Ten Mile Room

The Wonderful Journey of Mr. Mu's Family ([-])

Mr. Mu Zhuo forcefully opened the thick curtains that fell to the floor to block the light, and as a burst of dazzling light shot in, his eyes were filled with tears immediately after being stimulated, and he jumped onto the big bed behind him as if he had been hit.

Ms. Xin, who was still lying in bed, laughed loudly in the bed.

Apparently, last night, the couple lived a happy life. Mr. Mu danced once, and the whole state was that kind of heart blossoming, and people happily turned into a bird-like state.

Mr. Mu lay motionless on Ms. Xin's calf. Finally, Ms. Xin was forced to sit up, leaning over with her head down and loving eyes, stroking Mr. Mu's hair one by one.

Seeing his laziness and cute look of not wanting to open his eyes, I couldn't resist kissing his forehead a few times.

Just as he was leaning, there were several knocks on the door of the master bedroom.

The couple who were being intimate suddenly jumped up as if they were shocked by electricity.

At the door of the house, four children lined up like going down the stairs. They looked at their parents with smiles, and their faces were covered with that expression, you hypocritical parents. In fact, we have known you like this for a long time.

There was a muffled sound of closing the door, and Ms. Xin hid in the washroom wrapped in a sheet, while Mr. Mu opened the cabinet in a panic, took out a sweater and put it on his body tremblingly. He was still clearing his throat like a cover-up.

"Cough... why are you so early? Why didn't you knock on the door when you came?"

The only girl in the family, Xin Tian, ​​sighed, and her body language was very exaggerated: "Father! You didn't close the door at all yesterday, thanks to the fact that they arranged two rooms for us... Ha!"

Mr. Mu Zhuo froze in embarrassment.

Seeing how pitiful his father was, the eldest child of the family, Kihara, smiled and said, "Yes, we just arrived, and then we saw that you didn't close the door, cough... um~ Did you rest well last night! "

Mr. Mu breathed a sigh of relief, his expression immediately became serious, and he said majesticly: "Of course! This is a new building! The equipment is very good, and the rest is not bad! Why don't you go to the restaurant? It's so big, Do you still have to wait for me and your mother to lead your little hands and carry you to dinner?"

The youngest, Xin Ling, shrugged helplessly. He put a paper lunch box behind him on the bedroom cabinet, and said in a very vicissitudes-seeing tone: "Father, brother has already taken us to breakfast. We ate Very good, my sister is not picky eaters... When we came back, you... Hehe, you were still asleep! My brother took us to the hall through the underground passage. In fact, we have already listened to two art lectures... ...It was my sister who was afraid that you would be hungry, so we came back..."

waiting for you?forget it!These hypocritical adults!

Mr. Mu immediately raised his hand to check the time. It was already ten forty in the morning?

His face immediately flushed red.

It has been 31 years since the contract was formed, and he is finally in bed!

He was also caught by the children.

He was fixed there again like a sculpture, and he was so ashamed that he didn't know what to say. Mr. Wood Zhuo, he wanted to find a cabinet to hide in...

Ms. Xin was wrapped around a bed sheet, with wet hair, and wobbled to the door. She lifted the lunch box bag on the cabinet by the door with one hand, and pulled the handle of the house with the other. She said to her children in a threatening tone: "Don't Bully my little man!"

"Mother!! He...he is only one month younger than you! Why do we always let him?"

"Just because he is mine, sooner or later you will be someone else's!"

After finishing speaking, Ms. Xin slammed the door unceremoniously.

When she turned around, she saw that Mr. Mu had collapsed on the bed again, and he covered his face and moaned: "Mother God! I'm ashamed to see them, they won't listen to me anymore, trust me..."

You really think too much.

Ms. Xin shook her head with a smile. She didn't reveal the truth that the children were never afraid of him. When she opened the paper bag, she found that there was a three-layer food box she was familiar with.

Holding up the bag, she sniffed it, turned to Mr. Mu and said, "Get up, they brought you your favorite date-paste steamed buns, it's that...that Laosanxiang brand...you ate three yesterday! "

After finishing speaking, she went to the bed and pulled up her little man, and pushed him into the bathroom. Because he was so cute, she couldn't help but kissed his face again, then pointed to the mirror and said, "Your dance last night It's beautiful...the singing...is also very charming, and the red color matches you very well!"

