When Cheng Mo followed Xie Minyun into the living room, he first passed a burgundy, antique wooden grille-style screen. In the middle was a bright and elegant landscape painting. At first glance, there were mountain lights among the mountains, which a fresh and noble meaning arises naturally.

When paired with Xie Minyun on the side, it was really a perfect beauty with a knowing blow. As long as you are a human, you may not help but sigh that there is a beauty in the world.

However, Cheng Mo did not look at Xie Minyun who was handed to the slippers. He looked at the landscape painting twice as much. The red seal was signed by Wu Shankai. Cheng Mo did not know the contemporary masters of Chinese painting, but from the perspective of his writing, he had the arbitrary expression of "white paper to the blue sky", making people feel as if they were in it and could draw this artistic conception. Of course, he was a master.

The name of the painting is "Taiyi Near the Tiandu". The so-called "Taiyi" is the Taoist "Tao", which reminded Cheng Mo again of his class teacher Chen Youyi.

When a cultured person gives a name, he will not deliberately pursue the unpredictable pursuit. As the saying goes, a gentleman is not a good person. A name does not express specific expectations and does not have a clear ambition. This is especially true for children of high-technicians. The names are simple and humble, and they do not "want their children to become successful."

Xie Minyun and Shen Youyi use the word "virtual" and rarely have real words, which look very neutral, like many people's names, such as Chengwen, Ziqing, Moruo... are all neutral names that are both suitable for both men and women.

Just as the most beautiful monsters in ancient Greek and Roman mythology are all lesbians, for literati, a neutral and meaningful name is a good name.

Most of the parents of Niu B have the feeling of "I was fooled by intelligence for the rest of my life", so they "just wish that the children are foolish and rude". For example, Bing Xin and Wu Wenzao's daughter are called Wu Qing and Nie Rongzhen's daughter is called Nie Li, both of which are simple and atmospheric words.

Of course, there is another example that must be given, which is Cheng Yongze’s child called Cheng Mo.

In general, it is not reliable to judge whether the family is rich or not by name, and it is possible to judge the cultural level of the family with evidence.

The names are self-evident, such as "Zhaodi", "Pandi", and "Wangcai", and those whose names appear ethereal words such as "Yue, Meng, Shi, Yi, Yu, Jun, Bin, Yun, Xiang" are mostly well-off or middle-class families, and they often have high expectations for their children.

Seeing Cheng Mo staring at the landscape paintings in a daze, she didn't even take the slippers, she frowned and sneered a little. She thought it was normal for Cheng Mo to stare at her at this age, and to stare at Master Wu's "Taiyi Jintiandu" in a daze, that was to pretend...

Xie Minyun has seen too many people who pretend to be pretentious, and each of them thinks that she is very talented and likes to be polite, just to attract her attention. She didn't expect that the child in front of her could act so young, so she said coldly: "Slippers!"

Cheng Mo shook away his inexplicable association, then turned around and whispered: "Thank you!" Then he bent down and changed his shoes, put his shoes neatly on the side, and then followed Xie Minyun in. Unfortunately, Xie Minyun turned around very early and did not see this detailed action, otherwise he would be better for Cheng Mo's senses.

When I entered the living room, it was also a typical Chinese style decoration, but it was not as simple and spacious as most wealthy living rooms were filled with antique calligraphy and paintings. The sofa was not a high-end wood sofa in red sandalwood or yellow rosewood, but a soft sofa with beige cotton and linen texture. There were no paintings hanging in the living room, only a family photo was hung opposite the sofa.

But this living room is beautiful, mainly because when you come in, your sight will be attracted by the courtyard outside the several glass doors opposite.

Under the gray eaves, the blue sky was everywhere, and the white fence was surrounded by a laurel, swaying the fragrance of the tree. Continue to look over, the green ripples that jumped into the lake.

At this moment, Wang Shanhai, with gray hair, was sitting on the sofa, with a light yellow chessboard on the coffee table, and black and white chess pieces scattered among them, forming an ancient picture that seemed to be faded, as if it was faded.

A black cat walked gently on the wooden corridor outside the glass door. Xie Minyun in the living room stood tall, adding elegant and ethereal to this originally lonely and desolate picture.

In this harmonious picture, only Cheng Mo seems a little redundant.

Cheng Mo stood in front of the sofa and bowed slightly to Wang Shanhai and said, "Hello, Grandpa, Dean!"

