Chapter 544 Ask for Words Next

The next morning, Zhuang Rui left the quadrangle courtyard with a pair of Lang Shining's "Picture of Emperor Qianlong's Concubine's Garden Tour" and a few fresh fruits that he rarely seen in winter. This was given to his grandfather, and Zhuang Rui also borrowed flowers to present Buddha.

The place where he made an appointment with Jin Pangzi is the famous Little Red Building of Beijing Normal University. The master has lived here since the last century and has not moved until now. Because he can't drive the car directly downstairs, Zhuang Rui can only wait for Jin Pangzi at the back door of Beijing Normal University.

"Brother, the fruit is fine, but the teacher won't accept this thing..."

Fatty Jin shook the glass of the car. After seeing the things in Zhuang Rui's hand, he frowned. He could see that Zhuang Rui should have a picture. Although the old man received gifts, he mostly received some very cheap things, and antiques were always not accepted.

Zhuang Rui smiled and said, "Brother Jin, this is a painting I brought back in Hong Kong. It has a lot to do with the ancestors of the old man. I want to show it to the master's family. Did you do it for the painter at that time?"

"Don't mention the teacher's family background. He doesn't like to listen to that. Go in and find a chance. I'll let you

Just take out the picture, but the teacher's eyes, alas, let's go...

Fatty Jin parked the car and actually took a furry panda toy from it. Zhuang Rui was stunned. Didn't he say that the old man had no children? What did Fatty Jin do with a toy?

"Ha ha, the teacher is old, but he is very humorous and childlike. We students send him some interesting things. This giant panda means that the teacher is a national treasure, and there is a story in it..."

After listening to Jin Pangzi's story, Zhuang Rui also fell in love. He had heard this story before, but in Jin Pangzi's mouth, Zhuang Rui heard the original version.

This is a well-known joke. It is said that because of his poor health and continuous visitors, he wrote a note and pasted it on the door with his usual humor: "The giant panda is sick, refuse to visit!" When the visitor looked at it, he smiled and turned around and left. He was not prepared to disturb him.

This joke has been spread for a long time, and many people believe it. Even some of Mr.'s students wrote it in the article. Later, the gentleman came out and said: qu; This is a misinformation. I still know myself. How dare I call myself a national treasure?"

In fact, it was the gentleman who regretted that there were too many people who asked for words. He really couldn't do anything at home and couldn't do the right thing, so he had to hide in the Jingxi Hotel in Diaoyutai, because there were armed police guard there, and ordinary people couldn't get in.

But it's not a matter to hide for a long time. When I got home, my husband wrote four sentences: "I hibernate, refuse to visit, knock on the door and push the house, and be fined one yuan." The note was pasted on the door, but the note was only pasted on the door for one day, and it was removed and collected.

Mr. was helpless. A few days later, he used a ballpoint pen: "I'm sick and unable to socialize. If you have something to leave a message, gentleman is self-respecting." And stick it firmly to the door with paste, but there have been visitors since then.

Later, when cartoonist Ding Cong learned about this, he drew a cartoon named "The panda is sick" and gave it to his husband. This is the truth of this story.

After coming to the Little Red Mansion, Fatty Jin greeted an old man who looked about 60 years old and asked, "New Year's greetings to you. Are there many people coming to see the teacher today?"

"Never, you are the first to go up..." The old man smiled kindly. He is the master's nephew. He is a very serious teacher. He has been serving the master for decades and is very familiar with the students such as Fatty Jin.

"It's okay, there are not many people coming today, otherwise the teacher will consume energy again...

Fatty Jin greeted Zhuang Rui, and the two walked up to the second floor of the small building. This kind of small building has two floors up and down. The first floor is the master's nephew. The gentleman himself lives on the second floor, and one of the two houses above is the gentleman's studio.

Fatty Jin knocked on the door very hard, and his ears were not very good, but

Soon there was a "cough" from the door, and then asked, "Who?"

"Teacher, it's me. I'm here to give you New Year's greetings. Can you hear my voice?

"You child, come in and close the door..." The gentleman's smile came from the room

Sound, although the sound is not loud, it is very clear.

"Teacher, I'm kowtowed to you..."

In the industry with a relatively long inheritance of antiques, calligraphy and painting, basically what the people follow is still the rules that have been continued in ancient times. Like the uncle Benshan in Northeast China, because of the kowtow of his apprentice, it once triggered a great debate in society. Xiaoxiao Novel Network full-text novel launch station xxx$. But this is a tradition. In the eyes of the elders, it is natural for the emperor of heaven and earth to kowtow to the master!

The golden fat man entered the room, regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not. Whether the old man could see it or not, he put the things in his hand casually, knelt on his knees and really kowtowed. Three heads in a row, Zhuang Rui heard it clearly.

