Walking on the sea, walking on the waves, riding on the wind, and looking down at the sky and sending the moon.

After the high songs, the dances are scattered and crazy, and the fun is full of wine.

What's the worry when you're wandering around in the garden?

When you think about youth, you can't help but feel love, and you don't stay in the old ways.

Looking at this beautiful girl again, she seemed a little familiar, but she had never seen such a beautiful girl before.

She still refused to give in, "How did you come to our house?"

Jiang Tingting also looked at me in surprise and wondered when Yu Yicheng offended such a beautiful girl?

"Xian'er, how could he be so rude to the guests? He is a grandfather's family." Old Ji was not very satisfied with his granddaughter's performance and thought to himself that his granddaughter is usually quite obedient, so why would he be so rude?

"By the way, Yicheng, aren't you going to college in Mizuki? Are our Qianer and you still alumni?"

"Who with his alumni must have no demeanor and is still a man?" It seems that she has a deep grudge with me.

After a closer look, I suddenly understood that it was her. Why did Yi Xuexi, who bumped into the restaurant door that time, still looked familiar? At that time, she was just wearing a military coat, looking very sloppy. It was the pearl covering the dust. How could she see her now? She didn't pay much attention to her at that time, but who wanted to dress up and she was so glorious.

She was really revengeful. Seeing that angry look, I didn’t know how cruel I was. Suddenly I felt a little strange, why didn’t she have a surname Ji, but her surname was Yi?

With so many people guarding me, I couldn't ask, so I had to smile generously, "Grandpa Ji, you can't blame Xue Xi for this. There was a misunderstanding between us, and I was all blamed at that time."

Grandpa Ji smiled, "Are you young? What's the matter? Qian'er, look at his mind."

"What a misunderstanding, he is simply a arrogant and unrestrained person."

It's over, this enemy has been formed. Why, is it amazing to be beautiful? But she is still Mr. Ji's granddaughter. She smiled and said, "Xuexi, I'm so embarrassed. It's all my fault for that matter. I apologize again."

"Don't call me Sherceh, this is not what you called me. I won't forgive you easily."

"Xian'er--" Grandma Ji also felt that her granddaughter was a bit too much. "As a young man, what else can't be overcome if he says it."

Looking at grandpa and grandma, Yi Xueqian became even more annoyed, but she was not good at losing her temper at the two elders. She didn't understand why grandpa and mother valued an uneducated guy so much. She had to hold back and pouted her beautiful little mouth and didn't speak. Her beautiful eyes were still staring at me indignantly. It was originally a happy thing to be seen by a beautiful woman, but I couldn't find any happiness. I felt that if my eyes could kill people, I was afraid that my head would be different.

Unexpectedly, when I was in the New Year, I came to greet the old couple happily, but when I encountered this, it was so embarrassing. I had to force myself to smile, "Grandpa Ji, Brother Ji Jun's family is back?" But my eyes were not willing to look at Yi Xuexi again, knowing that I would not get any good response.

"Hey, I'm all busy. This year, I, Qian'er, came to spend the New Year alone with us, to celebrate the New Year." Old Ji answered my question and said, "Come on, Yicheng, come and see my collection. A student gave me a masterpiece of ancient calligraphy, let's enjoy it together."

"Tingting, you and Qian'er were having a conversation with her grandmother, and she was also happy when she saw the young man."

With Grandma Ji's voice, "This old man." I was pulled into his study by Old Ji, and at least left Yi Xuexi's scary eyes.

"Hey, my granddaughter has been spoiled since she was a child. My grandfather passed away when she was very young. Her grandfather is also a good friend of mine. In order to commemorate her, she gave her surname Yi." Oh, so that's what happened.

After saying this, he turned around and took a picture of calligraphy from the shelf. Before he could unfold it, he asked first: "Yicheng, have you encountered any trouble in practicing qigong recently?" That's why this is what he most willing to discuss with me.

"It's OK, but I still feel powerless."

"Oh, there is no way. If you are exploring and practicing, you will encounter situations like this and that. You must act within your ability and not be eager for quick success or instant benefits. If you don't work, just let go first. My level is not high, and I can't help you now. Let's study it slowly by myself." Old Ji sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Our practice is mainly about cultivating the mind and cultivating the nature, and we must not be confused." After saying that, we slowly unfolded the calligraphy and painting.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Ji, I remember it all."

"With me, my granddaughter, is not a girlish, has a hurry, has a bad temper, and is sometimes better than a boy. If you have the opportunity to get in touch with her, help her more, otherwise she will always suffer with her temperament."

