Phoenix through the present [Entertainment circle]

"Okay, old man, you dragged Ning Ning to play chess as soon as she came back, and she still couldn't win every time. You are looking for abuse." Fang Yi came out with a plate of jujube paste and yam cake, and saw that his old man was still holding his granddaughter Playing chess, said very dissatisfied.

The old man called the old man stared at him, and with a "snap", he forcefully put the white piece on the chessboard.

"Old woman, what do you know? Although I am not very skilled in chess, I still have good vision. I am here to test whether Ning Ning has regressed."

Qi Xuning sat opposite the old man, smiling and gently put down a sunspot.

"Grandpa, you have lost again."

Zhang Boyong looked at the chessboard, and quickly picked up the white piece he had just put down, "It doesn't count, it doesn't count. It's all your fault, old woman. Look at your interruption, I have misplaced it. I just looked at it. Not this."

Qi Xuning didn't make any excuses, and took the sunspot back with a smile, waiting for Grandpa to settle.

Fang Yi put the plate on the table, and glared at the old man, "It's obvious that you can't do it yourself, and you blame me. Ningning, ignore this old man, come here quickly, and see what I made for you, your favorite The jujube paste yam cake just came out of the pot. Come, come and eat it. Don’t give it to this old man.”

Hearing what grandma said, Qi Xuning chuckled and put the chess pieces in one position, directly blocking the way grandpa wanted to go.Then he got up and walked to grandma to sit down.

When Zhang Boyong heard what his old woman said, he snorted, "My old man still doesn't eat what women eat." He put the chess piece away, got up and walked to the wicker chair.When his granddaughter let go just now, he could tell that his path was blocked, and he would lose every step he took.

Thinking about the chess games he played with his old friends, he sighed, it's not that the old man is too weak in chess, it's that his granddaughter is better than Lan because of his granddaughter!Thinking about it in my heart, I'm really happy.

As soon as Fang Yi heard what the old man said, he wanted to talk about him, so don't eat food cooked by women.But before he could say anything, he was interrupted by his granddaughter who knew the old couple quite well.

Qi Xuning took a piece of jujube paste yam cake and fed it to grandma, "Grandma, you can eat it too, your cooking is so delicious, I can't bear to give it to grandpa, it's better if he doesn't eat it."

When Fang Yi heard this, she immediately smiled, took a bite of her granddaughter's hand, and then took it by herself.But Zhang Boyong is the opposite, with raised eyebrows and raised eyes, he almost didn't perform a face-changing act.

Qi Xuning was happy, took a bite of a piece of jujube paste yam cake, it tasted sweet and soft.Although it is not the taste she remembers, this pastry made by grandma also remembers her childhood.

Qi Xuning picked up another piece, walked up to Grandpa, and fed it to his mouth.The old man was not happy anymore, he wanted to eat but couldn't hold back his face, snorted, and turned his head to the side not to look.

"Grandpa, it's delicious, would you like to try it?" Qi Xuning leaned towards the old man with a smile on his face.

Zhang Boyong looked at his granddaughter, then at the jujube paste yam cake, took a bite with great reluctance, and quickly ate the whole piece in his mouth.

"This old man, the more he lives, the more he goes back." Fang Yi gave his old man a white look.

"The longer you live, the more you go back. The longer you live, the younger you will be. Grandpa, right?"

Qi Xuning likes to watch grandpa and grandma bicker very much. The old couple have lived together for a lifetime and their relationship is very good.Now the older I get, the more I like bickering like a child.

Grandpa Zhang Boyong is an old professor of Huaguang University, the old dean of the Faculty of Arts, and a well-known calligrapher all over the country.When I was young, I was full of poetic and literary spirit, but now I am old, it is more like an ancient book, with a lot of knowledge, and the temperament of a literati is natural.

And grandma Fang Yi, who was also an actress when she was young, was beautiful and temperamental.It was also a popular star back then, and now I can still find some old movies that my grandmother acted in back then.Later, grandma started acting in dramas again. Anyway, in that era, she was also a man of the hour.Even now, even though grandma is retired at home, she is still an old artist in the industry, even some of the current big directors, some old actors, when they see grandma, they have to respectfully call Teacher Fang.

Of course, in these situations, very few people would associate them with Qi Xuning.It has been more than five years since Qi Xuning made her film debut at the age of 20. There are really not many people inside and outside the circle who know her identity.

The house where grandpa and grandma live now is still a two-storey green brick building allocated by grandpa's school back then.There are some creepers on the outer wall, wooden framed glass windows, and even the stairs are made of wood.Has a strong memory of the times.Qi Xuning grew up in this small building since he was two years old.Grandpa and grandma have already lived, and they are unwilling to move to a new villa. Here, they have the memories of most of their lives, and their joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

"Grandma, do you know where I kept my childhood photo album?"

"I'll keep it safe. Do you want to see it? I'll get it out for you." Fang Yi heard her granddaughter's question and wanted to get up to get it.

"Grandma," Qi Xuning held her back and didn't let her get up, "You tell me where it is, I'll go get it myself."

"It's okay. It's not deep. It's just in my room. I still look at it from time to time. I'll bring it for you." Fang Yi smiled and patted his granddaughter's hand.

On the other hand, Zhang Boyong was not happy, first he let out a heavy "hmm" to attract attention, and then said: "Ning Ning, go to the study and write a big letter and hand it over, let me see if your handwriting has improved. "

Qi Xuning laughed, stood up, bowed to Grandpa, and said solemnly: "Yes, Professor Zhang, then you wait first, I will do my homework right away."

When Zhang Boyong was happy, it seemed that his beard was going to stand up.

Qi Xuning walked into the study room, took a piece of white paper and spread it out, and then began to grind the ink.

Every time she comes back, grandpa will let her write, not really to see if her handwriting has improved, but to judge people by words.When she was young, her grandfather said that her handwriting was too hostile, but it couldn't conceal a majestic atmosphere, and her writing was sharp and hidden.It is simply a contradiction and a fusion.

The name "Xu Ning" for her is taken from the meaning of "being as modest as a valley, and being peaceful and far-reaching".I hope she will not be swayed by that hostility, and I hope she will not be affected by her parents when she grows up.

But the real reason is only known to Qi Xuning himself.

Everything stems from, since she was born, there has been another memory, another life in her mind.

After grinding the ink, Qi Xuning calmed down and picked up a writing brush that was placed on the pen mountain. It was obviously used by grandpa and hadn't been cleaned yet.After the ink was applied evenly, Qi Xuning picked up a pen and wrote the four big cursive characters "Xu Huai Ruo Gu" on the white paper.

This is what grandpa expected of her.

Qi Xuning stared at his own handwriting, sighed inwardly, feeling even more empty in his heart.Even though she was trying her best to hide it, there was still some floating.Her heart is uncertain.

Grandpa always thought that she had such rootless thoughts because her father passed away when she was young, and her mother resented and abandoned her, so she lived in her natal family.But as everyone knows, she can't find the root, she can't find the history in her memory, and she can't find the traces that once existed.She is new, but has a profound past.She doesn't know where she came from, where she's going.And in this world, the only thread that touches her...

"Rhino..."

Qi Xuning murmured softly, and wanted to stroke the font, but suddenly found that the ink was still wet, and slowly withdrew his hand.She closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again, it was dark and silent.

"Grandpa."

Qi Xuning handed the words to Zhang Boyong, and then saw that grandma was flipping through her childhood photo album, so she sat beside her.

Zhang Boyong took it over and looked at it, nodding while watching.Don't look at the granddaughter's young age, the word "promise" has already become a big deal.If you can concentrate on practicing calligraphy, your achievements in calligraphy in the future will be limitless.It's all the old woman's fault. Encourage her to learn acting.

But this word was not written by Qi Xuning at the beginning.She kept those four words away so that her grandfather would not see them.Then I randomly found a classic on my grandfather's bookshelf, and copied a passage in regular script.

Fang Yi didn't care about what her old man was thinking. She flipped through the photo album and told her granddaughter about the time when the photo was taken from time to time.Grandma remembers clearly, but Qi Xuning remembers some, and has forgotten some.

"When you were a child, you loved to look at your own photo. Sometimes it took you a whole day to look at it. When you look at this picture, you are sitting there alone." Fang Yi raised his finger and pointed in one direction.

Qi Xuning followed grandma's finger and looked over, it was still the place in the photo, but the object had changed.I heard my grandma continue.

"Look at this picture. When you were young, you were very particular. You were not happy when your clothes were not in order. You couldn't tidy up yourself, so you ran to me on short legs and asked me to fix it for you." When Fang Yi talked about his granddaughter when he was a child, he seemed to see the little Douding again.

She looked at Qi Xuning with emotion, "At that time, she was short and small, but in a blink of an eye, our family Ningning has grown so big, and even so tall, now grandma looks up at you. "

"Grandma—" Qi Xuning felt a little embarrassed when he mentioned something about his childhood.She has been served by others before, but she is still not used to doing it by herself all of a sudden.Even now, in some respects, she could not break her habit of refinement.According to what my grandmother said when I was a child, I was really born to be a big lady.

Continuing to flip through the photo album, Qi Xuning saw a photo in which she was wearing a protective Buddha statue around her neck.She wanted to read this photo album just for this protective Buddha statue.She has always remembered clearly about this Buddha statue.

Seeing her staring at the photo, Fang Yi said, "This photo, you cried a lot when you were young, especially when you were just born. Later, when you grow up, you cry less. When you were two years old, that incident happened. After we brought you back, you cried all night and all night, crying until your voice became hoarse, and you couldn’t speak. Seeing a doctor didn’t reveal anything. Let’s just say that you were frightened. Your grandfather and I felt sorry for you, but you also went to the doctor in a hurry. At that time, people from the older generation said that you lost your soul and asked for a safe talisman. Your grandfather heard He also said that I engage in feudal superstition.”

Speaking of this, Fang Yi glanced at his old man.Zhang Boyong had been listening to his old woman talking to his granddaughter, and when he brought up the past, he coughed a little uncomfortably.

Qi Xuning listened carefully, and Fang Yi continued: "It's the Yinling Temple on Lingshan Mountain. There is a master Lingwu in the Yinling Temple. It is said that Buddhism is very profound, so I will take you there. Master Lingwu see After looking at you, I hung up this Buddha statue for you. Strange to say, since that night, you stopped crying. As you grew up, you didn’t wear this Buddha statue. You are also very well-behaved. Neither crying nor fussing, very sensible."

Qi Xuning touched the protective Buddha statue on the photo with his slender fingers, and then took a closer look.

"I just don't know if this Buddha statue can still be found."

Fang Yi thought about it carefully, "That Buddha statue has been worn by you all the time, and I don't know when you took it off. I don't like this anymore. If you want it, grandma will go to Master Lingwu and ask for one for you. "

Qi Xuning smiled and said: "No need for grandma, I only remembered it when I saw the photos. I put away all my things when I was a child. I'll look for it, maybe I put it away."

Hearing what his granddaughter said, Zhang Boyong seemed to say unintentionally: "This Buddhist school pays attention to fulfilling one's vows. Young people, if you have free time, go to the mountains."

The word "granddaughter" was neatly written, but he could still see the faint lost spirit.But it is much better than when she was young. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that her heart has settled down since her granddaughter became an adult.

Zhang Boyong stroked his beard and looked at the delicate and beautiful face of his granddaughter.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, he is old...