"Odeed, you little fat man, come here and let the teacher see what gift you brought..."

Just now, Zhuang Rui was shocked by Fatty Jin's behavior and didn't have time to see the master. Now he looked at the sound and found that the master was sitting in a wheelchair in front of a square table, holding a magnifying glass in his hand. He seemed to be reading a book and was disturbed by the two of them.

The master's face is very beautiful, and at first glance

There are like women, but there are a lot of old man spots on her face. Her hair is very sparse, but she is combed neatly. At this moment, with that kind of naughty smile on her face, she looks like a kind elder.

Fatty Jin is also in his forties, but in the eyes of the gentleman, it is really a little fat man. If the gentleman has children, his grandson is probably older than Fatty Jin.

"Teacher, I brought you a giant panda toy, fluffy, you touch it..."

Fatty Jin picked up his toy and put it on his husband's lap, which made him laugh and scold him: "You little fat man, I said it was fake. Why did you still send this? The teacher is not a national treasure, but a teacher..."

The old man's words made Zhuang Rui, who was standing next to him, respect him. He could see that when the old man said this, he did not have a trace of style, which was completely said from the bottom of his heart.

The humble and peaceful look when Mr. Sir spoke made Zhuang Rui a little impetuous because he was busy during the Spring Festival. He suddenly calmed down in an instant. Perhaps, this is the power of personality

"Is there still a guest? Please sit down, sit down..."

The old man's eyesight is very poor. Without a magnifying glass, he can only faintly see two people sitting

He waved his hand in the wheelchair and let Zhuang Rui sit down.

"Sir, I'm a collector. Yes, I admire Mr.'s knowledge and character. This time I'm here specially for

New Year's greetings for you..."

Zhuang Rui first stood in front of the old man and bowed to the old man three bows in a regular manner before sitting on the sofa. However, when he sat down, he felt like sitting in a pile of books, because the sofa was full of all kinds of books.

Only then did Zhuang Rui have time to take a picture of this room. In this small room, in addition to the bed and bookshelf desk, there is also a sofa coffee table, and the rest of the place is full of books.

First of all, he waved his hand and said, "I dare not do it, I dare not do it. I live a few years falsely. I dare not think you talk like this. My ears and eyes are not very good. Young man, please speak louder...

The old man smiled and then said, "Last year, a few people came to my family and asked me to be the honorary director of the China Disabled Welfare Foundation. It was just right to count it. I can't see my eyes now. "I can't hear my ears clearly. The whole is a disabled person. I said I would resolutely join

Mr.'s words made Zhuang Rui and Jin Pangzi laugh. His open-minded and humorous personality can infect the people around him.

"Sir, you are in good health. You can definitely hear me..."

When Zhuang Rui was talking, he quietly released a few strands of aura, which penetrated into the old man's ears and eyes.

During the period when he came to Beijing, after two experiments with his father-in-law and Mr. Song, he found that the old man of a certain age may have degraded his physical function badly, and his reaction to Reiki was very slow. Even if he was not sleeping and input a small amount of aura, he would not be found by them.

"Oh, I can really hear it. This man is in good spirits when it comes to happy events, little fat man, look at the door

It's not that it's not turned off. Why do I feel a little cool?

Because the old man is too old, Zhuang Rui's amount of aura just now was also a little too much, and the old man also slightly felt a little cool on his face. In this heated Liaozi, he also felt particularly clearer.

"Teacher, the doors and windows are closed well...

When Fatty Jin heard the words, he became nervous and quickly checked it. The old man's winter was the saddest. A little cold may cause extremely serious consequences.

"Well, my eyes are a little sore. Maybe I've been reading for a long time just now. Alas, in fact, I

These half-blind eyes didn't see a few big words clearly..."

The old man took out his handkerchief, wiped his eyes, and said to Zhuang Rui, "Young man, are you holding a picture in your hand? Who painted it?"

Zhuang Rui replied respectfully, "Sir, it is a "Picture of the Concubine's Garden" by Lang Shining, the imperial painter of Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty. This time, I brought it specially to you to appreciate it

of...

"Lang Xining's? There are not many fake paintings, but there are also not many real paintings. Unfortunately, I

I can't see clearly..."

The old man shook his head slightly. He is like this. He can't see clearly or can't understand, and he won't talk nonsense, because he is a domestic calligraphy industry. The Taidou in the world is not only a word of gold, but also a word of gold.

"Oh, no, teacher, how do you know that Xiao Zhuang brought a painting?"

Fatty Jin suddenly raised a question. He knew that the teacher's eyes could only distinguish the personal figure at most. So how did he see what Zhuang Rui was holding in his hand?

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