I smiled bitterly, speechless. I could still help her. Looking at her, she didn't plan to pay attention to me in the future.

He said to him, "Old Ji, look at your calligraphy."

"Come on." He opened it and preached to me, "This is said to be a running script by Zhang Songtao, a master of calligraphy in the Northern Song Dynasty. It is magnificent and extraordinary. I, a student, said it took a lot of effort to get it. Please accompany me to appreciate it."

On the cloth a few feet long, Zhang Songtao's writing style is like a dragon and snake. It is indeed extraordinary in artistic conception and gives people a very beautiful feeling. The smooth running cursive script almost wants to ride the wind. When modern people gradually get used to piece together on computers and print out a few so-called art fonts and are complacent, few people pay attention to calligraphy anymore, and they don't know that this is a good thing to cultivate the mind and cultivate the nature.

Looking at the style of the pen, it seemed that his breath was also influenced by him, and he felt a very strong sense of shock.

"Good words are really good words. Grandpa Ji, there are indeed many things that are difficult for people today."

"Well said, well said, you can take a closer look."

I saw the inscriptions and the collection chapters of my younger generations. Suddenly, I found something inappropriate.

A line of small characters is written on one lower corner of the calligraphy work: Seal of Baode in the first year of the Yuan and Ming dynasties. I searched carefully in my mind and looked up at Mr. Ji.

"Grandpa Ji, this is probably a fake."

"Oh, how do you see it?"

"I remember the records in the history of Yuan Dynasty, 'In the 24th year of Emperor Shizong, he abdicated in his eldest son, who was the Mingzong. In the same year, Emperor Shizong died, and the next year he changed his name to Baode'. Therefore, according to historical records, Emperor Mingzong did not have the first year. It seemed to be a genuine work, but with this seal, it can only be said to be a fake. If you always teach history, you will definitely know that you are a test of mine."

"Hahaha, Yicheng, you really have you. You are so knowledgeable and memorable. You even know this. It's really good. Nowadays, there are very few young people who know history. Not bad."

Mr. Ji used three good things to express his praise to me. I couldn't help but feel ashamed. I just happened to see this passage when I was reading ancient medical books, so how could I talk about being familiar with history?

"However, even a fake is a rare fine product and has great collection value."

After talking to Mr. Ji for a while, I suddenly heard laughter from the living room. It was Yi Xuexi who didn't know what she said to Jiang Tingting, and she burst into laughter happily.

I shook my head secretly, and they both got angry.

Mr. Ji saw that I sighed secretly and smiled slightly, "Xian'er is good at everything, she is just a bad temper and impatient, and she will be angry at all. If you get into her, you will not be able to explain clearly for a while."

As soon as he talked about his granddaughter, Mr. Ji opened his mouth. It seemed that he still loved this girl very much. "I have been very independent since I was a child, and my academic performance was particularly good, and I never had to worry about my family. I also had a very good heart in ancient chivalrous women, and I had a chivalrous courage. I loved to stand up for my bad since I was a child. Her father was so. He even sent her to learn taekwondo. He often beat her boys and had their noses and swollen faces. Parents came to him from time to time."

I heard this from him. Yi Xuexi was in Shuimuli for less than half a year, and her reputation for being able to make has spread. She interjected and said, "I heard that her kung fu is good."

"Have you heard it too?" Old Ji raised his gray eyebrows and asked me, "I'm still a girl, and I think I'm restrained now. Seeing her dressed up as gentle and gentle, I'm quite happy. I thought I've changed my temper, but I didn't expect this to be the same."

Yes, she is quite a lady at home, but she is not like this at all in college. She still cleans up like a tomboy. It seems that she didn't fight with me that time, and she still saved her face.

Grandma Ji pushed open the door and came in, "Look at you guys, you guys, you've never finished talking as soon as you meet. I don't know how many years have you said, I've been there for so many years, I don't know how much time it's coming out to drink water, and I'll be stuck in the house during the New Year."

Grandpa Ji laughed twice like a child when he heard the criticism.

"I've prepared the meal, Yicheng and Tingting can have something here."

"No need, grandma, let's go back." I was really unsure about having dinner with this Yi Xuexi. Who knows what will happen?

"That's not possible!" Mr. Ji held my hand, "During the New Year, you come to see me, the old man and the old woman, so you have to give me some face and have a meal."

It is hard to refuse the affection. Jiang Tingting and Yi Xuexi were having a speculative chat and were willing to stay. They had no choice but to stay.

