Did Professor Yang bend today?

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The dinner was still at Granny Yuanyi's house, with Yang Zheng in charge, Aunt Wang choosing the dishes, and Chen Nianen appreciating the dishes. There was a clear division of labor.

Halfway through the meal, Yang Zheng answered the phone with a very solemn expression.After seven or eight minutes, Yang Zheng still hadn't come back, so Chen Nianen left the table to look for her.

Being far away, Chen Nianen could barely hear a few words in English.

Yang Zheng made a silent gesture to her.Chen Nianen just stood there and did not move.

Yang Zheng's spoken English is very good, almost like a pure London accent.Chen Nianen likes to watch American dramas, and she always felt that American pronunciation is better than British pronunciation.Now it seems that whether the spoken language is good or not mainly depends on the speaker.

It was really boring to listen to two pedantic speeches. The Thames River appeared in front of Chen Nianen's eyes. Under the gray sky, two British ladies were enjoying afternoon tea.

Chen Nianen probably understood what they were talking about - they were talking about visiting scholars.

Yang Zheng is declining, and the instructor is regretting.

Chen Nian'en doesn't know much about the mechanism, but he also knows that the government-sponsored visiting scholar is a rare opportunity.

Yang Zheng hung up the phone and hooked Chen Nianen's waist.Chen Nianen came back to his senses and asked, "Why don't you go?"

"Visiting scholars go for two to three years." Yang Zheng's eyes fell on Chen Nian'en: "I only agreed to give visiting lectures, and I will be back in less than a week."

When the time comes, Yang Zheng will be abroad and Chen Nianen will be at home. They will get together less and leave more. Chen Nianen is reluctant, and Yang Zheng can't bear it even more.

How could Professor Yang be so warm, Chen Nianen's nose was sour when he heard it.

The old lady Yuan Yi's voice came, "Xiao Zheng Xiao Chen, why don't you come to eat?"

When they returned to the dining table, the eyes of Mrs. Yuanyi and Aunt Wang fell on them. Chen Nianen drank his drink frankly, and Yang Zheng calmly picked up the dishes.

"Grandma, I might go to England in a while." Yang Zheng spoke considering the timing.

"How long will it be?" Old lady Yuan Yi put down her chopsticks and looked at Yang Zheng.

"About a week."

The old lady Yuan Yi nodded: "Come with me after dinner."

After Yang Zheng finished her meal, she wanted to help Aunt Wang wash the dishes, but Aunt Wang kept pushing her towards Mrs. Yuanyi.

When Yang Zheng arrived, Shen Yuanyi was standing in front of Shen Zishan's desk wearing reading glasses.Yang Zheng stepped forward to watch.

Spread out on the desk is a large ink painting, which almost takes up the entire countertop.

Yang Zheng could tell that this was Shen Zishan's handwriting.

"This is left to you by the old man, remember to take it away." Shen Yuanyi turned up the lamp so that Yang Zheng could see the whole picture clearly.

This is a pair of "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

Shen Zishan prefers humanistic paintings with free and unrestrained brushstrokes, but this painting uses fine brushwork, focusing on Phoenix.

Yang Zheng stroked the scroll, feeling pain in his heart.

It is not difficult for Yang Zheng to guess the implication of Shen Zishan's painting - the phoenix begging for the phoenix, with friendship, harmony and harmony, with both wings soaring high.

"Your grandfather was painting this painting years ago, and he left before finishing it." The old lady Yuan Yi spoke calmly, and all the waves were buried in her hoarse voice.

"I made up the rest." Yuan Yi pointed at the proud pines and cypresses: "Look, you shouldn't be able to see it."

"I can't tell." Yang Zheng suppressed the sourness in his heart, and followed the guidance of old lady Yuan Yi.

"I originally wanted to wait until you got married to give it away. Today I heard that you are going abroad. After thinking about it, I'd better give it away in advance."

"Grandma, I'm only going for a week, it's not that I won't be back." Yang Zheng understood what Shen Yuanyi meant, and when the old man said that, she felt even more sad.

Shen Zishan passed away too suddenly.For the elderly, no one can tell what will happen tomorrow.

"Now that the transportation is convenient, you young people can go wherever they want." Yuan Yi said, "When the time comes, we old men and women will not know where we are."

"Most of my body has been buried in the dirt, and I live every day as if it were my last." The old lady Yuan Yi patted Yang Zheng's arm that was supporting her: "You, listen to grandma, I will accept it today. "

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Before leaving, Yang Zheng hugged the painting and Chen Nianen helped to open the trunk. Yang Zheng tugged at the hem of her clothes as she walked by.

Chen Nianen closed the trunk and followed curiously.

Yang Zheng put the painting on the back seat of the car, with sadness in his eyes.Chen Nianen looked down at her and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Yang Zheng just shook his head.

It was Chen Nianen who was driving the car back home, and Yang Zheng sat in the co-pilot, depressed.

Yang Zheng didn't speak until home.Chen Nianen didn't ask any questions, she did everything Yang Zheng should do at home, and finally sat on the sofa to accompany Yang Zheng quietly.

The painting was placed on the coffee table, the scroll was not tied tightly, and when it was put down, it fell apart, revealing a corner.

Yang Zheng looked at Chen Nianen's concerned eyes and motioned for her to open the scroll.

The exquisitely painted picture of the phoenix seeking the phoenix slowly unfolded. Chen Nian'en searched around, but couldn't find the signature.

"It was drawn by grandparents." Yang Zheng said.

Chen Nian'en guessed the meaning of the painting and could appreciate Yang Zheng's mood.

Every stroke of this picture hides the sincere and earnest wishes of the two old people to the younger generation. They hope that Yang Zheng and his significant other can sing in harmony and stay together until they grow old.

Chen Nian'en couldn't say something like "The man is dead, the living are mourning", she felt that it was futile and hypocritical, all she could do was to quietly accompany Yang Zheng.

Sometimes quiet companionship is worth a thousand words.

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The author has something to say:

"The phoenix is ​​prisoner and the phoenix is ​​here, friendship, communication, meaning and heart harmony, who is the one who knows in the middle of the night? Both wings fly high and fly high, and I feel sad when I think about it." From Sima Xiangru's "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".This chapter extracts the sentences with good morals and mixes them up.

Very well written...

I won't be practicing the car tomorrow, I'm going to work hard for [-]...

Thanks for tolerance, thanks for supporting orz

ps Does anyone know how to correct the garbled characters? I have been troubled by garbled characters for almost a week emmmmm

感谢在2021-07-0923:20:29~2021-07-1022:33:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Jiuguo; 2 bottles of Nancheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!