous all over the world in ancient times, and maybe he can be rubbed into poetry by the ancients, or selected for primary and secondary school students to learn Chinese.

Everyone is not stupid, they are not hidden, the literati are not famous, human nature, take out the color, mobilize everyone's interest, and then come up with a shocking work, no, there is a name.

Liu Bowen subconsciously looked for the figure, of course, this color head was taken out, if it was taken back, even if he and his grandfather did not hide it, they would inevitably be criticized.

Take out the things and spill the water.

This is also the reason, he won, although he has not communicated with his grandfather, but he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha to give the poetry collection to Grandpa Hua, and sold a wave of good, presumably grandpa knows well, knowing that he will definitely blow his beard and stare at himself, his most precious antiquities at home.

When you get old, you can also be "faceless and skinless", cough, it doesn't matter if you criticize it.

But he is still young, and his thoughts about Old Man Hua's family are not as simple as his grandfather's.

As the saying goes, as long as the hoe is swung well, there is no corner of the wall that cannot be dug down, and the face is familiar and slowly has a chance

What do you think, Liu Bowen, a young family like him, has a lot of thoughts.

Old man Liu didn't know that his good grandson was going to sell the poetry collection handed down by his ancestors and give it away, and at this moment, there was a successor who leisurely touched Bai Huahua's beard and said, "These poems are still okay." ”

The old man who had just been called Lao Li quipped: "Is it okay? I heard what Lao Liu meant, that is, there is still a problem? ”

Old man Liu is not pretending at the moment, and said with a showdown smile: "They are all old friends, professionals, then I won't be polite, for usual, it's already very good to be able to write like this, but let's have a blog post today, eh, I think the others are a little overshadowed." ”

Old man Liu has always been this kind of character, you're welcome to say that you're not welcome, let's be polite, well, at the moment he was really a little happy, and said with a smile: "Everyone here is not in our industry, you may not know, in fact, there are really many doorways in the Mid-Autumn Festival poems, just now, the surface is quite good, the text is elegant, and the poems are elegant, but, for example, the work of the netizen just now, the insider may know at a glance that this poem is not perfect." ”

Old man Liu was full of interest, and at the moment he said that he was right, "The so-called alternation of the same sentence, taking the five words as an example, where the first rhythm is flat, the second rhythm must be flat, and the third rhythm must be flat, on the contrary, the first rhythm must be used in the second rhythm, and the third rhythm must be used in the third rhythm, which is not right." ”

Not to mention, it's really level, the good and bad in each poem are told by the old man, and at the end, of course, it is to lead to a sentence, "Well, and the seven laws of Bowen, whether it is from the inside or outside, in my opinion, there is no problem, and the artistic conception is quite the style of the ancients, except that there is no allusion support, it can be described as a masterpiece." ”

Hey, maybe it's not that Old Man Liu is boasting, and after a careful sip, it seems that there is really no one to refute at the moment, and some of them listen to it with relish, but they nod vigorously.

Lao Li's old man is also a straight man, and after a while, he pointed at Old Man Liu angrily, and then said with a smile: "It's really installed by you, an old boy, just like there is no good offspring in our family." ”

It can be seen that people are really old acquaintances, and there is no need to put on a mask, Old Man Liu is happy, staring at his grandson Liu Bowen, really giving him a long face, "Haha, I have a sour taste when I hear it, I said Old Man Li, don't talk about anything else, write the Mid-Autumn Festival in a single round, my old Liu family really has such a good posterity." ”

Old Man Li was too lazy to take care of him, "Okay, okay, your family has a good offspring, you won, you won." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Old Man Hua, "Look at this old man Liu, the happy appearance of the successor, it is also because I didn't let our children go from literature and business, otherwise, he was the slowest in the past when we wrote three things, is there a chance for him to be proud?" ”

"Alright,"

Old Man Hua smiled, looked at Wu Guodong, and subconsciously looked at his granddaughter over there, his eyes couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing the melon seeds clicking and clicking one by one, Chen Siwen, who was at ease, saw the old man's gaze, thinking that it was almost time over there, so he quickly put the melon seeds in his hand, and then clapped his hands and stood up.

He decided to come once.

Water tune song head

ps. Yesterday was sore, today I have a fever, I belong to Qi alive, I am strong enough to hold on to 4000, and I am still 4,000 short of yesterday's accounting

I asked for a monthly pass, a recommended ticket, and I asked for a subscription.

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