During the meal, Yi Xuexi just kept joking with Jiang Tingting, but she didn't even look at me.

I felt really uncomfortable when I ate this most embarrassing meal in history. Sometimes when I saw that I was really uncomfortable, Jiang Tingting wanted to interrupt and say something to me, but before I could answer, she was quickly pulled over by Yi Xuexi.

I feel a little unhappy. Even if I offend you, I won’t be like this. I just accidentally asked a few questions.

The old couple knew the situation in front of them, but they were hard to say anything in front of so many people. After all, there was no head-on conflict. Besides, the two of them, who are naturally calm, were unwilling to say anything. Let them solve the young people's affairs by themselves.

Grandma Ji kept picking up food for me, and Grandpa Ji often came up with topics to chat with me, and then talked to everyone about the fake calligraphy and paintings I just recognized, making me feel that there was light on my face and I also wanted to dilute the atmosphere.

Jiang Tingting looked at me with her eyes, and she looked very impressed. She was about to praise her. But she was pulled by Yi Xuexi, who looked disapproving, and said something else. She didn't even say a word of snatching the white spots.

Actually, I am not afraid of others being angry, as long as I pay attention to you, there will be a turning point. But there are people here who always think that I am a non-existent, obviously challenging, let alone being a beautiful girl. No matter how good other people are to you, it will be difficult for them to be interested in any case.

Since historical records, this is the most depressing visit. After dinner, everyone sat on the sofa and chatted together, and I was even more restless.

After finding some free time, he got up and prepared to say goodbye. Jiang Tingting was smart and of course he knew how I was now and agreed to go back early.

"Okay, go back. It's the New Year's Day, go home early." Grandpa Ji held my hand, "Come back when you have time, and there are still many things I want to tell you."

I agreed and thought to myself, unless I no longer encounter this pervert.

They were all ready to say goodbye, but they didn't expect it but suddenly happened. Yi Xuexi actually pulled Jiang Tingting and refused to go home. She said she had been to grandma's house for several days and didn't even have a playmate. It was very boring. She had to leave her here for the whole night and talk well.

This girl is so troublesome, she must isolate me to be happy. Jiang Tingting seems to be talking to her very prone, and although she is refusing, she is not determined. I don’t know why there are so many things to say between girls, but they have been saying for almost one afternoon, but it hasn’t been enough.

After some refusal, I bid farewell to the old couple Ji and my wife. I drove alone and walked home in a bad mood.

"Where are you going? Cheng'er, why do you look so listless when you come back?" My mother, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, caring about her son, found that I was not in high spirits.

"I haven't gone anywhere, I went to Ji's hometown to pay New Year's greetings." I can't tell my mother about such things.

"No?" My mother came over and touched my head, "It's not that I'm sick, or I'll just be too late in the morning and evening, wash my feet and go to bed early."

Sitting on the sofa, watching TV with a slanted look, without saying a word.

Suddenly, a scene that moved me happened. My father, who had always been too lazy to do anything at home, actually brought a basin of water in person, "Come on, kid, burn your feet, go to bed early."

When I heard this, my nose was sore. Only home is my eternal safe haven. No matter how unhappy I am, I cannot bring my emotions to my home. My little unhappiness will make my parents worry. What reason is there to do this?

He forced himself to smile and put his feet into the basin. It was comfortable. "Dad, mom, what are you doing? I'm just a little tired and will get better soon."

"That's fine, this is my mother's good son." These little tricks can't escape my mother's eyes. She doesn't even want to deceive her with every move. She knows in her heart that her son must have encountered something unhappy.

"By the way, Cheng'er, Dr. Qi called me just now and asked you to call her back after you come back."

"Really, mom, why didn't you say it earlier?" As soon as Sister Chen called, I suddenly felt energetic and didn't wipe my feet. I jumped out of the basin, splashing all over the ground.

"Why do you always call Dr. Qi, Dr. Qi, it sounds so good."

Looking at me running towards the inner room, my mother smiled, shook her head, and turned to her father and said, "I don't know where this guy got the wrong place."

The father smiled loudly, "Don't care about him, as long as the child is successful, he will handle his own affairs."

Even though they said this, both of them listened carefully to what their son was talking about in the inner room.

After I came out, I asked in unison: "Why, I'm going out tomorrow? We are going to ask you to take us to Uncle Hu's house in Xicheng to play."

"No, no, I have agreed to Sister Chen to go to her house tomorrow morning."
To be continued...