Li Muting was wearing a military uniform and carrying two boxes of Red Star Erguotou. He walked into the courtyard and put the wine on the ground. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zong Zheng standing in the hall, and then he also saw Wu Di sitting beside him, and his face twitched.
The purpose of his coming here is obviously about Wu Di's incident a few days ago, but the old god is sitting there at the moment. Everyone can see that the relationship between Wu Di and Ye Lao is unusual. This Zongzheng is also obviously
It is related to the Ye family.
He had everything he wanted to say, but he swallowed it back. He already regretted coming here...
But he had to say to Mr. Ye: "Mr. Ye, I talked about you with Tianguang and the others last time, so when I passed by this time, I came to take a look..."
Tianguang is Ye Lao's son, Ye Tianguang, and Ye Shuo's father. He is now the commander of the Shanghai Garrison Region, with the rank of lieutenant general, and is on the same level as Li Muting.
After Li Muting finished speaking, he stood there with a complicated expression. It was obvious that these words were temporary polite words from him.
"Mu Ting, what are you doing standing here? Come sit down and let's have dinner together tonight. We just have a few guests at home!" Mr. Ye greeted Li Muting, but Li Muting looked a little embarrassed, but he couldn't do it due to the old leader's order.
Do not listen.
So he bit the bullet and sat next to Ye Shuo. Several juniors respectfully called "Uncle Li". Li Muting nodded slightly, looking absent-minded.
Mr. Ye made a phone call and asked his men to bring some food over in the evening. Wu Di hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Grandpa Ye, I'm sorry. I'm having military training at school tomorrow, so I won't be able to eat with you..."
"Military training?" Mr. Ye was stunned, then asked, "Which school?"
"Nanda!"
Wu Di answered honestly, Mr. Ye was stunned for a moment, and then pointed to Ye Longchen next to him and said, "That's not bad. I want to see you in the future, so I'll ask Long Chen to come to you. He is also studying at Nanda. With you.
We are both freshmen, so you can come together in the afternoon and I will have someone take you there!"
Ye Longchen looked at Wu Di in surprise and said, "Grandpa, I can go alone!"
Mr. Ye couldn't help but scolded: "Bullshit, you kid must have gone out with your gang of gangster friends again. You'd better keep a distance from him in the old Chu family. He's not home all day long. When your father comes back, he will definitely deal with you."
.It would be weird if I didn’t break your legs!”
Ye Longchen rubbed his neck and sat there silently. Apparently he didn't listen to these words.
Wu Di looked amused. Ye Longchen was a kid and obviously wanted to sign up with Chu Mingyang and others in the afternoon. Judging from the relationship between them, they should all be red children. Only those at the same level can play.
From this point of view, Ye Shuo is more mature, but after all, he is still there at his age. He can also see some things more clearly.
Li Muting listened on the side, surprisingly silent. He really couldn't get a word in. He was sitting on pins and needles here, which made him feel uneasy. After just a few words from Mr. Ye, he could tell that something was wrong.
What is the relationship between this kid and Mr. Ye?
Li Muting was observing secretly, but he didn't know Wu Di's identity.
"That's it. You go with Wu Di in the afternoon, and I'll ask Xiong Fei to accompany you!"
When Mr. Ye mentioned Xiong Fei, Li Muting couldn't help but raise his eyebrows twice, and then he said to Mr. Ye: "Mr. Ye, I just remembered that there are some things I haven't dealt with. I just stopped by to see you this time.
, I feel relieved to see that you look good now."
"Why, you want to leave too?" Mr. Ye's expression suddenly dropped, which made Li Muting involuntarily pull back his forward body. He could see that the old leader was angry.
"You said you're here, you're so anxious to go back, are you really here to see me?"
Although Old Man Ye is an octogenarian, he is full of vigor and anger due to martial arts training, and his brain has not deteriorated. He knew that Li Muting must have trouble with him when he came.
"Mr. Ye, I really just came to see you!"
Li Muting could see that Mr. Ye was a little unhappy, so he had to sit back again, looking helpless.
"If you come to see me, just sit down and have a couple of drinks with me in the evening. My sons are not around, and I finally met a few drinkers. Is it possible that I won't be allowed to drink to my heart's content?"
Mr. Ye complained for a while, it was obvious that the wine bug had come up.
Ye Lao is a good drinker, this is something that some people in the army know well.
He has three major hobbies in his life, one is martial arts training, the other is drinking, and the last is calligraphy!
After chatting with Li Muting for a few words, Mr. Ye seemed to be interested again and said to Zong Zheng on the side: "Azheng, you said that boy Gong Dahai asked Wu Di to bring a calligraphy and painting here. Where are they?"
Wu Di slapped his head, he was just busy fighting with Ye Longchen and forgot to give this thing to the owner. Wu Di apologized and said: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I was so energetic fighting with Long Chen just now that I forgot about this matter.
Already..."
After saying that, he was about to go to the yard to get something, but Ye Weiyang suddenly stood up and took out the calligraphy and painting and small box that Gong Lao asked Wu Di to give to Ye Lao from behind.
She put the things on the table without even looking at Wu Di.
Mr. Ye's eyes couldn't help but light up. He ignored the calligraphy and painting, but took out the rather heavy small box. When he opened the box, he found two round and delicate jade balls lying inside. It looked like they were quite heavy.
