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"The dead fat man surnamed Zhang...... You tell me clearly......" An earth-shattering shout sounded in Zhang Yu's ears, and the frightened Zhang Yu jumped up suddenly, but was grabbed by Xiaoyu murderously: "What did you mean by saying this just now? I dislike that I am a yellow-faced woman? The old lady is only in her twenties, and she beat this child, and there are still a lot of men chasing ...... outside."

At this time, Zhang Yu no longer had the feeling of seeing through the red dust just now, and kept smiling with a smile: "Wife, wife, listen to me...... Hurry up, sit down, don't get excited. lest you get the tire gas......"

It's easy to inform Changyu, but how to tell your family is troublesome. No matter how good Changyu plays, he is also a friend. But I can't tell my father directly, I want to marry a princess of the Northern Song Dynasty, but she can't come to this modern time and space, and you two old people can't go to the Northern Song Dynasty, and you can't see your daughter-in-law......

Or say to my parents like Zhang Yu, just say that I married an overseas Chinese girl. Mom and Dad must be going to the wedding...... It doesn't make sense. Forget it, forget it, just hide it from them!

Wen Fei's parents still live in the former community, although since they became rich, Wen Fei has left a lot of money for his parents. But all this money was saved by the second elder, saying that it would be used by Wen Fei to marry his daughter-in-law in the future......

The only difference is that both elderly people retired two years early, enjoyed life at home, and never went to work again.

Wen Fei returned home this time. I saw my father dressed in a Tang costume, holding a brush in his hand and writing big characters. Having said that, Wen Fei doesn't know how to learn. Even writing a word is like a chicken crawling. But the brush characters written by his father are the thin gold body of Zhao Ji, which is quick and fast, and the handwriting is thin and strong, and there is a bit of brilliance.

"How about it, how about looking at what I wrote?" the old man didn't ask for warmth when he saw his son, who he hadn't seen for a long time. just grabbed Wen Fei very proudly. How about letting Wen Fei see what he wrote?

Wen Fei pouted, he had already prepared. I took out a handwriting handwriting, and saw that the handwriting on it was thin without losing its flesh. Zang Feng can be seen at the turning point, and the brushwork is free and easy, all in one go. But it is the true work of Zhao Ji.

Let the old man take a look at it, and suddenly lose his mind. Unfold the text completely. I was fascinated to watch. After a while, he said: "This is actually a copy of Song Huizong's "Thousand Character Text". Which famous master copied it? It is so big that compared to it, I myself write like a primary school student!"

Wen Fei laughed dryly, but he couldn't tell his old man that it was written by Zhao Ji himself. He just smiled dryly: "I don't know much either, anyway, I bought it back and gave it to my father! By the way, what about my mother? I also prepared a gift for her!"

Wen Fei's father said angrily: "I haven't come back for half a year when I go out, and I want to buy me if I engage in this little thing." Your mom went grocery shopping. I guess I'll be back soon. I tell you, your mother is not as easy to talk as I am. Think about how you can coax your mom first!"

As soon as the words fell, the door opened with a click, and Wen Fei's mother, who was carrying a vegetable basket, walked in, with a smile on her face, when she saw Wen Fei, her eyes were red at first, and a layer of anger immediately floated: "Okay, do you remember to come back...... I thought you were ......."

Before Wen Mu's storm broke out, Wen Fei had already greeted him with a hippie smile. hugged my mother's vegetable basket very affectionately: "But I'm hungry, I haven't eaten my mother's food after going out for so long." The foreigner is full of hamburgers and chicken wings or something, and I'm about to vomit!"

Hearing this, Mother Wen hesitated for a moment, and then forgot to continue counting Wen Fei, and asked, "Aren't you in Mingzhu?

Wen Fei chuckled in his heart, how could he forget about this matter. Immediately said without changing his face: "Business needs, I went to Africa again......"

Hearing that she was going to Africa, Wen Mu was immediately shocked: "How did you go to that place? Isn't that the condition of that place very poor? Didn't you still say on the news yesterday that some country in Africa is at war, are you okay?"

Wen Fei couldn't wait to slap himself in the mouth, the more this lie was told, the more lies he needed to make up for it. Wen Fei had no choice but to laugh and said: "I went to South Africa, which is the safest country in Africa." It's nothing...... Mom, come and see, I've brought you something!"

As he spoke, he handed a golden hairpin to Mother Wen, and Mother Wen suddenly shouted: "Ah, it's so beautiful!"

Nonsense, it's definitely pretty. This is the royal master's imperial system, and he brought it to the Queen Mother back then. The whole golden hairpin shape is like a phoenix with wings ready to fly, with a pearl in its mouth. It looks like a sense of nobility and generosity, as well as elegance and luxury.

"Ah, it's so beautiful, it's so good!" Mother Wen was amazed, and a little embarrassed: "I can't bring this thing!"

