Hang up the little rich is safe

Chapter 172
Zhou Xinya and Shen Che were fighting on the kang.

Zhou Xinya still couldn't forget the post just now, and said: "Bah, is that how you play formation? People only leave their numbers, so it's a big sentence for you, who is in the harbor, two sets of flat floors in high-end communities, A million-dollar luxury car, with a height of 180, you are not clingy because you are smart... Bah, you are the only one who is smart. Ask Mr. Meng, are you smart?" Zhou Xinya said.

"Teacher Meng, please tell me something fair." Shen Che said.

Meng Ruoshui blushed, and said anxiously, "How would I know?"

After a while, the three of them took out poker cards from the room to play Fight the Landlords.

Playing until 10:30 in the morning, Zhou Xinya flicked the cards in her hand and said, "Shen Che, don't say that you can do a good job in the future. Your level is too bad. You can't win with a hand of Wang Zha. I will be a farmer with you!" I was cheated by you. Fortunately, I didn’t play for money, otherwise I would always be with you, and my underwear would be lost.”

Shen Che also flicked his cards and said, "Okay, I'm not good at fighting landlords, come here and see if I can win your underwear over!"

Meng Ruoshui watched the two quarreling with a smile, got up and said, "Stop fighting, you two, get ready to cook."

Ten forty.

Put a frying pan on the stove, which is an old-fashioned aluminum pan made from cans, etc., suitable for frying food.

The oil in the kitchen is the peanut oil squeezed by the local farmers using the ancient method. It is different from the refined oil in the supermarket. It looks more mellow and has a more natural color.

Pour oil into the pot and heat it up for a while, the aroma of peanut oil wafts wantonly.

Shen Che cut the plum blossom meat from the black pig that he bought in the morning into moderately thick slices, each round and round, each the size of a bowl.

Zhou Xinya mixed a bowl of egg batter, coated the sliced ​​plum blossom meat with a layer of batter, and then fried it in a pan. After a while, the smell of meat overflowed and filled the entire stove cabin.

Meng Ruoshui raised her head, stretched her waist and said, "It's so fragrant, I'm suddenly very hungry. You two fry the meat on the fire, and I'll fry two vegetables."

"By the way, Mr. Meng, let your uncle, aunt, and the old principal come to eat at noon? Or any other relatives, call them. Anyway, this kind of snowy day can't do work, so it's the most suitable for gathering." Shen Che said.

"It makes sense, I'll go shout." Meng Ruoshui said.

"I'll be with you, and I'll buy some pork offal by the way." Shen Che said, "Xinya, you fry the meat here yourself, be careful not to burn it, and pay more attention to safety."

"Come on, I'm not a child."

The two came out of the yard. It was snowing heavily outside, but the wind stopped.The snow on the road covered the soles of his shoes.

Meng Ruoshui went to uncle's house, uncle's house, and then to the old principal's house. When he came back, he passed by the elementary school and said, "In the past, children from seven or eight surrounding villages all came here to study, but now only one-third of them come here. I went to study in the town or county."

The school gate is closed, not closed.

The two of them wandered in, and in the corridor, there was a blackboard that had been wiped clean, but there was nothing on it.

Meng Ruoshui said: "This is the blackboard newspaper area. There should be no new ones drawn yet. The new theme should be related to New Year's Day."

Shen Che said: "It's similar to the school I went to at my grandfather's house when I was a child, but I only attended there for one year, and then I went to my own school in our village. I went to the city in junior high school. For rural children, When I went to the city for the first time, I was quite shocked. The experience in school had a great impact on my outlook on life later.”

"Why, you say that you seem to have experienced the baptism of a wrong outlook on life. Be optimistic, you are far from as bad as you think." Meng Ruoshui said with a smile.

Shen Che picked up the chalk on the black slate and raised his hand to write after thinking about it. At this moment, the secret of running script came to his mind, and the "spirit and spirit" of the calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi poured into his body.

"Mr. Meng, let me write a poem related to the current snow scene." Shen Che said.

"You? Can you write?" Meng Ruoshui was surprised, "I mean chalk writing."

"Well, tell me, about snow, all I can think of is the phrase fishing for cold river snow alone."

Meng Ruoshui saw that Shen Che's expression was serious, and he was not joking, so he murmured: "One journey through the mountains, one journey through the water, and walk towards the bank of Yuguan. It's late at night with thousands of lamps."

She said a sentence, Shen Che wrote a sentence, she read while speaking, her voice gradually became weaker, and finally she couldn't speak, she just stared at the vertical chalk characters with wide eyes.

Ever-changing, full of variety, charming and vigorous, peerless and eternal, the beauty of Chinese characters is vividly outlined in a single stroke.

"When the wind changes, the snow changes, and the dreams of the hometown are broken, and there is no such sound in the hometown..."

Meng Ruoshui finished reading with tongue-tied words, and there were no more beautiful words in her mind. The white chalk writing on the blackboard seemed to be a graceful lady dancing on it in the Jin Dynasty.

Meng Ruoshui looked at the young man holding the chalk. His body was as straight as a pine tree. When writing, his arms were using a heavy weight but not a light weight. It was like "a heavy sword without an edge, a heavy sword without a sharp edge".

The serious side profile, the handsome side profile, the calligraphy that overlooks the world, mixed in the north wind and snow, made her fall in love with her.

After Shen Che finished writing, he also took a step back. Regarding the characters he "written", he himself was astonished. He didn't respect himself as a god in his heart, but respected the calligrapher of the Eastern Jin Dynasty even more.

I am just holding my hand.

Shen Che felt that Teacher Meng's recitation of this poem was too feminine, and it didn't seem like it should appear in such a vibrant place like school, so he wrote on the other half of the blackboard, "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, ten thousand paths of people disappear, Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow"

Buzz!

Meng Ruoshui looked at her phone. There was an incoming call. Was it him?
"Hello, um, I'm at... my hometown, um, with my friends. How about you, have you eaten yet?" Meng Ruoshui went to the side to answer the phone, "You want to find me? Really... But, I don't have time recently ..."

A few minutes later, Meng Ruoshui hung up the phone, walked to the blackboard, and saw "Jiang Xue" by Li Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty written by Shen Che on the other side.

The moment I read the words, the picture of thousands of mountains and birds flying, and the picture of fishing alone in the cold river and snow came into my mind, as if I saw the heavy snow all over the sky, an old man sitting in a small boat on the river, and a person very alone in the Fishing in the middle of the river, the snow scene between heaven and earth is pure, silent, and spotless. The old man fishing is noble and aloof, and his brush strokes change from thick to light, as if he can feel the vastness of the universe in his outline.

Jane's chest was filled with turbulent emotions, which even diluted the joy of calling her boyfriend who hadn't contacted her for a long time.

"Shen Che, I can't think of your words... Really, you have reached the pinnacle, and you are crazy. It seems that the teacher really didn't understand you before, and once said that you are ignorant. Looking back now, the teacher is very blushing. " Meng Ruoshui said sincerely.

Shen Che patted the chalk dust on his hands, and showed a smile that he thought was warm and sunny, "I want to learn, I want to learn to befriend you."

"Okay, do you want to pay the tuition?" Meng Ruoshui asked with a smile.

"Let me think about it, how about this, I will teach you as soon as I call my brother, free of charge."

Since she was in a good mood, Meng Ruoshui smiled and called out, "Brother."

(End of this chapter)