Red Dust and Sand Sculpture

After paying 200 yuan, Mr. Li kept his face dark while climbing the mountain.

Li Xichun gloated and comforted: "Dad, don't get mad at 200 yuan, it's not worth it."

Mr. Li quickened his pace, lost the rhythm of moving at a constant speed at the beginning, and was soon out of breath.

Seeing this, Li Xichun stopped arguing with him, probed his head and saw a bench next to the next flight of stairs, and suggested going there to rest.

After seeing a lot of strong winds and waves, Mr. Li quickly shifted his attention away from troublesome matters such as love and love. He took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "I will ask your elder brother to continue to find someone to investigate in depth. , I found out that the girl Xiang Tuo has cheated on can't be counted with two hands."

The paper was tightly clenched into a ball, and Mr. Li's eyes turned cold: "But you are an exception. In the past, his main targets were girls who were not deeply involved in the world. Judging from the distance, he will not conduct in-depth investigation before he strikes."

Leaving Yao Chuan in a hurry last night, Li Xiangfu interrupted with some regret: "It's a pity that I can't see this love liar again."

Mr. Li wondered: "Don't be a reckless man."

In words, he thought that the youngest son wanted to vent his anger on his sister and beat her up.

In fact, Li Xiangfu is more civilized, and he just wants Li Shasha to send the scum who loves soft food to where he should go for free.

"I won't see you in a few years," Mr. Li said in a bad tone, "The victims thought the amount of money was not large, but in the end it was nothing. I specially hired a lawyer to help them. The sum of the money involved is enough for several years. .”

Li Xichun: "This kind of person is not hard-spoken, and a little scaring can probably shake out the people behind."

"Don't think too simple," Mr. Li stood up, "Maybe the people behind the scenes have already prepared."

Li Xiangfu remained silent until he returned home.

Li Xichun: "Don't forget to show me the painting."

Being delayed by trivial matters, Li Xiangfu almost forgot the main purpose of this recuperation plan.

There is only one painting in total, and Li Xichun approves it from a professional point of view.

Li Xiangfu: "How many can there be?"

"If you don't have the title you won some time ago, it would be five digits at most, and now it is six digits."

The world of art is so wonderful, the painting is too realistic, it is said that it has no aura, and it is too abstract.

Li Xiangfu did not feel sorry for the shrinking value of the painting, he hesitated to mention the fact that the other party had a good impression of Xiang Tuo because of the poetry collection: "Who else knows that you like this writer?"

"An Qing, Gao Xun..." Li Xichun thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a third name, and finally said, "It should be these two people."

Li Xiangfu's eyes flickered for a moment, and he suddenly mentioned Qin Jiayu: "Didn't you say that we can always find common topics with him?"

Li Xichun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I also thought about this possibility, but going to Yaochuan was a temporary idea."

Li Xiangfu pondered: "Perhaps it was because of time constraints that I found a person full of flaws."

At the beginning, a more careful arrangement should have been made, but because Li Xichun suddenly ran to Yaochuan City, he changed the person to implement the plan.

Hearing this, Li Xichun asked abruptly, "Are you sure that Qin Jiayu is still alive?"

Avoiding her gaze, Li Xiangfu did not give a clear answer.

Li Xichun turned up the temperature of the air conditioner a little, but didn't go into it, and said, "Forget it, you should take a shower first, you will catch a cold when the air conditioner blows on your sweaty head."

The moment she turned around, Li Xiangfu couldn't help asking, "Why don't you keep asking?"

"Everyone has a secret," Li Xichun turned his face slightly: "Do you know what your second brother does?"

Li Anqing has always been elusive, Li Xiangfu used to have a lot of troubles himself, so how could he care about these things.

"What for?" He was curious.

Li Xichun: "I don't know either."

"..."

"Dad didn't seem to know, so he asked if he was involved in the gray area of ​​illegal crimes. After An Qing promised not to, he never cared about it."

"..."

"Also, I'm still not sure whether Dad and your mother have obtained a marriage certificate. I heard that when you were born, they didn't agree on how many shares to give as a gift."

Li Xiangfu was completely speechless.

Li Xichun patted him on the shoulder: "Young people, don't live too clearly, learn from your mother, and be a bit more sophisticated once in a while."

She always felt that when the other party came back from abroad this time, not only his temperament had changed, but also his spirit was a little bit wrong, as if he was too transparent.

After the exercise, the wind blew his body and made him feel cold. When Li Xiangfu turned on the shower, he was still thinking about Xiang Tuo's appearance, wondering if it had something to do with the "meeting ceremony" mentioned on Qin Jiayu's card.

After taking a shower, he realized that he was working hard at this moment, Li Xichun put on his makeup again, and immediately felt vigilant: "Sister, is it possible that your fifth spring is coming again?"

The corner of Li Xichun's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly, "Bian Shiqin will come over later." He paused and raised his eyebrows and said, "I guess I'm looking for you."

The jewel in the palm of the Bian family visited in person, and Mr. Li was very happy, thinking that the two of them could make things happen.Worried that young people would be cautious when they saw their elders, they locked themselves in the study room. In the past half an hour, they still couldn't help sneaking out and craned their necks from the stairs to watch the situation.

Downstairs, Li Xiangfu had a pen in his mouth, and was winding the thread in his hand. After winding a pattern, the pen drew a circle on the line draft: "You can add a small pattern here."

Bian Shiqin listened very seriously, all the seriousness in his eyes focused on the paper.

Mr. Li: "..."