Wen Fei laughed, he had already prepared and took out a set of clothes from the bag he carried. But it is a set of Northern Song Dynasty clothing, with tulip root dyed yellow, the color is noble, but it does not look too gorgeous.

"This is Hanfu, right? It seems to be a ...... of the Northern Song Dynasty" Wen Fei's father was also attracted to it, pointed to those clothes, and said: "This is a thousand-pleated skirt, look at the pleats on the skirt, this is a style that only exists in the court of the Song Dynasty." Ordinary people are generally not allowed to wear it. It's so beautiful......"

No wonder Wen Fei's father sighed that this skirt was woven by leno, with complex patterns on it, gold embroidery, and pearls. Not to mention anything else, this process can be regarded as ingenious,

Wen Fei's mother was dazed, pulled out a streamer with a jade ring ornament from her clothes, and asked, "What is this, there are jade pendants on it?"

This is a jade ring ribbon, which is used to suppress the skirt width, so that the skirt will not flutter with the wind and lose its elegance and solemnity when the human body moves. Wen Fei's father explained: "This is really the dress of a noble woman in the Song Dynasty, it is really beautiful." No wonder our Huaxia is called the beauty of clothes and etiquette!" he sighed.

Wen Fei smiled: "Dad, you don't have to be envious, this also has your clothes!" Wen Fei brought with him was naturally woven by royal master craftsmen, and they were all court clothes, which were gorgeous and abnormal. Wen Fei's father was a little embarrassed to wear it, but he couldn't stand his mother putting on the Hanfu first, so he put it on half-pushed.

Wen Fei's father was wearing a Lan shirt, with a round neck and big sleeves, and a graceful demeanor, and he was actually polite and polite, with a bit of majesty and solemnity. Those craftsmen knew that Wen Fei liked Su's beard, and they even matched it with a Dongpo scarf, with prominent corners, upright and weighty, and brought it to Wen Fei's father, just like a real ancient scholar walking out of the picture scroll. A temperament that matches this ancient costume very well.

It's his mother and this costume, it's not a good match. Wen Fei's mother, who was angry, muttered for a long time, and kept saying that Wen Fei was partial to his father. The clothes he brought to his father looked so good, but the clothes he gave himself were not good......

This is because Wen Fei's mother lacks the temperament of a noblewoman, and she also lacks that classical atmosphere, so naturally she can't wear such ancient costumes.

On the second day, early in the morning, Wen Fei took a plane to the city where Xiaoxiao's university is located.

Speaking of which, this is definitely one of the largest cities in the country, although it can't compare to those places in Kyoto. But the heritage accumulated for thousands of years has added a sense of history to the city.

This made Wen Fei even feel that he might be able to take some time to go to Kaifeng in modern time and space to have a look. Since Wen Fei traveled through the Northern Song Dynasty, he naturally paid a lot of attention to Kaifeng in modern time and space, and it is said that this city actually cost hundreds of billions to replicate a Tokyo city in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Originally, Wen Fei was not very optimistic about this plan. After all, with a prefecture-level city, it is indeed a bit mysterious to make such a big move. But now Wen Fei is a little interested. Maybe the local wealth should also be mixed in!

Thinking of this, Wen Fei had a headache, where to get more than a billion funds? Forget it, take one step at a time!

Called Xiaoxiao and confirmed the location. I went to the restaurant, and I have to say that although this girl said fiercely, she was not the kind of person who really regarded Wen Fei as a wronged boss.

However, just look at the surroundings of this home to know that it will not be cheap. Fortunately, Master Wen doesn't care about this.

The well-dressed doorman stopped in front of Wen Fei: "Sir, this is a high-end place, untidy clothes, no entry!"

Wen Fei looked himself up and down for a long time, that's right. Wearing the unique bright yellow Taoist robe of the Northern Song Dynasty carefully sewn by the master of Ouchi, it represents the majesty of the Taoist leader. In fact, most of the time, when he didn't go home to see his parents, Wen Fei liked to wear such a dress, which was enough to blind other people's eyes.

But it was obvious that the doorman's dog eyes were not blinded, and Wen Fei's face immediately sank: "What do you mean by this? What do you mean by being disheveled?"

The doorman opened his mouth, I am afraid that he never thought that a Taoist priest would come in. He had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Sir, this is an authentic French restaurant." It's French...... Forget it, please change into formal clothes and come back anyway. ”

In fact, from beginning to end, this doorman was quite polite and well-trained. He doesn't have that kind of dog-eyed appearance that looks down on people, but what kind of person is Wen Da Tianshi? I still can't help but be furious: "What is a formal attire? You have made it clear to me, this is the traditional costume of the Han Dynasty, and the formal attire of China! Why can't you wear Chinese formal wear in this part of China? You have to wear the suit of the foreign devil to call it formal wear, huh?"

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