Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

"no problem."

Wang Muzhi was also very happy when Li Enhui appeared in front of everyone, and the interest in his heart was suddenly aroused.

"Mr. Wu, can I borrow one of your four treasures of the study?"

"No problem, Mu Zhi."

Seeing how confident Wang Muzhi was, Wu Huai suddenly became interested.

In every family of a high-ranking person, there is absolutely no shortage of the Four Treasures of the Study.

Soon the pen and ink were ready.

Mr. Zhao came over, and Ren Changxia and Hua Hongzhuang were looking forward to it.

Did they know that Wang Muzhi's calligraphy was not bad, and that note is now treasured by them.

"Grace, grind it for me."

Li Enhui's eyes were full of surprise. She had never known that Wang Muzhi could actually calligraphy, so she nodded immediately.

While Li Enhui was grinding, Wang Muzhi thought for a moment, and after a minute he had an idea. He confidently picked a brush, soaked it with ink, lifted his energy and concentration, and moved the brush like flying.

In just a few dozen seconds, four lines of words appeared in the lower right corner of the horse picture.

Wu missed his words very slowly, but his words were clear and everyone could hear them clearly.

"The window is covered with stars and moon in the bitter cold, and the mountains and seas of books are busy day and night.

Today, Feihong's style is on display, and his long-cherished wish to be named on the gold medal list has come true. "

Needle drop could be heard immediately.

These four lines of poetry not only contain Wu Feihong’s name, but also correspond to today’s theme and complement each other.

The smile on Wu Huai's face couldn't stop.

Wang Muzhi had endless surprises for him today.

"A talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven!"

Li Enhui looked shocked. His regular calligraphy was simply amazing. When did he learn this? It was even better than his own writing.

The closer they got to each other, Li Enhui felt that Wang Muzhi was like a candy wrapped in layers, and she had no idea what the next one would taste like.

Mr. Zhao kept shaking his head, with a trace of frustration on his face.

"What's the matter, Old Zhao? Could it be that Muzhi's writing is not good?"

"No no no.

No matter in terms of words, form, meaning, or spirit, it is first-class in all aspects and is enough to be remembered for generations.

I just lament that I have practiced calligraphy and painting for more than 20 years, but today I am ashamed of the calligraphy and painting of two young people. This is really a blessing from God. I, the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, am really old. "

"Old Zhao, you have to think so. This shows that there are successors to these two kinds of culture passed down by our ancestors. You should be happy."

After Wu Huai finished speaking, he carefully picked up the painting and looked at it carefully for a while before handing it to his wife.

"Put it away. I'll find a frame to frame it tomorrow. This is the best gift I, Wu Huai, received today. It's deeply loved by me.

Also, everyone, please stop standing and let’s start the party! "

Everyone sat down and the atmosphere quickly opened up.

Wu Huai even personally asked Wang Muzhi to sit at his table, which made Hua Hongzhuang and Ren Changxia sigh with emotion.

It seems that I will have more contact with Wang Muzhi in the future.

This boy will become a great person in the future.

Sitting next to Wang Muzhi was a middle-aged man.

There was a slight stubble on his face, and his skin was tanned by the sun. After years of washing and polishing, he looked quite majestic.

Wang Muzhi keenly noticed that this man had calluses on his fingertips. This kind of calluses had also been seen on the fingers of the village chief Gao Dashan. Looking at it, he had straightened his waist since he sat down just now.

Realizing that Wang Muzhi was sizing him up, the middle-aged man also looked over. His sharp gaze hurt Wang Muzhi's skin, but it did not make Wang Muzhi flinch and looked towards him.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The middle-aged man asked abruptly.

He was also a little curious about Wang Muzhi. The juniors in his family never dared to look at him, but Wang Muzhi could be calm and composed.

Wang Muzhi was stunned by this sudden question, and then smiled and said, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

"Because I crawled out from a pile of dead people, and few young people dare to look at me like this."

The middle-aged man's voice was cold and serious, and his eyes suddenly became a little majestic. He stared at Wang Muzhi scorchingly, and at the same time, there was a majesty in his body that made Li Enhui tremble.

"I guess it's because they want something from you. They are eager to get some kind of benefit from you, such as various powers and interests, and even say a word from you to control their destiny.

But I'm different. I have nothing to ask you for, so I don't have to be afraid. "

The middle-aged man was taken aback.

"Hahaha!"

Hearty laughter came from his mouth, and the majesty on his body suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, okay, you are indeed a man. It seems that Old Wu's ability to recognize people is really extraordinary. He actually found such an interesting boy like you from all over the world."

Wu Huai answered with a smile: "Of course, from the first time I saw Mu Zhi, I knew that Mu Zhi would definitely become a great person in the future!"

"Mr. Wu, if you praise me like this again, I'll be a little embarrassed. Why don't we have a drink and wish sister Feihong a bright future and great achievements."

"Okay, let's have a drink, everyone!"

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly reached a climax. Wu Feihong also generously performed a dance in front of everyone, flying like a butterfly, which attracted everyone's applause.

Wang Muzhi watched her dance without moving, feeling that he had seen this dance before somewhere.

Which celebrity in the entertainment industry in your previous life was good at dancing?

Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Muzhi suddenly felt a pain in his waist.

Turning around to look, Li Enhui curled her lips at him, obviously a little jealous.

Wang Muzhi responded with a smile.

The meal lasted from noon to two in the afternoon, and it ended when Wu Huai drank too much and fell asleep.

The guests left one after another. Wang Muzhi wanted to stand up and say goodbye, but was stopped by Wu Guo.

"Brother Guo, where should you put these things? The two of us will help you pack them up."

As Wang Muzhi said, Li Enhui over there had already started to gather the dishes and chopsticks, chatting and laughing with the female family members of the Wu family, and seemed to be getting along particularly harmoniously.

Especially Qin Hong, the two of them had known each other before, and now they were chatting passionately.

"Hurry up and put down Mu Zhi. Let the women do the work. Come in with me."

Wang Muzhi was pulled into the room by Wu Guo. Wu Su was covering Wu Huai on the bed with a quilt. He turned around and invited Wang Muzhi to sit down with a smile on his face.

"Muzhi, I have to apologize to you for what happened today."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Muzhi waved his hands repeatedly.

"Secretary Wu, where do you start with this?"

Wang Muzhi thought he could not afford to ask his parents' official in the county to apologize to him because of his current status.

"Listen to me, I did not invite you in person today. It was indeed my negligence. If you make this mistake, you have to admit it. It's okay.

If my second brother hadn't invited you here, I guess my eldest brother wouldn't be so happy today. What's more, you saved two lives of our Wu family. I, Wu Su, will definitely not be able to pay off this kindness! "

Wu Guo also smiled and patted Wang Muzhi on the shoulder.

"Yes, Mu Zhi, you saved my elder brother with your front foot, and you saved me with your back foot. This is no small matter."