When Jiang Yan came out of the private room, his bright figure was quickly discovered by the group of people opposite Xiao Qi, and one of them shouted in surprise, "Jiang Yan? ”

Jiang Yan fixed his eyes and saw that it was Yang Yi, the cousin of Aunt Jiajia's family.

Yang Yi didn't expect to meet Jiang Yan here, he came to participate in the bureau of Liao Chenyu's group, and halfway through the meal, Liao Chenyu quarreled with Yin Shen outside.

He and two of his classmates came over to pull Liao Chenyu back.

When he saw Jiang Yan, he couldn't help but ask Mu Jiawen, "Gajia is also back, right?" ”

Jiang Yan smiled at Yang Yi and didn't answer the question, but just asked Xiao Qi, "What's wrong?" ”

"That grandson said Yin Shen."

"It's fine."

Yin Shen interrupted Xiao Qi's words and said to Jiang Yan, "It's nothing, let's go back." ”

Jiang Yan glanced at Yin Shen and turned his head to look at Liao Chenyu.

Liao Chenyu subconsciously took two steps back and widened the distance between him and Jiang Yan.

Because the two sides had a "friendly exchange" after the college entrance examination, Liao Chenyu was deeply impressed, so now he wants to stay away from him unconsciously when he sees Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan looked at him deeply and didn't speak.

Fan Jingjing stood at the door of their box and looked over here, Jiang Yan didn't raise his eyelids, turned around and asked Yu Hang and Yin Shen to go back first, and then tilted his head to Yang Yi and motioned for him to come to the side to talk.

"Gaga is in Kyoto now, her biological mother has found her, and if there is nothing wrong in the future, she may not return to Yunzhou very often."

Leaving such a sentence, Jiang Yanchong nodded at Yang Yi, who was stunned, and turned around to go back to their private room.

"Xiao Qi, you have to change your temper, you will lose your hair with a word, and you will be easy to suffer in the future."

When Jiang Yan pushed the door in, Yin Shen was persuading Xiao Qi, "The dog bites you, do you still want to bite the dog?" You see he said I don't care, doesn't it mean that I am on the same level as him?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing, this guy also persuaded him with this sentence in his previous life, after graduating from college and entering the workplace, he was very popular, like a fish in water, probably related to his way of life.

After coming out of the hotel, they went to KTV again, and they didn't disperse until two o'clock in the morning.

At the age of twenty-eight, Liang Yujun's grandmother had a big birthday.

I learned the big characters with Mu Jiawen for a month before, coupled with my unremitting practice, now Liang Yujun can write the longevity character in cursive decently, and finally add the words "Shoubi Nanshan", a scroll calligraphy looks like that.

"Well, yes, your grandmother must be very happy to see it."

Since returning from vacation, Liang Yujun has practiced calligraphy for at least two hours a day, and her father Liang has seen her efforts, and there is no gift that can compare with the word "heart", which Liang's father is very satisfied with.

"Let's go, let's get over early to help."

Liang's mother rolled up her daughter's words and put them into a customized box, bringing the gifts prepared by their husband and wife, but was stopped by Liang Yujun when she was about to leave, "Mom, I forgot to take Jiajia's Chinese painting for grandma, you wait a minute, I'll be back immediately." ”

Liang's mother turned her head and smiled when she heard this, and said to Liang's father, "Jiajia, this child is really hearted, you may not know, Yujun said that the Chinese painting she painted was even robbed by the teachers of their school's art academy, which shows that it is really good." ”

Father Liang was surprised, "This kid still has this level?" ”

"That's not it, you'll find out when Yujun brings it to you."

Liang Yujun quickly came out of the house with the painting, and after getting in the car, she handed the long box in her hand to her mother, "Do you want to see the painting of the pine crane for longevity?" ”

"Yes, your dad wants to see it."

Liang's father didn't rush to start the car, and waited for his wife to open the painting and leaned over to enjoy it together.

"This kid is so young, and he has such a pen?" The couple slowly opened the scroll, and only looked at the first half of the painting, and their eyes were already full of shock, and when they saw the following, their eyes moved to the signature and small chapter in the lower right corner, and they were stunned!

Liang's mother stared at those words and Xiaozhang widely, touched her husband beside her, and asked, "This old Liang, you help me read these words, yes, what are they?" ”

Liang's father was not very sure, he turned his head and asked his daughter, "What is the name of Gaga?" ”

Liang Yujun was texting to her classmates, and replied without raising her head, "Mu Jiawen, her surname has changed, and now she has her mother's surname." ”

Liang's mother turned her head to look over and asked, "Her mother?" Who is her mother? ”

This is a bit of a strange question.

Liang Yujun finally noticed that something was wrong with her parents, she put down her phone, looked up and asked the two, "What's wrong with you two?" ”

Liang's father and Liang's mother both guessed a possibility, but the two looked at their daughter with a blank look and understood that she didn't know.

"Have you seen the paintings?"

Liang Yujun nodded, "I've seen it." ”

"Signed too?"

Liang Yujun was stunned, "Isn't the signature Xiaosi?" Xiao Zhang is not Mu Jiawen? ”

Liang's mother held up the painting and pointed to the lower right corner to show her.

Liang Yujun lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, leaned over and read word by word: "Mu, Shen, smoke?" ”

Liang Yujun's eyes widened, how could the signature of this painting be Mu Shenyan?

Looking at Xiao Zhang again, it was still these three words, and she was stunned!

"Is this really Master Mu's painting?"

Those who know the line of Chinese painting know that there are not many works of Master Mu in recent years, such as the "Pine Crane Longevity" picture painted for the birthday of the elderly, and I have never seen it, obviously, this picture was specially painted by Master Mu for Grandma Liang.

Father Liang's eyes narrowed when he smiled, "Yujun, you can call Jiajia now and ask where she got this painting." ”

Without Liang's father's orders, Liang Yujun had already found Mu Jiawen's number and dialed it out-

"Hey Gaga, you, the painting you gave me, didn't you paint it?"

"No, my mother painted it, didn't you say you want her painting?" Very breezy tone.

Liang Yujun: "."

She asked in a trembling voice, "Mu, Master Mu is your mother?" ”

"That's right."

"Why do you never say that?"

"You didn't ask."

Liang Yujun:

At the end of the call, Liang's mother carefully rolled up the painting and put it in the box, then turned around and handed it to Liang Yujun, "Take it, this is a big gift you gave to your grandmother, with it and your words, I see how they are still angry with you again!" ”

Father Liang glanced at her in the car and said, "Children are joking with each other, why are you still serious?" Not necessarily. ”

"Whew!" Liang's mother sneered, "Little child? Everyone is in their twenties, where is the youngest? Did you think about your daughter's feelings when you said this? Just because she was admitted to Beijing University, she was about to be excluded by her brothers and sisters, and she didn't feel uncomfortable? ”

Liang's father choked, looked back through the rearview mirror, and just collided with Liang Yujun's eyes when he raised his eyes, even if there were thick lenses to cover it, he could still see his daughter's dissatisfaction and accusations against him.

Father Liang's face was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to speak again.

The baby had a fever last night, so she got up several times to pour water for him, and went to the hospital early in the morning for a check-up, and it wasn't until this time that she was really empty.

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Blame me, I didn't save the manuscript.