Die Meng Wencai

"Grandpa, is it still hurting?"

Wang Xizhi loves his daughter very much, but the daughter is already married, so he had to bring his little granddaughter with him for comfort. In his later years, his wrists often hurt so bad that he couldn't hold a pen, and his little granddaughter was doing massages for him.

"Grandfather feels much better, one by one is really capable."

"Grandfather must have written too much and was tired. Why don't you write today?"

"Haha, my grandfather has been writing and writing all his life, even if it hurts, he can't stop until he dies."

Then there is no way, because people are somewhat persistent, he loves writing, and it is normal to pursue calligraphy without end, so he didn't talk back, just snuggled up to him to untie Jiulianhuan.To say that she hadn't played this game in her previous life, but she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity in her hands, as if she had an innate sense of intimacy with her father and others, which is really strange.After fiddling for a while, I untied the four rings. I found the pattern, but immediately put it aside.

"Why don't you play one by one?"

"It's boring to get it all out. I'll save it for tomorrow."

"Well, it's rare that you have the patience to go for a walk in the garden with your grandfather."

"Okay, the chrysanthemums bloom very early this year, is it the right time to enjoy them?"

"Then why not hold a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet? The crabs from Taihu Lake should also be delivered."

"Yeah, it's even more perfect when paired with chrysanthemum wine."

"You, you know a lot at such a young age!"

"That's right, don't even look at it—whose granddaughter is it?"

Seeing Wang Xizhi's old appearance made her feel very uncomfortable, so she reluctantly made him smile, passing by Echi, and saw her seventh uncle Wang Xianzhi practicing calligraphy.In a few days, he is going to get married. This little uncle is still young, and he blushes whenever he is teased about getting married. I heard that he has been in love with the cousin of Xi's family for a long time, and finally he will get his wish.

"Come here one by one to see your seventh uncle's handwriting, what do you think?"

"very nice."

"Oh? How is that better than your father?"

"Of course my father's is better."

"You eccentric little girl, your father's handwriting is good, but your seventh uncle is determined to innovate, and he will achieve even greater achievements in the future."

"I understand one by one, but if you want to innovate, you can innovate, if you don't want to innovate, you can't innovate. Life is alive, and the only word is 'comfort'."

Although the Wang family has made outstanding contributions to the development of Chinese calligraphy, they have devoted their entire lives to calligraphy. Is it really interesting?But still the saying 'just be happy'.

"Father, this girl is amazing, she has learned the characters of the second elder brother to a certain extent."

"Oh? Write a few to see."

Yi'er wrote two lines of Tao Yuanming's chanting chrysanthemum poems very low-key, which Wang Ningzhi taught her: "Fangju blooms and Linyao blooms, and green pines crown rocks."With this chastity and beauty, Zhuo is the best under the frost. '

Wang Ningzhi didn't like to show off when she got this daughter, maybe because he wasn't a person who liked to show off, so he didn't talk about his daughter's calligraphy practice.If Wang Xianzhi hadn't mentioned it today, Wang Xizhi wouldn't have known that this four or five-year-old granddaughter could already write characters like this. You should know that even at this age, he himself couldn't write characters very well. The three-point portrait is not exaggerated at all. Is this granddaughter really as extraordinary as she was born?Yi'er never imagined that she would fall into the hardship of practicing calligraphy because of such a trivial matter.

Only Wang Ningzhi was missing for the reunion in Chongyang, because Wang Xizhi was old, and even though he had resigned and retired, he could still go to the imperial court. This was the privilege of the gentry.

"Mother, when will Dad come back?"

"It should be soon, and it will snow if it is later. It will be difficult to travel on the road, and I may be delayed. Your father knows it well."

"Father, if he finds out that Mother is pregnant again, he will definitely fly back."

"What does he want? Just no wings."

"Ma'am, I've finished sewing."

"Oh? Take a look?"

Her first embroidery was Qiuju, which she learned from her embroiderer, and her stitches were well-regulated. However, this Qiuju was embroidered very well, which surprised her mother who had a poetic talent since she was a child.This child is not like her who is more keen on poetry, prose and martial arts. She is obviously talented and even her father-in-law praised her. Even though she thinks she is quite talented, she suddenly doesn't know how to teach this child.

Wang Ningzhi, who went to Jiankang's family, seemed to be able to sense her daughter's hope. Even when she was with her brothers in the clan, she leaned on the railing and looked to the southeast from time to time, secretly deciding to go back before the snow fell.I just took a stroll on the streets of Jiankang. My son’s gifts are so easy to choose. As for Yi’er, I feel that I need to pay more attention when choosing a gift, otherwise I may not really please her, although she always says she likes it. , but it has a different meaning to him.

"Prince Prince?"

"Smiling?"

For Wang Ningzhi, seeing Hanxiao goodbye is like a world away, and she is also a little happy under the hesitation, even though Hanxiao is just a servant, she is the one who accompanied Yi'er when she grew up.Seeing that she was still wearing a girl's hairstyle, she couldn't help asking when she and Du Feng would be able to achieve a good result, but she shook her head and replied with a lonely face: "Du Feng blamed me for not being able to protect the young lady. Stop talking to me."