After speaking, Ms. Xin laughed and ran out.

In the living room with a size of more than 30 square meters and exquisite retro decoration, four children are sitting on the carpet unpacking various souvenirs.

They opened those exquisite souvenir bags that they received for free from the exhibition hall, and...

The youngest babbled, "It's books... er... books! Books, thick books, big books, small books... books! Books! Books! Why don't they always send buns? Or toys That's good too, just like when I went to Nini Island when I was young, the shell wind chime they gave us is not bad..."

Sighing, Xin Ling took out the extremely beautifully printed books from the bag and threw them aside.

"Artwork is too expensive! Your poor father is just a folk judge. If he were a national artist judge, those guys would cry and give you golden wind chimes..."

Suddenly, there was a loud cry from the bathroom.

The faces of the five demons in the living room showed one after another, and what we were waiting for was the weird smile at this moment.

Xin Tian, ​​the only daughter of the family, sighed: "Hey, poor father, he finally found out..."

Yes, our rigorous and serious Mr. Mu Zhuo, in a panic just now, fished out a bright red, bright red, red sweater belonging to Ms. Xin from the cabinet and put it on.

He was still wearing it, pretending to be a ruthless patriarch.

"...It's delicious, but it's a bit cold!"

Ms. Xin was wearing a pure black sweater, sitting cross-legged by the large floor-to-ceiling window, watching the ever-bright snow scene outside, while eating steamed buns with jujube paste.

The children looked at her with disgust, and then at the master bedroom with sympathy.

After more than 20 minutes, Mr. Mu Zhuo rebuilt his personality, as if nothing had happened, and walked out in a "rigorous" manner.

He was wearing a camel sweater, light trousers, his hair was combed neatly, and he had a couple of ounces of pomade, sitting there with a shiny forehead!

When eating steamed buns with jujube paste, the waist and back are straight, and the demeanor is extravagant.

As a typical representative of the middle class, Mr. Mu is always so extravagant and full of etiquette.

After seriously eating the filial breakfast brought by the children, Mr. Mu wiped his mouth with a tablecloth, and then solemnly thanked the children.

"You have all grown up, and you have begun to be filial to your parents. This is very good, and I am very pleased..."

The children rolled their eyes, they had nothing to say about his ability to feign amnesia.

It takes 10 minutes to forget all the embarrassment and embarrassment, as if those things didn't happen, cut them out of memory, that is, their father.

It's really good at pretending.

Mr. Mu Zhuo cared about his children reservedly, he asked: "Whose exhibition did you all see today?"

Mu Chen, who had been silent all this time, sneered and said, "Hey! The island culture exhibition halls that are the same and haven't changed for ten years are all on the first floor. They are arranged according to the map... like Yahuang Island, Shi Ning Island, the Holy Fire Islands... What was it like when I was young, and what is it like now? Nini Island used to give away souvenirs, but now it is too poor to start giving away books, and it is still a paperback version! It can't be on the bookcase...the hardcover version needs You have to pay to get it? Please, who cares to look at it!"

Mr. Mu listened to the children's complaints quietly and patiently, with enough kindness hidden in his eyes. After they finished complaining, Mr. Mu put on a teacher's face and said like a lecture: "We all know that artists want their works to impress The world, the selection of materials... are often those anecdotes, myths and legends that they are familiar with in their living environment, as well as materials that they are familiar with.

The environment provides them with nutrients... so art is also a kind of reprocessing!It is said to be an island, how much art do you expect them to conjure up?Water and soil alone are not enough, and island art cannot develop new things, which is normal!You all know that excellent observation skills, an eye for discovering beautiful things, and unparalleled skills are the three major elements of an artist's fame. Island artists, um... what they lack is the ability to go out of their original environment and explore more of the world. Courage, I also hope that they will have good works. If there are no new works or newcomers in this competition, then... what a pity! "

The first exhibition hall that Mr. Mu's family saw was the island art exhibition hall.So they have always paid attention to island art, thinking that it is a pavilion connected with their destiny.

Moreover, every year, as long as Mr. Mu's family participates in the art competition, they will seriously visit each time, go back to discuss in detail, and then solemnly fill in the ballot... Finally, the only personal thing in this family is to leave a vote for the island artist.

However, to their great disappointment, island art has always been stagnant.

Since the birth of his second child, Mr. Mu has taken them to see joint exhibitions, grand exhibitions, competitions, auctions, museum exhibitions and other art events across the country, Kyushu, and the world.

Years of qualifications have been tormented, and he is now an old member of the folk judges, also known as the first-class civil committee.How should I put it, he is the best person who writes the annual examination questions for the new private judges!

Well, he thinks so himself, the person who understands fine art best, and he is also a contributor to the art criticism column in the urban tabloid.

This means that he has two jobs, one with an annual salary of [-] guan, and the other with a salary that fluctuates from [-] guan to the upper limit.

This is also a gentleman who has the right to speak in art.

It is Mr. Mu's greatest pride in his life to be able to rely on art to earn ample expenses for frequent trips with his family and to support four children on the road of art.

So he appreciates art, loves art, and is obsessed with art.

Most of the people left behind in the Folk Art Judges Association are art lovers like Mr. Mu who are always passionate about art.

Later, as he wished, due to the influence of the environment, their children grew up slowly, and finally they all chose art.

The so-called business here is not a professional independent art creator, but an assistant business for artists.

Just like the eldest son of this family, Kihara, he learned the polishing technique in sculpture art.

The family's second child, Mu Chen, is now studying theater lighting at the Music High School.

The youngest is Xintian, she is learning jewelry setting.

As for the youngest, Xin Ling, he said that he wanted to go to the army to be a trumpet player standing in the first row, but the big one was too heavy, so he wanted the lightest one.

It's a pity that he is very angry, and he is destined to be a tuba player.

Although this ideal is childlike and unrealistic, but he really loves kinetic art, and he has found his own art instructor, and it is certain that he will be admitted to a professional high-level kinetic art college in the future.

Independent dynamic artist, trumpet master Xin Ling!

Tsk tsk, what a classy person this title is!

The children of this family are already in the golden job of art, although most of them are auxiliary jobs, but what is there?It's good to be in!At the same time, this also means that their future life will be much less stressful than that of their parents, and their income should be more than ten times, or even a hundred times more...

In Gail, all artists have already entered the upper class half a step.

The children helplessly listened to their father's long paragraphs on art, long paragraphs of professional speeches... They all know, in fact... this is according to their teacher's teaching materials, right?

It's a pity that he doesn't have a podium, so he can only live with his own children.

"... Speaking of which, we have to go back and think about it. Like the religious architectural system, in the honey source of the southern continent, religion can affect the ruling regime, so their religious art has a frivolous power trading atmosphere, so Not beautiful..."

"Ah Zhuo, I think it's time for us to prepare for the trip, can you help me look at the dress?"

The mother of this family stood up at the right time and saved the children's ears... However, half an hour later, Mr. Mu's family looked at the crowds on the first floor of the Ewha Hall, and they immediately despaired of the whole world.

The youngest said, "Huh? Why are there so many people? I'll write you a suicide note before I go in, Father! I think I'll be crushed!"

He clapped his hands together hard.

His sister rubbed his head and comforted him: "Be patient, we can come in in the morning, that's because our father's invitation card can be entered in the morning. Of course, you don't have to go in, no one is against you going back to the room... ..."

"I don't want to be alone!"

"Then squeeze in. You have to make a big cake once in your life. This is Chang Hui's first time holding an art competition, so you should understand that the art lovers in the surrounding counties are probably here..."

Their eldest son muttered with a trace of complaint: "Father! It's all your fault for not getting up..."

Before he finished speaking, his mother stretched out her hand, turned her palm into a knife, slanted from bottom to top, unceremoniously, shaved the back of his head and said: "As an insider, I have been qualified for several years. , and still eating and drinking with father's invitation card, you have the nerve to blame him?"

Her son covered his head and shouted: "Mother! There are so many people watching! Can you give the grown-up son a little face? He is very fragile psychologically, can you sympathize? It is also very difficult to find a suitable partner. pitiful……"

"That's because all your money was spent fooling around!"