.
"Jade ball!"
Everyone in the hall was attracted by these two jade balls.
Mr. Ye picked up the two balls, flicked his wrist, and made a loud crackling sound. Then he quickly spun them in his hands, and said with a smile on his face: "This guy Gong Dahai has found a good thing for me."
, This jade ball is of just the right weight, I like it very much..."
Then he looked at Wu Di and said: "If you see him when you have time, tell him for me that the things that happened back then will be wiped out. This old boy doesn't owe me anything anymore, haha..."
Ye Lao laughed very happily, and the jade ball made a loud collision sound in his withered hands.
However, this jade ball is really a good thing. It is also called a fitness ball, but because of the different materials, it is called an iron ball, jade ball or stone ball.
Practice has proven that this kind of ball is not only a sports tool, but also has the fitness effect of regulating the spirit and strengthening the muscles and bones. It has certain curative effects on some common diseases, such as hypertension, coronary heart disease, finger dysfunction, etc.
When the jade ball is rotated, it can be repeatedly rotated by the hand to strengthen the functions of the human body's finger joints, wrist joints, palms, and even elbow joints, shoulder joints, etc., activate blood circulation, and dredge meridians. It is also beneficial to the brain, central nervous system, etc., especially for martial arts training.
People can keep their bodies and fingers flexible at all times!
No wonder Mr. Ye is so happy. Looking at the texture and weight, this jade ball is tailor-made for him. Generally, he is not a Lianjiazi. A jade ball of this weight cannot spin at all, and if it is too light,
, obviously it doesn’t have much effect on Mr. Ye!
Mr. Ye turned the jade ball with a rosy expression. The jade ball emitted a glare, which was quite blurry. It looked much better than the monotonous iron ball...
"Come, take a look at these calligraphy and paintings. This old boy has not come to see me in the past few years and has tried his best to do what I like. He must have something to ask of me!" Mr. Ye said as he spread out the calligraphy and painting.
But I found that it was a calligraphy letter, "Man Jiang Hong"!
This is not the handwriting of a famous artist. Each stroke is like a scratch in the sand, and the pen is strong. The person who wrote the calligraphy must be a bold and open-minded person. It is said that the words are like the person, and one can see the personal temperament at a glance.
"Hey Gong Dahai, why don't you come to see me? It turns out that you secretly practice calligraphy at home. This calligraphy is three points as good as mine. It seems that this is his proud work. Mu Ting, Ah Zheng
, come and take a look at this calligraphy written by Gong Dahai..."
After speaking, Mr. Ye spread out the calligraphy and painting flatly.
"What a good word..."
Li Muting immediately flattered him, causing Mr. Ye's face to twitch, and he waved his hand and said, "You kid, go ahead and don't understand anything. This is not a good word. It's just a beginner. I'll show you later."
Look at what is called good calligraphy, of course it was not written by me, it was given to me by Grandpa Wu Di back then..."
Wu Di was excited for a while after hearing this. He didn't expect that his grandfather also wrote such good calligraphy?
But Zong Zheng took a look at this painting of Azolla and said calmly: "At first glance, the brush strokes are very straight, and the momentum of Azolla is a little bit stronger, but obviously the writing power is not enough. Some of the horizontal and vertical strokes still lack the flavor of the golden horse..."
Zong Zheng's words caused Mr. Ye to nod frequently. He obviously couldn't hold it anymore and said to Ye Weiyang who was standing aside: "My good granddaughter, bring me the "Man Jiang Hong" hanging in my study!"
Ye Weiyang nodded and ran directly into the cubicle. After a while, he brought a calligraphy and painting. Mr. Ye couldn't wait to step forward, took the calligraphy and put it under the calligraphy and painting written by Gong Lao.
This time, a decision is made!
The painting that Ye Weiyang took over was full of red, and the strokes of the pen were powerful and powerful, penetrating through the back of the paper. Zong Zheng was obviously quite accomplished in calligraphy. He could see at a glance that this calligraphy was definitely a rare masterpiece, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good calligraphy."
, good words!”
And Wu Di also clearly felt that the words in this painting were coherent between the lines, just like the endless stretch of the Yangtze River. This continuous and smooth flow of writing also set off the artistic conception of the word "Man Jiang Hong".
He is furious and writes vigorously.
Even Wu Di, who didn't know how to calligraphy and painting, could see that this was a good calligraphy. After he read it, he saw the signature saying "Zongyue, a lonely guest, sends my pen and ink to my brother..."
This is the calligraphy and painting written by Wu Di's grandfather, Wu Zongyue!
"Wu Di, this is what your grandfather wrote..." Mr. Ye laughed loudly, pointing at Gong Dahai's calligraphy and painting, "If this old boy sees my second brother's calligraphy and painting, he will definitely burn his own...
…”
Li Muting on the side was completely stunned, staring at the words "Lonely Guest Zongyue", but in his ears he heard Mr. Ye saying "Wu Di, your grandfather..."
Wu Zongyue!
Li Muting's eyes suddenly darkened. He swayed and sat down in his original seat. He was frightened by the words "Wu Zongyue"...
He is actually Wu Di's grandfather?
Li Muting is about to cry but has no tears, his intestines are livid with regret, and he just wants to hit the wall! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation