The day passed in the blink of an eye. Wan Yunting and his family were playing along the Great Wall Scenic Area in the direction back to the capital, and did not return to Ouyang's residence until seven o'clock in the evening.
In order to protect the old man's safety in the past two days, Wan Yunting and Ouyang Zhixin discussed and decided to live here in the ancestral home.
So they first went home to pack their things, and then returned to the ancestral house. Dinner was ready, and they were waiting for Wan Yunting and his family to eat in the dining room.
The laughter of Ouyang Shenhe and others came from outside. Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang went out to take a look and saw Fan Liren and several unknown old people returning with their grandfather Ouyang Shenhe.
"Old Fan..."
"Master..."
Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang went up to them and greeted them with a smile: "Have a good New Year..."
"grandfather…"
At this time, Fan Shuyuan saw her grandfather and ran out to hold Fan Liren's arm. He laughed and said, "I heard that you guys went to visit the Great Wall. What do you think?"
Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang nodded and smiled: "The majestic atmosphere, the white snow, it's so beautiful."
"Very good. After dinner and drinks, you can inscribe a picture for us to express your impressions of the Great Wall."
Fan Liren suggested and smiled.
"Okay, Mr. Fan, please come in quickly..."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded, and also politely invited the unknown old men. Ouyang Shenhe introduced him. It turned out that the old man wearing a blue thick cotton coat was named Xia Hongzhao, and he was the previous generation head of the Xia family.
, has retired.
The other two old men were also prominent figures in the capital in the past, but they have retired. They are old friends with Ouyang Shenhe. Today they were invited to the house to drink tea and hang out. They told them that they would go to Wudang Mountain to practice in the next year. Let these few
When my old friend is free in the future, I will go to Wudang Mountain to visit him more often...
"Dad, you are here too."
Xia Xiangyun was helping to prepare the dinner and dinner when he saw his old father Xia Hongzhao coming in and quickly went up to help him.
"Haha, I came here today just to see my grandson."
Xia Hongzhao looked at Wan Yunting next to him and said with a kind smile.
This time Wan Yunting finally understood that this old man was his grandfather.
"Didn't you agree that we would go back to visit you tomorrow?"
Xia Xiangyun didn't expect his father to come here specially today, so he pulled Wan Yunting and said with a smile: "Xiao Wan, this is your grandpa."
Wan Yunting quickly greeted him formally and respectfully: "Hello, grandpa, I didn't recognize you just now. It's my grandson's fault."
"Ha ha…"
Xia Hongzhao went up and took Wan Yunting's arm and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's normal if you don't recognize me. When you met your parents, I just happened to be out and didn't come back in time. Grandpa came here today just to see you.
This grandson, well, he is a very talented person, Kun He, our family is blessed."
"Yes, Lao Xia."
Ouyang Shenhe said with a smile.
"Come on, you have to have a few more drinks with grandpa tonight."
Xia Hongzhao took Wan Yunting's arm and led him to the main table in the dining hall. After Ouyang Shen and the head of the family took their seats, everyone sat down. Wan Yunting sat next to Xia Hongzhao and was chatting with him.
Homely.
The second brother Wan Dongming wanted to take Wang Chulin to another table, but Ouyang Shenhe waved and shouted: "Dongming, come and sit."
Wan Dongming turned his head and looked stunned. Seeing that the people sitting at the table were all important members of the Ouyang family, as well as big figures at the top of the capital like Xia Hongzhao and Fan Liren, which made him nervous. He smiled awkwardly and said: "No, Grandpa.
I'd better sit outside."
"Come here as soon as I ask you to, hurry up."
Ouyang Shenhe waved, and Wan Yunting quickly smiled and said: "Second brother, come over and sit down."
Seeing that his third brother was also shouting, Wan Dongming had no choice but to ask Wang Chulin to take Wan'er to the next table to sit down for dinner. He went over and sat next to Wan Yunting, otherwise he would be less nervous and embarrassed.
"Where is Wei Zhi and his family?"
Ouyang Shenhe discovered that Ouyang Weizhi and his son were not there. Ouyang Zhihui said: "Weizhi called me in the afternoon and said that they had something to do and would not come back for dinner in the evening."
"What could be more important than a family reunion on New Year's Day?"
Ouyang Xingteng asked with some dissatisfaction.
Ouyang Shenhe's old face sank slightly. Ouyang Zhixin and Wan Yunting felt that the old man was angry. Then Ouyang Shenhe's old face softened and smiled at Xia Hongzhao and Fan Liren, "Okay, old friends."
Brother, let’s have a drink first.”
"Okay, Xiaowan, you come too..."
Fan Liren also greeted Wan Yunting, and everyone present also raised their glasses. Wan Yunting also reminded the nervous second brother, and everyone raised their glasses to each other before drinking, ignoring Ouyang Weizhi and his family.
"Lao Xia, we two have to respect Dongming."
Then Ouyang Shenhe pointed at Wan Dongming, who was sitting next to Wan Yunting and immersed in eating. He made him move for a moment and looked up with a stunned expression. Ouyang Shenhe smiled at Xia Hongzhao and said, "Thanks to them Wan Dongming."
Family, otherwise we wouldn’t be able to cultivate such an outstanding Xiao Wan. It’s a pity that the Wan family only has their children left.”
When mentioning his adoptive parents on such an occasion, Wan Yunting's eyes turned red, and Wan Dongming felt the same. He felt extremely regretful that his parents could enjoy the blessings of their son. This was Wan Yunting's lifelong guilt and regret.
Ouyang Zhixin and the others also sighed and said, "I will go over and visit them during the Qingming Festival."
"It should."