Wang Shanhai had heavy head-up patterns and red rosacea, but he had a kind and role model of Confucian scholars. He sat cross-legged on the sofa in a bright white silk gown practicing Tai Chi, looking up at Cheng Mo and said, "Oh! Cheng Mo, I really didn't expect you to come here. You are such a rare guest... It turns out that I came more when I was a child, but I didn't come when I grew up!"

Cheng Mo said: "It's not that I can't come when I grow up, it's because I move..."

Wang Shanhai smiled and said, "What is the reason and it doesn't matter. Just have the right conclusion. Your father and I are friends with you forgot about age. Now that he is gone, if you have anything to do, come to me."

Cheng Mo still knew that his father was much blessed by Wang Shanhai in the Academy of Social Sciences, but he didn't think he should respect Wang Shanhai. After all, the Academy of Social Sciences still needs people with strength to do research, and everyone went to do it. As an academic-oriented unit, it was completely abandoned.

So Cheng Mo said without hesitation: "There is something here that I want to ask you for help."

Wang Shanhai smiled and said, "No hurry, don't worry, I'll finish this game of chess, and it's about to start dinner. Let's talk about it after we have dinner..."

Xie Minyun, who had already bent her legs on the ground, looked at the chessboard with annoyance and said, "Grandpa, you are too much! Why is my upper three-thirds-on-right missing?...Originally, your big dragon will be chopped up by me soon..."

Wang Shanhai looked at his granddaughter with a scoundrel and said, "How can scholars be called stealing? This is called Yaqu. I am talking about an old man, with dizzy eyes. Isn't it normal for you to give in?"

Xie Minyun said: "I have already let you go first, and I have let you two sons... You are still a scoundrel."

Wang Shanhai waved his hand very generously and said, "Okay, okay, forget it this time, I won't take you next time..."

Seeing that what my grandfather said seemed to be he letting him go, Xie Minyun was speechless and said with a stern face: "No next time!"

Wang Shanhai smiled "hehe" and waved to Cheng Mo and said, "Chen Mo, come here, leave it to you."

Cheng Mo looked down at the chess pieces on the chess board. The style of the black piece should be extremely empty and injected, while Bai Zi was obviously good at pursuing the rhythm of Siliga fighting position wars.

Generally, those who are good at positional warfare have excellent computing power, which also means that they will be as stable as a rock in the sequence, and then they will slowly consume their opponents in the subsequent contact battles and gain the upper hand.

At this time, the Black Dragon was no longer saved. Even if he had lost three or three pieces on the upper right, he was just a matter of perseverance. It would only take time for the big dragon to be eaten. It was not Cheng Mo's style to go up and lose on behalf of others. So he shook his head and said, "I can't play Go."

It is impolite choice to say that you have no help or reject your elders. Cheng Mo can only say that he can't do it.

Wang Shanhai said strangely: "Hey, I remember when you were a child, you liked watching your dad play chess? How could you not do it?"

Cheng Mo said calmly: "What can I understand when I was a child? I'm just bored and blindly watching."

Seeing Cheng Mo still standing, Wang Shanhai said, "Oh...you sit, why are you doing standing... come and sit casually." Then he turned to Xie Minyun and said, "Xiaojin, go and pour a cup of tea with Cheng Mo..."

Xie Minyun's nickname is Xiaojin, which is easy to be like Xiaojing, but in fact it is Xiaojin, which means that only a little improvement is needed in life.

Xie Minyun said, "This trick is done again. I won't go. I'm going. It's hard to guarantee that you won't steal my chess pieces again..."

Wang Shanhai raised his hands and said, "I promise not to steal."

Xie Minyun held her chest with her hands, her posture was plump and graceful, but she was not polite at all, "If you want to go, you can go by yourself."

Cheng Mo took the opportunity to say, "Grandpa, it's really unnecessary to drink tea, eat, etc. I just have something to ask you."

"What is the name of the dean's grandfather, or Dad Hai..." The people in Xingcheng call grandfather the father, but it is pronounced as "Daidie", and grandma is "Zhibian", which also refers to all the elderly.

Cheng Mo said helplessly: "Hai Diadia..." Just as he was about to say that he hoped Wang Shanhai would help contact Li Jiting, the nanny who was just wearing an apron walked out and said: "Director Wang, the food is ready and you can have a meal."

Wang Shanhai felt relieved, smiled and said with a wrinkle on the chessboard, saying, "Eat, eat, say while eating..."

At this moment, Cheng Mo saw a sharp murderous aura appearing on Xie Minyun...
Chapter completed!