"Let's stop talking about this topic, mother! What should we do? Are you going? Don't talk about the fourth child, anyway, I don't have the courage... Huh... How about? Come tomorrow morning? Can you... Can you get up?"

He looked at his father.

Mr. Mu didn't answer his son's question. He had enough visiting experience, so he looked around, and quickly found a shortcut. He pointed to the staff passage and said, "We can visit in reverse, go over there, over there. There are no tourists, you come with me!"

After speaking, he led his family confidently and walked towards the pistil part of the Ewha Hall.

In front of the freight elevator on the first floor of the Ewha Pavilion, Jiang Gezi was reading an artist's autobiography, no!It should be said that it was just random and quick swipe and pull!

When he encountered a picture, he stopped for a second, and then continued to swipe quickly.

"What are you doing?"

"They said some artists would put cash in the yearbook and bribe the judges..."

"..."

Zhou Songchun looked sad, pushing a small truck full of souvenir bags as a handyman.

I have lost all the face of my life, and I can never get it back!

He also couldn't figure out why he got mixed up like this, from the first secret of the prince to the handyman's assistant next to Master Ganzi, it was just a few seconds.

If His Highness came to push the cart, he didn't have to live. Therefore, Jiang Gezi asked him to push the cart, and he pushed it. He didn't even dare to resist, so he followed Jiang Gezi and wandered around the building.

Pigeon still had a large book of invitation tickets in his hand, and after looking for the right place, he went in, frankly asking for souvenirs from others, as well as those free gift boxes.

Zhou Songchun roared in his heart!

Why do you want this!Wouldn't it be nice to ask them to deliver it?Still pushing the car to the door of someone's house to ask for it?

What about his dignity?Did no one think about it?

Really... I have never been treated like this since I grew up!

Therefore, when Mr. Mu brought his family to the quiet freight elevator, Zhou Songchun was lying on the push rod of the car to rest his breath, looking like a dead man who had nothing to love.

And against the background of his dead person, Jiang Gezi is as beautiful as a fairy today, and he is so beautiful.

This time, Mr. Mu's family was amazed.

Xin Tian let out a slight exclamation, covered her mouth, and whispered to her mother: "Mom, I saw a beauty! A big beauty! A huge beauty!"

Although a huge beauty is a wrong word, the Mu family, who have been dumbfounded, can no longer hear this wrong sentence.

Jiang Gezi heard a small exclamation, he raised his head and nodded with a smile, then lowered his head and continued to row as if no one else was there.

The Liufu jade pendant fell from the back of his head and fell on his shoulders, hanging in the air, colliding with each other, occasionally making a jade ring, which sounded very pleasant.

Jiang Gezi today is good-looking, tidy, decent, elegant, tidy, and glamorous... How should I put it, from today onwards, he has officially turned 19 years old on his household registration, and he can finally give the country some honor. After paying the full tax, you can wear Liufu.

Liufu, those beautiful, expensive-looking things on the back of his head.

The Liufu pendant is a jewelry that men in Kyushu can wear for a lifetime.

It can be worn around the waist, tied around the feet, tied around the head, hung around the neck... It is quite a flexible decoration.

And this theme can be a blessing from wood to gold and jade.Generally, it depends on the family's economic situation, and there are no special requirements.At the same time, Liufu was also the common people of ancient Kyushu, who had the only chance to wear jade ornaments once in their life.

As for why the people in Laosanxiang gave Jiang Gezi Liufu?

That's because, until the 19th birthday, is of great importance to Kyushu men.

Kyushu people have a simple concept, that is, the more taxes they pay, the richer the country will be, and the better and more reasonable social welfare will be.

From the previous half tax to the full tax at the age of 19, it is the first step in taking all responsibilities in life.

Although Jiang Gezi didn't have his birthday, and it wasn't his real birthday, how could the neighbors in Laosan Lane forget his important day.

So when I woke up early this morning, when I opened the door, a group of grandmas and grandmas who had been waiting for a long time, all smiling, rushed up to him, held him down, combed his hair, and even gave him a Liufu jade flower piece.

Now, from the inside to the outside, he is covered with clothes, shoes and socks made by the shopkeeper in Laosanxiang.

And from the day he wore the neighbor's six blessings, the people in the third alley, as promised, followed the ancient etiquette, and began to serve their masters.

That is to say, from now on, if there is an embroidery shop or a clothing store in the street, Jiang Gezi will not have to buy these things in his life, and they will bring them to him as offerings when the season comes.

Just like children are filial to their elders.

From now on, Laosanxiang will start to rely on Jiang Gezi to take care of the arrangements, and the established rules will start to live.

They will accept Jiang Gezi's care calmly.

Also, in fact, rules are sometimes a kind of protection.

It wasn't until then that Jiang Gezi realized that although the neighbors in Laosanxiang called him a master, they really only regarded him as a child in the past, and would not look for him for many things.

A few days ago, Jiang Gezi made clothes for the widows and widows, and arranged for winter consumption. Everyone thought that since Gan Ziye supported the house in Laosanxiang and assumed responsibility, they could not be blind, and those who had no conscience could not see .

So, follow the old etiquette and make offerings to the whole street!

Therefore, every household in Laosan Lane paid a lot of money, and the jewelry stores in the county looked down on them. Instead, they bought high-quality jade materials. Made the traditional Jade Liufu.

The neighbors were so thoughtful that they brought everything, and Jiang Gezi had to get all dressed up for the grandparents and elders in the street to see.

Today he is wearing a top master from an old shoe shop in the street. He has handmade black leather boots over the knee, black old-style breeches, his upper body is made by Mrs. Duan himself, and a tender white sweater with small turtleneck stitches and wheat spikes. .

There is another set on the outside, which was sent by an old embroidery shop in the street. It is sleeveless with black dark patterns, and has a large collar with red fox fur.

This big hurdle is still the dark pattern embroidery art guided by our five aunts.

And his chest is also adorned with jade today, under the second button, there is a top-grade white jade monkey customized for him by Lian Yanzi from Zhongzhou.

Last time he wondered why Lian Yanzi sent a box of monkeys?

Is this a joke? He's a jerk?

It turned out that he was waiting for this day. He didn't send Liufu, probably because he calculated that the neighbors would give it.

In fact, in the eyes of Kyushu people, the monkey is an auspicious animal that represents intelligence, intelligence and transparency.

Today, Jiang Gezi's hair is finally combed smoothly, with dark blue, dark red, and dark green thick silk ropes, braided with jade blessing melons, jade blessing fruits, jade grapes, jade ruyis, jade pig dragons, and jade monkeys. Liufu, tied at the top of his ponytail, those flowers are high and low, scattered and orderly, it looks really extravagant.

A good jade is always a good jade. This set of Liufu is made of the most delicate, the most oily, and the flesh is completely melted.

Jiang Gezi didn't know that the set of six blessings offered by the old neighbors was worth more than [-] yuan. If you go out, anyone who understands it will know that this is a set that can be sold well and can be passed down from family to family. It's a joke.

Moreover, his standard attire today is the most traditional male adult attire in Kyushu, and he will wear it for another year next year!

According to the tradition, the six blessings, as well as the big kan on the outside, should be given by the elders in the family. At the same time, this is also the highest blessing, which comes from relatives.

Others have homes, but what does Jiang Gezi have!

Every Kyushu man who is cherished and loved by his family should have several sets, or even countless sets of such things, and wear them for a lifetime.

Even Fourth Brother Duan has several sets of such things.

But Jiang Gezi just didn't have a set.

Although he didn't mind much, the old neighbors did, and they were secretly waiting for this day!

Therefore, when Mr. Mu's family saw such a meticulously tidied Jiang pigeon, one can imagine the shocking effect.

Look silly.

There are quite a lot of people staring blankly today. When I was going to beg for cheap on the first floor, a few artists came over with a very low profile and asked Jiang Gezi to be their friend or the god of inspiration. That's fine, anyway... can we get to know each other first?

Before they finished their request, Zhou Songchun floated out from the side, stared at them, and kept staring them away before finishing.

Are you kidding me, my Eighth Master is still crying on the roof!After so long, he didn't even get the status of an ordinary friend, so you two are still friends for the time being?

Be careful to drive you out of the country tomorrow, and you will never come back for the rest of your life!

These few people... Well, this family is okay...Really, they only dared to watch and glance secretly, and didn't dare to disturb them.

Only then did Ba Ye call him a faux pas, when he saw the pigeon matched with someone else's Liufu and brought the jade monkey of the guy who wanted money, he turned pale with anger at that time, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't provoke the pigeon, he felt that eight Grandpa can rush up...

It's hard to predict what he will do...

Ha... Don't think about it, it's too scary to think about it!

Time passed slowly, seeing, affirming, shouting, startling, admiring...the damn elevator finally arrived.

Mr. Mu's family got into the elevator with Jiang Gezi. Jiang Gezi put down his book and looked at the ID card on Mr. Mu's chest. He smiled and asked Mr. Mu's family, "Our card can only be drawn to the top floor."

The family was still stupid, for a long time, the youngest girl there, her mouth trembling, said tremblingly, "You... how old are you?"

Jiang Gezi said in a good-tempered manner, "The top floor."

The girl's tone suddenly became excited, and she said, "We! Let's also... go to the top floor!"

"Well."

Jiang Gezi swiped his card with a smile, and the elevator doors finally opened.

The family around them finally realized that they had been rude.

They looked at the sky, the ground, and the outside in embarrassment...

He just didn't dare to look at Jiang Gezi again.

It was their youngest child, Xu Shishi was innocent, he recovered quickly, and struck up a conversation with Jiang Gezi curiously: "Are you an artist who came to perform?"

Jiang Gezi was taken aback, looked at his dark eyes, then shook his head with a smile.

The little guy exclaimed in shock: "Isn't it? I don't believe it! You are so happy! Why aren't you a performing artist?"

Probably the language form of this sentence was too strange, which aroused Jiang Gezi's curiosity.

He bent down to look at the child in front of him, and said with a smile, "How can you tell that I am happy?"

Xin Ling opened his eyes wide in confusion and answered, "Aren't you happy? How is it possible? Our class has the most handsome Zaiyu in the school. Because he looks good, he goes to the school cafeteria, and the grandma in the cafeteria serves him the biggest piece of venison... ..."

Speaking of this, the little guy complained with grief and indignation: "In our cafeteria, we only cook venison once a month, just because it looks good, and every time he can eat such a big bowl! It's so big!"

He gestured: "You are going, I think... our whole school may not be able to eat a piece of venison, how can you be unhappy... um..."

A few hands stretched out and covered the mouth of their little guy.

The little guy struggled hard.

Then, Jiang Gezi lowered his head and smiled and said to him, "Little guy, don't you know the saying that the skin will grow old, but the interesting soul will last forever?"

Xin Ling struggled to show half of his face and shouted: "Liar... um, um..."

Jiang Gezi educated him very earnestly: "True happiness is never given by skin..."

As soon as he said this, the door of the elevator opened behind him.

Then, Yu Dongchi's special voice, pretending to be calm, came into the elevator from outside.

"Pigeon, do you see what I brought you?"

When Jiang Gezi turned his head, his eyes were filled with golden light.

Seven or eight of Yu Dongchi's assistants held up the suitcases in their hands, opened the lid and faced Jiang Gezi.

In those boxes, there are all kinds of rare gems, jade, and large pieces of gold...

Yu Dongchi pointed to the front one, where the tourmaline box was placed, and said, "Pigeon! Come and see, do you like tourmaline? There happen to be six colors here, shall I make you a set of six blessings? Don't you like it? What about Huayu?" The flower jade is also good, how about the red jade that is as red as blood?"

In that box, there are a total of six pieces, perfect and uncracked, crystal clear, with the highest color, red, yellow, black, blue, green, pink and watermelon tourmaline.

The smallest piece of blue tourmaline was as big as Jiang Gezi's fist.

These tourmalines, which have undergone the first polishing and cutting, are emitting a seductive light under the refraction of the elevator lights.

Jiang Gezi was about to open his mouth to curse.

Behind him, like an aria, the family sighed in unison: "So happy!!!"