"How can I blame you for this?"

What happened back then is hard to tell who is right and who is wrong, he is at fault, Marvin is at fault, even Yi'er himself is at fault, why bother to dwell on the past?

"It's okay, Hanxiao has already seen it, this time I came to Jiangnan to visit the second lady for my wife, and I came to Jiankang to do some business."

"Gu Xinlian? Is she married to Jiankang?"

"That's not true. She married the eighth son of Shangyu Zhu's family two years ago."

"That son, not bad."

"Yes, I wish the eighth son-in-law has a gentle temperament and noble character. He is a rare and good husband-in-law. Even the second young lady is very satisfied."

When Wang Ningzhi thought of Zhu Yingqi, she also nodded frequently. The literature is not romantic, but the martial arts is unparalleled. It is rare to have both civil and military skills, and has a good temper. Gu Xinlian is really lucky.

"My lord, forgive me for offending you with a smile. I heard with a smile that the son's daughter had a vision, but is it true?"

Seeing that Wang Ningzhi remained silent, he knew that he must have concerns, so he continued: "Young Master Wang doesn't know something, it was like this when my young lady was born that year. They have nothing to do with each other, but it is also a consolation."

Wang Ningzhi failed to resist this request, nodded and gave a definite answer, and he felt that from Hanxiao, it was just right to ask Yier what she liked when she was a child, and what kind of gift to bring her this time.It's just that when he took the heavy bag of stones, he felt quite disappointed, and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate this stone, Mr. Wang, look at this big one, does it look like a picture of red plums? It is elegantly decorated on the table or on the treasure shelf. This small one can be put into a white porcelain or glazed fish tank to increase the ornamental value. When the lady came to Jiankang, she was going to go to the river to pick it up, but it is a pity. Then I walked in a hurry and didn’t have time.”

So it was like this, Michelle said a lot earlier, but none of them had the weight of the last sentence, after Wang Ningzhi thanked and accepted it, thinking about Michelle's good cooking skills, she asked casually if it would be convenient for her to go back home with him.But she didn't know that Hanxiao couldn't get what she asked for, so she immediately agreed, it was a wishful thing, and she hurriedly put away the transfer, but she didn't know that Yi'er accidentally did something to stir up the whole government.

After the Double Ninth Festival, the planted dogwoods have withered, and the yellow flowers in the garden are even more bleak, but the smell at that time still lingers, and I can't help but write a poem: The taste of the Double Ninth Festival, drowning the flowers.A hedge of chrysanthemum shadows, a few feihongs.

The mountains are high and the water is far away, and the heart is the same in autumn.There is nothing better than ecstasy, and the wind blows from the west.

Unexpectedly, it alarmed my grandfather, who felt that she was worthy of being Xie Daoyun's daughter, and repeatedly asked her mother to teach her well, so her homework inadvertently increased a lot.I have to read "Mao Poetry" in the morning, and post in the afternoon. For a child under five years old, the homework is really heavy. It's a waste of time, so I use it to learn female celebrities.

The child grows fast, and he was very happy to see Yi'er welcoming him at the door. It's been two months, but Yi'er has obviously grown a little more, and his hair has become thicker and thicker.This way of combing only the sideburns to the back of the head to fix it is afraid of hurting the child's scalp, but it suits her very well. Liu Hai'er's next pair of eyes are shaped like his, but they are rounder, brighter and more lovely, but this pair of beautiful eyes is so beautiful. Shi Shi didn't look at him, but paid attention to the smile behind him, the curiosity and doubts inside were undisguised.

"This smiling girl has good cooking skills. Adite invited you to come home to cook delicious food for you."

"Really? What kind of dishes is the girl good at?"

"Okay, I didn't stand at the door to ask these questions, let's go in first, Dad is tired."

"Yi'er rubs Dad's legs and beats his back later."

"Then father is blessed."

"Hey, Dad, you can pretend you don't know about Mommy's pregnancy, okay?"

"Oh? Didn't you write to tell Dad? Why did Dad pretend not to know?"

"Because the people who wait around A Niang want to give Dad a surprise, so that they can ask for a red envelope?"

"Okay, Dad will listen to Yi'er."

Looking at the little girl who was held in Wang Ningzhi's arms with her arms tightly around his neck with a smile, it was really hard to believe that she was her own lady, not because of her different appearance.Although the Duyian is also the only daughter in the family, because her twin brother is weak, she was neglected since she was a child, and she became sensible quite early. At least in her memory, she has never had such a scene of being coquettish and intimate with her father.

The author has something to say:

The taste of the Double Ninth Festival floods the flowers.A hedge of chrysanthemum shadows, a few feihongs.

The mountains are high and the water is far away, and the heart is the same in autumn.There is nothing better than ecstasy, and the wind blows from the west.

This little poem has a lot of meaning put together, just for the needs of the plot, I have to show my ugly face.