Ouyang Shenhe nodded and said, "Thank them for mentioning our Ouyang family."
Wan Yunting was very moved and smiled at Ouyang Shenhe and Ouyang Zhixin: "Grandpa, Dad, thank you."
"Silly boy, what can I be thankful for?"
Ouyang Shenhe smiled, and Xia Hongzhao held the wine glasses and smiled at Wan Dongming: "We are all a family when we come to Dongming, so there is no need to be polite."
"Uh-huh…"
Wan Dongming, who was looking excited, stood up slightly with the wine glass in both hands. He bowed to Ouyang Shenhe and Xia Hongzhao from a distance before drinking all the wine in the glass. He also understood in his heart that the Ouyang family respected their Wan family for the sake of their third brother.
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This dinner was a heavy drink. Wan Dongming immediately drank it and fell down. It was Wan Yunting and his second sister-in-law who helped him go back to rest first. When he returned to the wine table, his grandfather Xia Hongzhao and grandfather Ouyang Shenhe were also there.
Mr. Fan and the others are still there, as are Ouyang Xingteng and Ouyang Zhihui, as well as Ouyang Zhiguo and his father Ouyang Zhixin.
Even Ouyang Xiuxian and Ouyang Xinyuan, the younger generation's children, were listening attentively to the older generation's lectures on the principles of drunkenness.
"Xiao Wan is back."
When Fan Liren saw Wan Yunting coming in, he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go, while I'm drunk, let Xiao Wan show us his calligraphy."
"OK."
Grandpa Xia Hongzhao was excited because after he retired, he spent most of his free time playing calligraphy and painting. He said: "I came over at noon and saw the couplet on the door of your house. The characters were majestic and shocking.
me."
"I watched it too."
Fan Liren pointed at Wan Yunting and said with a smile: "At first glance, it was written by Xiao Wan."
"Haha, otherwise, no one in the world would be able to write such good calligraphy."
Ouyang Shenhe said with a proud smile.
"Okay Lao He, Xiao Wan is also my grandson."
Seeing Ouyang Shenhe's proud energy, Xia Hongzhao felt unbalanced and said to Wan Yunting: "Xiao Wan, you have to write a calligraphy for grandpa tonight."
"Okay grandpa, don't talk about one picture, I will write hundreds of them."
Wan Yunting looked at these old men, fighting like urchins over their own calligraphy, and felt happy and funny in his heart.
Next everyone moved to Ouyang Shenhe's large study room. Wan Yunting asked Gu Luotang to give her impressions after viewing the Great Wall. It only took her five minutes to come up with a poem about the Great Wall.
Later, Wan Yunting took up the pen and wrote a majestic poem calligraphy in wild cursive calligraphy, which completely shocked Xia Hongzhao, Ouyang Shenhe, Ouyang Xingteng and other old men present.
"Good calligraphy, good poetry..."
Fan Liren looked at Wan Yunting's calligraphy. He had seen his wildly cursive calligraphy before, but now when he saw this calligraphy, the majestic charm of the calligraphy was sometimes wild and uninhibited, sometimes restrained and tenacious, giving people a
An intuitive and shocking feeling.
"Although I don't know calligraphy, Xiao Wan's calligraphy gave me a good first impression."
Ouyang Xingteng's old eyes widened, he pointed at the word Wan Yunting and couldn't help but say excitedly.
"Yes, the words are really good, and the poem is also good."
Another old man named Chang Wen, who was a big shot in the capital's literary circles, saw Gu Luotang's poem about the Great Wall and he praised him greatly. Gu Luotang thanked him politely.
"Haha, it doesn't matter whose student Luo Tang is."
Now Fan Liren began to feel proud.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lao Fan is starting to get carried away again."
Another old man named Zhu Huangshan pointed at the proud-faced Fan Liren, making Changwen and the others feel sad.
"Grandpa, I also have a poem about the Great Wall!"
Fan Shuyuan, who had been following Fan Liren, glanced at Gu Luotang, seeming to be competing.
"Okay, then you can make it too."
Fan Liren also knew that his granddaughter refused to accept him and accepted Gu Luotang as a closed disciple, and knew that they were competing with each other.
"Hey, just write it for me."
Fan Shuyuan turned to Wan Yunting and said.
He was stunned, and could only smile and nod, so Fan Shuyuan also read out a poem she had written about the Great Wall. Wan Yunting, who was standing in front of the desk, picked up the pen and swung it freely like a long sword.
The picture is presented in wild cursive calligraphy...
"Don't tell me, this granddaughter of Lao Fan is indeed a talented woman of our young generation in the capital. This poem is very good."
After listening to Fan Shuyuan's poem, Changwen nodded and praised it endlessly.
"Thank you Mr. Chang for the compliment."
Fan Shuyuan, who was praised by literary tycoon Changwen, smiled happily and thanked her.
"not bad."
Fan Liren was afraid that the girl would be proud, so he didn't praise her too much.
"Tch, grandpa, you are partial."
Fan Shuyuan glanced at her grandfather arrogantly, but she naturally didn't care.
"Haha, but I still like to read Xiaowan's handwriting."
Fan Liren looked at the calligraphy written by Wan Yunting and couldn't put it down. He immediately said: "Xiao Wan, your current calligraphy seems to be fuller with sword intent?"
Ouyang Shenhe said with a smile: "That was when he was in the Wudang Sect and suddenly realized the kendo inheritance left by his kendo ancestor. Well, Xiao Wan, what is the sword technique called?"
"Great Sword Technique!"
Wan Yunting smiled.
Fan Liren also wrote, Zhu Huangshan and the others knew that this great swordsmanship was not simple when they heard the name of this swordsmanship...