A burden to a wealthy family, I became famous on the Internet by drawing talismans

When we returned to Liucheng, the weather was nice and Wenliang came to the East River again, as if he had settled down there.

Several older brothers, sisters and aunts were waiting here and were very happy to see the good boy.

Wen Liang was also very happy and said to her elder sister: "Can you help me get a piano?"

The eldest sister felt soft-hearted when she looked at her bright eyes. Even if she wanted stars, she would find a way to pick them for her.

Mi Ke drove a car to see the master, with a pipa in the car.

Wen Liang stood by the river and looked at him. He had a scruffy beard and now he was richer but also much older.

Mi Ke laughed so hard that she was dizzy and had no time to clean up. She turned around to clean up the young man.

A group of people were busy setting up tents and preparing dinner. It was lively and leisurely.

Some people wanted to come over but didn't dare.

The young man laughed sarcastically, knowing that the master's ability was not enough, he had to know that the master would not spoil them, so they would naturally become sensible. So when people say that children are young and immature, it's because they haven't been taught enough.

The young man and Guaibao said, "Isn't the Qi family finished now? All the Qi family members have become scoundrels."

Wen Liang said indifferently: "I have a talisman."

The young lady laughed and said, "The good boy has a talisman that can cure all kinds of shamelessness."

Mi Ke specially got a piano and handed it to the master.

Wen Liang sat on a rock by the river, put the piano on his legs, and sat there very relaxed.

It's dark now. There are some lights by the river. They're not very bright but can illuminate the river surface. You can see that the construction site across the river is working normally.

Wen Liang sat by the river for a long time without moving.

A lot of people gathered behind me, and the older brothers and sisters were waiting with dinner prepared.

Someone on the road shouted, "Do you want to play it or not?"

Mi Ke stood aside and felt a gust of air rushing onto the road, blowing away several people who were blocking the road. Her mind raced: How could it not be a blow?

Some people who ran over fell silent, fearing that Wen Liang would play something again.

The young man held up his phone and smiled easily: "Some idiot said on the Internet that Guaibao wanted to challenge the Taoist priest."

The elder sister said leisurely while eating melon seeds: "Don't give them the heat. Refuse to watch fools."

Mi Ke sat down, drank some wine and ate some peanuts with some friends, and chatted casually.

Several big brothers think that Mr. Mi is quite interesting. When he is not working, he is just an ordinary person. Although some people can do it, it is really not ordinary to do it. After all, identity change is not easy for everyone.

It was a bit cold at night, and the aunt was worried that the baby would be cold. She seemed to be quite relaxed and not depressed at all.

Feel the cool and quiet river water while playing "Flowing Water" casually.

Everyone listened quietly.

At this moment, the road was quiet.

Several policemen saw time flowing like water and people passing away like this in the dim night. However, it is not the end of the flow. This is a rush with a clear goal: forward, forward, forward.

Although it is not a horn, it is majestic and magnificent. In the light night, there is wildness and splendor.

Miko listened to the classical piano music, which was not as strong as rock music, but had a higher level of pursuit.

Rock music shakes the body, and from the body to the soul; the zither touches the soul, and from the soul to the body.

So there is a kind of attack signal sent from the depths of the soul. Go forward courageously and passionately.

I felt warm and comfortable, so I put down the piano.

Mi Ke looked at her happy face and felt very relaxed. Progress is progress, happiness is happiness, it's all very simple.

Wen Liang stood up and returned the piano to Mr. Mi with both hands.

Mi Ke smiled and asked, "Don't you want to play it anymore?"

Wen Liang said neatly: "No."

Mi Ke put the piano away. This piano is not an antique. Maybe it will become an antique after Wen Liang uses it. Mi Ke is not short of money. He can keep it and give it to the master whenever he wants to use it. It is very inconvenient for her to carry these larger items now.

Wen Liang had his fill, so he sat down to prepare for dinner, looking around at the older brothers and sisters with his wide eyes.

The girl laughed and said, "They are almost full."

The aunt invited the little boy to eat.

It's cold now, so let's have a mutton hotpot, it's still hot when eaten now.

Wenliang was holding a large bowl of mutton and was enjoying the meal. Different taste.

The girl smiled and said, "What's the difference between the glutinous rice cakes in Jinyuan Village?"

Wen Liang responded: "The taste is purer?"

The old lady understood and said, "The glutinous rice in Jinyuan Village is grown by ourselves, and we use a rice steamer to steam the glutinous rice, so it has a very traditional taste."

Mi Ke felt a little disappointed that she didn't get to eat the most delicious glutinous rice cake and also missed the Taoist priest singing the Taoist song. Fortunately, she caught up with the master playing the piano.

The young man was watching on his mobile phone, and it was still very popular on the Internet.

[I have never heard of "Flowing Water" played like this, but a master's playing is always correct.]

[The instrument is just the tool, the person is the important thing. Of course, you can play it at will when you reach this level. ]

[To be honest, it is remarkable that the Taoist priest has been able to persist. ]

[So Wen Liang played the song "Flowing Water" to pay tribute to the Taoist priest? ]

[The program "Intangible Cultural Heritage Journey" is like a stream, will it be in a different location next time? ]

[No matter where you move to, the goal is the same: to eat more delicious food. ]

【It’s like a food variety show.】

【After all, people cannot live without food, clothing, housing and transportation. 】

[Wen Liang stayed by the river again, isn't that hypocritical? ]

【Why are you still typing? 】

【I also want to live outside. 】

[I already live outside.]

[We are not allowed to stay here. ]

[I think they should be allowed to live there. There can be some regulations, but they should not be completely prohibited.]

[It’s mainly because there are too many people and it’s chaotic. When there’s a good thing, someone will grab it. And some people don’t want to be bothered. If they don’t allow this or that, then it’s over.]

[We must open up more resources to allow everyone to get in touch with nature. We should strictly manage those with problems and ignore those that should be managed.]

[My family has a villa, but my brother doesn’t sleep at home anymore. He sleeps outside.]

[My dad still has to sleep outside.]

The young man saw that this had an impact on all aspects. The only thing was that it had no impact on the good boy.

After Wenliang had eaten and drunk his fill, he continued to meditate by the river.

Mi Ke saw that she was really working hard, just like the river flowing forward, forward, forward, he also had to go back and work hard. There were still many things to come.

It was getting late, the riverside was getting quieter, and the lights were dim.

The police watched as another ghost came over and fell to the side. They were speechless.

The elder brother and sister took a look and didn’t bother to care. They went to bed first and would deal with it after waking up tomorrow.

Wen Liang sat by the river until about three o'clock, when it was time to get up at the sound of the crowing of the cock, and then she went into the tent to take a nap.

It's cold now, and a sleeping bag is very warm. Some things are very good and can help you sleep warmly until dawn.

I came out of the tent. It was very cold in the morning. The mist on the river was very beautiful. It was warm and cool. I looked up at the sky and it was another beautiful day.

A bird flew across the sky, as if carrying some message. A bird landed on the river and flew away again.

There are fish in the river and there are some people fishing along the river.

Wen Liang sat on the stone, feeling the various stories happening on this river.

The young man came over with breakfast and gossiped with Guaibao: "Qi Lin cried and shouted that he wanted to rely on President Mi."