Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

Hearing Jiang Li's words, the old man Jiang turned around tremblingly, pushed back the presbyopic glasses on the bridge of his nose, and squinted his eyes to look.

"Lin, Lin Chen?!"

Lin Chen smiled and nodded, and greeted him: "Grandpa Jiang."

Old man Jiang smiled: "Okay, good boy!"

He put down the brush in his hand, walked over, and grabbed Lin Chen's hand: "When did you come, why didn't you tell Grandpa Jiang?"

"I just arrived too." Lin Chen smiled faintly.

Jiang Li on the side also covered his mouth and smiled: "Yes, grandpa, as soon as we got home, we rushed to you."

Hearing this, Mr. Jiang opened his eyes and smiled: "Really?"

Lin Chen nodded: "Yes."

"Well, you have this heart, old man, I am very happy!"

Immediately afterwards, he took Lin Chen again and sat down in a side position.

Jiang Li was also a little helpless.

Her grandfather, when he saw Lin Chen coming, he almost forgot that she still had a granddaughter.

She had to sit down in the seat opposite to Lin Chen.

Elder Jiang grasped Lin Chen's hand and couldn't bear to let go.

He looked at Lin Chen's face carefully.

"Oh, during this time, have you not eaten properly, look at you, this face is thinner."

Lin Chen suddenly felt a little bit dumbfounded when he heard Mr. Jiang's words.

There is a kind of thinness that makes old people think you are thinner.

"Grandpa Jiang, you must be mistaken, I still think I am fat!"

Elder Jiang waved his hand: "You are obviously thinner!"

Jiang Li was right across from them, with both hands supporting his chin and looking at the young and old.

Do they treat themselves as air?

While feeling a little depressed, Jiang Li was also very happy.

Her family like Lin Chen very much.

And Lin Chen did not reject her family, on the contrary, the feelings were still very good.

With such a result, even if they ignore themselves, Jiang Li will recognize it.

Immediately afterwards, Old Man Jiang asked again: "Lin Chen, how long do you plan to stay at Jiang's house this time?"

Lin Chen said: "I can't stay long. There are still things in Kyoto. I'm here this time and I'm doing things too."

Hearing Lin Chen's words, the old man was suddenly disappointed.

"It won't last long...then, is there a general idea?"

"Probably? It's only a day or two," Lin Chen said.

Elder Jiang asked again: "Will you be able to stay here tonight? This has your room, which has been kept clean for you, just waiting for you to come and live."

Lin Chen originally wanted to say that he would be a member of Huazhou Junting, but when he met the old man's hopeful eyes, he changed his mouth.

"Well, I will live here tonight."

Hearing Lin Chen's agreement, Mr. Jiang's mood suddenly improved a lot.

"Okay! I'll have someone go and make the bed later."

Afterwards, he directly took out his mobile phone.

He is not used to the current smart phones, but he still uses old-fashioned key-press phones.

This kind of mobile phone basically only has the function of sending text messages and making calls.

He called the housekeeper directly.

"Old Zhou, Lin Chen is here."

"Well, I know, I ran into them when they walked in," said the butler on the other side of the phone.

Hearing this, the old man frowned: "You know when they enter the door, why don't you tell me?"

If he had known it earlier, he would be able to pick up Lin Chen at the door.

The housekeeper also felt a bit wronged: "Master, I actually wanted to tell you too, but the lady and the future uncle said that they came directly to you, and I didn't tell you."

Old man Jiang had no choice but to nod his head: "All right."

"Lin Chen is going to stay here tonight. Prepare for dinner a little more generously and make up for him and A Li. Both of them are too thin..."

"okay."

Jiang Li, who has always been regarded as air: "..."

Why is she lying innocently with the gun?

She is still losing weight, but grandpa is thinking about replenishing her body...

It is estimated that this fat cannot be reduced any longer.

At this moment, Old Man Jiang seemed to think of something: "By the way, what about A Li, why didn't he come with you?"

Jiang Li, Lin Chen:? ? ?

Lin Chen looked at Jiang Li blankly.

Isn't she here all the time?

Jiang Li looked speechless: "Grandpa, I'm here."

Elder Jiang's gaze turned to Jiang Li's body.

It took several seconds for him to remember that Lin Chen seemed to have come with Jiang Li.

"Why don't you say anything here, I thought you were not here." Old man Jiang said.

Jiang Li was even more speechless.

"grandfather!"

She wanted to talk too, but his grandfather forgot about her granddaughter as soon as he met Lin Chen.

Several times she tried to speak but couldn't get in.

"Okay, you can do it."

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Jiang continued to chat with Lin Chen, and Jiang Li was treated as air again.

She also confessed her fate.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Jiang pulled Lin Chen to the desk again.

"Lin Chen, I remember you know calligraphy, and you can help me see how this character is written."

Hearing this, Lin Chen nodded: "Okay, Grandpa."

Afterwards, he looked down and looked down.

A piece of rice paper was spread on the desk, with four brush writing words "heavy responsibilities, long way" written on it.

"How is it?" Mr. Jiang looked at Lin Chen expectantly.

Lin Chen couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Mr. Jiang, who is in his eighties, is just like an old child.

As the saying goes, there is an old family, like a treasure.

Those who are virtuous are treasures. An old man without virtue is a thief.

Obviously, Mr. Jiang is the treasure of the Jiang family.

Lin Chen looked at Old Man Jiang's words carefully.

"Then I will show my ugliness."

"Grandpa Jiang's words are all-round, strong and soft, and the white space is wide and narrow, which can give people a sense of sudden openness."

"The center has the right to build the bones, the side has the power to change. There is echo in the changes, and the whole is harmonious."

"Grandpa Jiang, you have a very high level of writing. My level is limited, so I can only comment on this."

He is not blindly praised.

The old man is in his eighties, and he has been in touch with calligraphy much longer than him.

I have been completely proficient in the technical aspects, and I can also show my true feelings.

Some things are indeed beyond his ability to comment.

"Hahahaha..." Old man Jiang smiled happily, "You really can talk."

"I'm just telling the truth." Lin Chen said lightly.

Elder Jiang looked at Lin Chen, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

Jiang Li on the side also admired Lin Chen.

She always felt that there seemed to be some mysterious magic on Lin Chen, which attracted him to fall a little bit to the point where he couldn't help himself.

And she was already unable to extricate herself.