Seeing the possibility of the pair not getting along, as soon as Bian Shiqin left, Mr. Li greeted Li Xichun: "This is what is very popular among you young people recently, so what kind of male girlfriends?"

"Not really," Li Xichun commented pertinently: "At most, they are just ordinary friends."

Mr. Li did not give up and said: "I saw that at the birthday party that day, there were quite a few girls around Xiangfu..."

Li Xichun interrupted: "Is that around him? It's around his skillful hands."

After confirming that none of them could succeed, Mr. Li started to contact his old friends and invited them to bring the younger generation as guests.

Li Xichun: "Can they agree?"

There is one thing to say, Li Xiangfu's reputation in the circle is really not good.

Mr. Li waved his hand: "The few old friends who worshiped Buddha with me have greatly changed their opinion of him."

It's hard to find such a son-in-law who can cook well and read scriptures well even with a lantern.

"..."

Unaware that someone was looking for a marriage for him, Li Xiangfu just opened the cabinet door when his phone vibrated.

[-: Since you choose to break the rhythm, let's play slowly. ]

The mood was affected, and the hand holding the drink changed to two bottles of wine.

After taking a sip, he frowned even more, the taste was not very pure.

There were only two days of leave left, and Li Shasha wanted to extend her time off from school, but when she entered the door, she could smell the smell of alcohol.

In the past, Li Xiangfu liked drinking and painting. At that time, he looked wanton and flirtatious. When the jug was replaced by a can, he always showed weirdness.At the moment, he is drawing an abstract picture, watching a painting by Shang Ke being thrown aside as trash.

Li Shasha picked it up and published the evaluation of the theory master: "Less emotional investment."

Li Xiangfu said bluntly: "There is no real person to refer to, and I am better at character sketches."

Imprisoned in a depressive environment for too long, the imagination is somewhat affected.

Li Shasha has always been straightforward, leaving a sentence: "Then draw what you are good at."

After speaking, he turned and left, planning to wait for someone to wake up before talking about asking for leave. The room was full of alcohol, and he didn't close the door tightly before going out to facilitate air circulation.

Li Xiangfu opened another can, thinking of Qin Jin superficially.

Half of the nude dizziness was cured by Qin Jin, and the other half was cured by Zhou Panbai's wonderful actions. I don't know if it has recurred now.

He came to whatever he wanted, but Qin Jin called at this time, and Li Xiangfu immediately gave a 'Hello' after answering the call.

The gentle voice was a bit more blurred and hoarse than usual, and there was a judgment over there: "Cold, drunk?"

Li Xiangfu: "The latter."

After thinking for a while, he emphasized: "I'm not drunk. At most, I'm a little more daring than usual, a little more sloppy, and a little less particular about my words."

"..."

Three "some" called, Qin Jin almost forgot the purpose of the call.Knowing that it's not a good time to talk about business at this moment, he said lightly, 'You continue', and was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait," Li Xiangfu stopped, and said with the help of drunkenness, "friend, make me a mannequin again."

"...Every time you drink, do you have to make something happen?"

The last time in Tianxi Ancient Village, if I remember correctly, he used glass shards to paste the gangsters' hands.

"This time at home, the environment is safe, and you are also safe." Li Xiangfu assured: "There will be no bloodshed."

Afraid of not having enough chips, he said generously, "I can play money."

Qin Jin laughed: "How much?"

"Ten fourteen thousand." Li Xiangfu popped out a number uncontrollably: "I will pay twice as much as Sister Hua gives."

"..."

The price was not negotiated, but Qin Jin finally cooperated with someone's drinking madness.

Li Xiangfu changed to a notebook video, which was specially placed on the high cabinet, then set up the drawing board, and began to determine the proportional relationship.

"Head up, shirt down below hip line."

He is quite particular about the atmosphere, playing an old song with a sense of age, trying to immerse himself in a certain state to paint.Halfway through, I thought it was too hard to watch on the computer, so I used a projector again.

"Stand a little farther away, I'm going to try to create a comic version first." Li Xiangfu said: "At a 45-degree angle, look at the sky, look at the sky with melancholy..."

"Yeah, fine, keep it up."

I don't know how many times a song has been repeated, and finally finished the last line. He made an 'ok' gesture: "Let's make another backlight rendering."

Adjust the position of the drawing board, turn around at the same time as Qin Jin, and face the three faces at the door at the same time.

Li Xiangfu: "..."

It is said that Mr. Li contacted his old friends and brought his daughter to his house as a guest. He boasted about the paintings that Li Xiangfu went to Yaochuan to collect wind, and planned to let them visit.Who would have thought that Li Shasha did something bad with good intentions, and left the door open when he left. At this time, through the half-open gap, everything inside could be seen very clearly.

"dad."

Li Xiangfu sobered up a little in an instant. The "view of innocence" in his subconscious that he had cultivated for many years made him react immediately, pulling down the curtains to try to cover the mannequins projected on the big screen.

Facing the 'fig leaf' that served as a jacket, Qin Jin's tone was calm: "If you really want to cover up, I advise you to turn off the computer directly."

"..."

Li Xiangfu coughed lightly, realizing that he overreacted, the other party was at best without a shirt on.

The room suddenly fell silent.

"Li, Xiang, Fu." After a while, old man Li finally opened his mouth, his cheeks hurting from anger, he couldn't imagine the expressions of his friend and his friend's daughter behind him, his face was so dark that it was about to drip water.

After a second of silence, Li Xiangfu made up his mind and said: "...Dad, don't distort it, we are doing art."

The author has something to say: Art: Please don't touch porcelain.