devil's son

Although Dongsheng is a painter at the level of a soul master, he writes well with a calligraphy brush. The style is self-contained, and the strong character can be seen in the flowing clouds and flowing water. After reading it, Mr. Hou was full of praise. However, Dongsheng's paintings are really a bit... …unspeakable.

Seeing that Dongsheng really liked painting, Mr. Hou wanted to teach Dongsheng well, so he asked Dongsheng to copy one of his landscape paintings. Taught by hand.It was fine at the beginning, but even Mr. Hou didn’t know what was going on. While drawing, Dongsheng led him astray. Finally, the finished product was far from his original work. .

Seeing Dongzai's small appearance eagerly begging for praise, Mr. Hou was too embarrassed to hit him.

"Cough, not bad, there is progress, practice more."

"Thank you, teacher!" Dong Sheng also felt that he had made great progress, and his eyes were so happy that he squinted his eyes. He anxiously waited for the painting to dry before carefully putting it away.He wants to take the painting back to his hometown and keep it well.

"You are Yun Yao's good friend. From now on, you will call me Grandpa just like Yun Yao." Mr. Hou smiled and patted Dong Sheng on the shoulder, but looked at Dong Sheng who was drinking tea and wearing wallflowers next to him. grandson.

Dongsheng's mouth was sweet once in a while, "Grandpa!"

"Okay, okay, so good, I'm going to call you grandpa, I have to give you a gift today. If you want anything, just tell grandpa!" Hou Laolang said with a smile.

"I want a picture of a snow scene, can I?" Dongsheng looked at Mr. Hou eagerly, and the tips of his ears turned a little red.Mr. Hou is good at traditional Chinese painting, especially landscapes and snow scenes. Dongsheng borrowed a booklet of traditional Chinese painting from the library this semester. It included several pictures of snow scenes and landscapes by Mr. Hou. The photocopied pictures are different from the original ones. A lot of aura and spirit.

The landscape painting that Dongsheng just copied is one of the works included in the album. Compared with the pictures in the album, the real work is many times better.

There are still many amazing authentic works in Mr. Hou's study room. Dongsheng is not greedy, and he is satisfied with just a picture of a snow scene.

"What's so difficult about this, Yun Yao, come here and help us move the table to the yard. I'll draw a picture of a snow scene for Dongzai today. Dongzai, after a while the inscription will be yours."

"Okay!" Dongsheng showed an incomparably bright smile.

To be honest, it was the first time Comrade Old Zheng saw Dongzai smiling so happily, and he couldn't help but feel a little sour.

Mr. Hou now lives in an old-fashioned small villa. Zheng Yunyao respects his courtyard. Although it is well preserved and can be moved in at any time, some places still need to be repaired and refurbished. The newly renovated house is best left vacant for a while. Time to live again, Mr. Hou has lived in a small villa for most of his life, he is used to it, and plans to move there after the new year when the weather is warmer.

Although this villa area is very old, the greening is better than those of the current real estate, and there is a yard behind the villa.

Mr. Hou is an elegant man, and the yard is very elegantly arranged. Even if everything is withered in the winter, it is not interesting to look at it.

Zheng Yunyao and Dong Sheng worked together to carry the desk to the yard, and Dong Sheng swiftly took the Four Treasures of the Study into the yard, and placed them neatly on the desk.Zheng Yunyao took a plugboard from the house to the yard, and found two grills from somewhere to plug it in. He still felt that it was not warm enough, so he asked the driver at home to make a big brazier.After a while, all the snow around the desk melted.

"You make it warmer than the house. I told you not to bother me so much. I'm in good health." Mr. Hou didn't dare to say that he slipped away to winter fishing with his friends a few days ago. Is it okay to sit for most of the day?

"No matter how good your body is, you should pay attention to it." Zheng Yunyao said with a smile.

"Well, you are more wordy than an old man like me, just like your mother." Thinking of his daughter who died young, Mr. Hou couldn't help but sighed, but he had long since let go of it.

After tidying up his emotions, Mr. Hou tidied up the rice paper, dipped his pen in some ink, and immediately wrote a few strokes lightly, and some outlines were faintly visible. Soon, as he wrote more and more, faster and faster, the scenery in the courtyard Jump off the paper.

Most of the pictures of snow scenes tend to give people a sense of loneliness and loneliness. The snow scenes in Hou Lao’s works are just the opposite. He made up two fat dolls playing snowballs and making snowmen in the courtyard. Through the drawing paper, it seems as if you can hear the children playing and laughing.

Dong Sheng, who was standing by the side rubbing ink and looking at the painting, looked straight at him.

Comrade Lao Zheng showed helplessness in his eyes, hey, people are not as good as painters, I wonder if there is still time to learn how to draw from grandpa?

After Mr. Hou finished the painting, Dongsheng wrote the inscription with great interest, and Mr. Hou was full of praise for his well-rounded and good calligraphy. Finally, Mr. Hou printed his own personal seal and worked together.

Dongsheng, who has always been greedy, eats as much as he eats for lunch, puts down the bowls and chopsticks, and holds the painting without letting go.

Hou Lao laughed and said: "If you like it, you can come to accompany grandpa often in the future, and we can paint together."

"Thank you, grandpa!" Dongsheng was very happy, his handsome face with no expression was usually full of smiles today.

Zheng Yunyao touched his nose, did the old man see something?

After all, Mr. Hou was getting old, and after lunch, his energy was a little weak. After chatting with Dongsheng and Zheng Yunyao for a while, he asked Zheng Yunyao to "rush" him to take a nap.

As the new year approaches, Zheng Yunyao has a lot of messy things to do. Dongsheng has a plane ticket back to Tongcheng the day after tomorrow, and the gifts he needs to bring back to his hometown have not been bought yet.After Mr. Hou fell asleep, Zheng Yunyao drove Dongsheng away.

In the evening, please have dinner with Tong Yu.

Through Zheng Yunyao's relationship, he booked a table in Mei's old kitchen.He didn't invite anyone else, only Dong Sheng and Liang Jian.Wang Hai is now absconding in fear of crime, and Liang Jian's family is worried about his safety, so he asked his mother to release him after he had exhausted all the good and evil words.

"...My mother assigned three bodyguards for me. What do you think? The fat man is about to become a prisoner now. He is locked up at home all day, and he is about to get sick!" After two glasses of wine, the bitch began to complain. up.

"I don't think you're idle at all, you've been masturbating online all day long." Yu Tong glanced at him.

"If you don't masturbate, I won't be a pervert anymore?" Liang Jian said confidently.

Dongsheng said, "You can read more books."

Affected by Wang Hai's incident, Liang Jian's temporary cramming plan was completely ruined, and his mood was also greatly affected. In the end, although he failed to pass the test, he flew at low altitude in two subjects. Didn't dare to tell him the results.

"Since Dong Zai has spoken, from tomorrow onwards, I will be a person with ideals, facing the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, bah bah bah, no, it is facing the sea of ​​books, striving to be strong! Come on, my brother Let's go one by one! I wish us a smooth and smooth coming year, and don't have any more fucking bad luck." Liang Jian raised his glass enthusiastically.

Ah Huang, who followed Dongsheng to eat and drink, was biting the delicious sweet and sour fish, watching Liang Jian shaking his round and fat head sympathetically—with your wonderful fate, can you still think about it? Have some bad luck?hehe.

Dongsheng suggested to him very pertinently: "If you have spare money, do more good deeds, accumulate virtue and do good deeds, which can resolve some disasters for you."

Liang Jian said boldly: "No problem, Dongzai, I will donate all the New Year's money this year to your charity fund." After Huanhuan's incident, Liang Jian and Yu Tong knew that Dongsheng's grandfather actually helped him set up a charity fund. After setting up an independent charity fund, Liang Jian learned out of curiosity that the original fund of the 'Li Dongsheng Charity Fund' was as high as hundreds of millions.

Generally speaking, domestic charitable funds are far less perfect than foreign ones. Some people set up a fund to earn fame, and some people even want to launder money. The 'Li Dongsheng Charity Fund' is purely to help others.

As Dongsheng's roommates, they all know how tight Dongsheng was when he first entered school, and now he has a little more money, all because of Zheng Yunyao's help.

It's hard to imagine that Dongsheng's grandfather would do everything he could to set up a charity fund for his grandson with such a huge amount of money, helping those in need free of charge.

Yu Tong said, "Count me in too."

Clinking glasses, draining the mellow wine in one gulp, putting down the glass, Dong Sheng said to Yu Tong: "Your parents' marriage relationship is likely to change, you'd better persuade Auntie to take a step back, otherwise I'm afraid you will be imprisoned." .”

Yu Tong's complexion changed, and the fingers holding the wine glass turned slightly pale: "What do you mean?"

Dongsheng shook his head: "When the time comes, you will naturally understand. You don't have to worry too much. Auntie's evening luck is very good, and the blessings rest with your children and grandchildren."

My family knew about my family affairs, although Dongsheng didn't say it clearly, Yu Tong could probably guess what was going on.

The situation in his family is very complicated. Unlike Liang Jian's father, his father is devoted to his wife.He knew of five illegitimate children raised by his father outside.A few days ago, when my mother came to the Imperial Capital to accompany him, she kept talking about his father's fascination with another vixen, and that vixen was so restless that he rushed to the door.

His mother had a violent temper, so she slapped the vixen several times on the spot, and then asked someone to go to the vixen's house to make a fuss.In the past, when his mother made a fuss, his father had to stop for a while, but this time he was completely obsessed with ghosts, so he didn't even go home and sent his mother a divorce agreement.

Earlier, he was injured and hospitalized, and his mother came from her hometown overnight to take care of him. After so many days, his father didn't even have a concerned call.

For this matter, his mother whispered in his ear countless times.Because his mother was always muttering, he took the initiative to call his father, but he hung up on the excuse that he had something to do before he had a word of conversation.

Now that Dongsheng reminded her, Yu Tong couldn't help feeling worried.