The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 530 0529. Have a wonderful and enjoyable vacation! (30)

As one of the biggest names in the art world, Mr. Xie is absolutely aware of the gold content of this international children's competition.

And Zhuang's father also understood the consequences of saying this sentence.

After hearing these words, Mr. Xie looked at Zhuang Xinian in great surprise.

However, the little girl's face was blank.

A straightforward expression of "I don't know what you are talking about".

This is normal, because at that time, Zhuang's father only said to let her go to that training camp, but did not tell her what the ultimate purpose of this training camp was.

As for the excellence award, Zhuang's father didn't give it to her, but kept the award in the master bedroom, and wanted to let her know when the little girl made some achievements on her own.

It's just that by that time, she probably won't be too excited about such an award.

"Nian Nian, you just said you wanted to see the paintings of Grandpa's house, didn't you?" Mr. Xie once again looked at Zhuang Xi Nian with eyes full of appreciation.

The little girl didn't pay attention to the topic she didn't understand just now. Now that she heard something she was interested in, her big eyes seemed to light up suddenly, and she flickered at Mr. Xie. It's like a chicken pecking at rice.

After Mr. Xie laughed twice "haha", he stood up while holding the little girl's hand while leaning on a cane.

Zhuang Xinian was still a little dazed when she was brought up, but she quickly realized what she wanted, and took the initiative to take two steps forward to support Mr. Xie, and asked with a smile: "Grandpa Xie, are you going to take me with you?" Have you gone to see those famous paintings?"

Mr. Xie was happily being supported by the little girl, and his old voice was clearly audible with joy: "Yes! Do you want to go?"

"Of course I want to!" The little girl hurriedly agreed, as if she would be regretted if she agreed too late.

Mr. Xie led the little girl into a dark room.

The little girl was very scared at first, but before she had time to magnify her fear, she heard Mr. Xie say: "This room is where I used to collect those paintings. In order to prevent the exposure of the sun from destroying these treasures, I decided to open the room. Are you afraid to make the room so dark?"

The last sentence was obviously asking Zhuang Xinian.

The little girl gritted her teeth and said, "No, I'm not afraid!"

There are paintings inside, so there is nothing to be afraid of!

She cheered herself up in her heart.

Then Mr. Xie turned on the light with a "snap".

It's not the kind of blinding incandescent lamp, but the very soft orange fluorescent lamp.

As soon as the lights were turned on, Zhuang Xinian could clearly see the layout of the room.

Speaking of a room, Zhuang Xinian thought it should be a small corridor.

Because the length here should be as long as two rooms.

At a glance, each painting is neatly arranged.

There are obviously a lot of paintings, but once they are placed in such a way, it seems that there are not so many paintings, but it feels very simple.

The little girl raised her head and looked at the old man: "Thank you, grandpa, can I go and see for myself?"

Mr. Xie nodded with a smile, "Of course!"

Zhuang Xinian let out a small cheer, let go of Mr. Xie's hand and rushed into the room like a little fish.

For her, looking at these famous paintings is like absorbing new knowledge.

Every painting that can be called a famous painting must have its unique features, whether it is the painting method, or the deep meaning, or the form of expression, no matter what it is, Zhuang Xinian can learn from it The new nutrients let her little sapling grow vigorously as soon as possible.

This is why father Zhuang wanted to bring her to Mr. Xie's house.

Mr. Xie has a very discerning eye, and none of the paintings that caught his eye were sold for tens of millions at the auction house.

Definitely not the kind of price gouged, but it's really worth the price.

It is conceivable how excellent those paintings are.

When Zhuang Xinian looked at the paintings, she was very serious. She would carefully observe each painting for a long time, and only when she was sure that she really had no way to understand anything, would she move towards another one.

I don't know who I learned this little habit from, because Zhuang's father didn't have this habit himself, and only Zhuang's father in the family has this kind of artistic talent, so I really have no way of knowing how she got this habit.

For Zhuang's father, when he looked at the painting, he would stop for a while and then leave. He didn't say that he had to wait until he had a thorough understanding of the painting before leaving.

When Zhuang Xinian looked at the paintings, she became obsessed. She didn't even care about how time passed. Anyway, there was only one thought in her mind, and she wanted to read all these paintings.

However, since Mr. Xie's family has too many collections, and most of them are paintings by those famous artists, the value of learning and understanding them is even greater.

Mr. Xie's legs and feet are bad, so he couldn't stand like the little girl all the time, so he looked at her for a while, and after confirming that she would not damage the painting, he walked back to the living room with a cane.

Seeing the teacher walking back, but without the little tail behind him, Zhuang's father didn't need to think about it, but he knew that the little girl's old problem had happened again.

Once I see a good painting, I can't walk.

But he looked at the teacher's face, and he didn't seem to have any displeasure, so he was relieved.

It was quite early now, and they had already eaten on the plane before, so they were not in a hurry to leave now.

The couple simply chatted with Mr. Xie.

But most of the time, Dad Zhuang was chatting with the old man, and Mom Cai just cut some fruit and made some tea by the side.

Two hours passed in a flash, Zhuang's father went to the toilet several times, Zhuang Xinian seemed to have taken root in that room, and he didn't bring it out.

But it was almost time, and they had to go.

So after Father Zhuang bid farewell to Mr. Xie, he went to that room to find Zhuang Xinian.

Mr. Xie really wanted to keep them at home for dinner before leaving, but Father Zhuang kept pushing him away, saying he didn't want to trouble him.

However, this evasion did not succeed in the end.

Because Zhuang Xinian was always reluctant to let go, Mr. Xie took the opportunity to ask them to stay at home for dinner again. Of course Zhuang Xinian wanted to agree, because that would mean that she could watch for a while.

Under the attack of the old and the young, Zhuang's father retreated steadily, so he had no choice but to agree.

Mama Cai seldom intervenes in making decisions about things outside. Basically, it is what Zhuang's father says, which can be said to give Zhuang's father enough face.

After all, their family does have a bit of a feeling of being a man on the outside and a woman on the inside.

It's just that sometimes when Zhuang's father wants to be lazy or doesn't want to deal with it, he will ask Cai's mother to help.

The family atmosphere is very good.

Zhuang Xinian grew up in such a family environment.

A child who grew up in such a loving environment has a good personality and ability in all aspects, and there will never be anything too despicable.

Zhuang's father's consent made the old and the young happy from ear to ear. The little girl got into the room again, and Mr. Xie walked back to the living room with the support of Zhuang's father and Cai's mother from left to right. I checked the ingredients and felt that they were missing, so I hurried to buy some new ingredients.

At nearly seven o'clock in the evening, they finally had dinner.

Mr. Xie said that this was the happiest time he spent the Spring Festival alone.

Hearing this, Zhuang's father felt sour. He really didn't expect that his respected teacher would be so lonely in his later years.

But he has no way to say anything, he has a son and daughter-in-law, if he said to let the teacher live in his own home, it would be blatantly slapping the teacher's son and daughter-in-law in the face, which is definitely not allowed.

In addition, even if he agreed, he couldn't stay at home all the time, except for his wife and daughter.

He is also worried about a family of old and young.

After eating and sitting for a while, Father Zhuang said that he really had to leave.

Mr. Xie also knew that he couldn't keep him anymore, so he had to follow him to the door step by step on crutches.

After waving goodbye, they watched Mr. Xie go in and close the door before they left.

The car had been called long ago, and the address had been sent from Papa Jiang to Papa Zhuang's phone a long time ago.

It didn't take long to get to the hotel, just half an hour.

The room was opened by Jiang's father a long time ago, and the two families still have two rooms connected together.

But they didn't have the room card, so when they arrived at the hotel lobby, Dad Zhuang called Dad Jiang.

Soon, Jiang Shaoheng grabbed the room card and ran down.

"Brother Shaoheng!" Zhuang Xinian quickly saw Jiang Shaoheng with sharp eyes, shouted and ran towards him.

It was so fast that even Zhuang's father couldn't catch it.

Seeing the little girl throwing her head into the arms of the pig next door with its own Chinese cabbage like a swallow, Zhuang's father's heart couldn't help but twitch.

Jiang Shaoheng quickly hugged the little girl into his arms, but the little girl's speed was so fast that he also took a step back.

Fortunately, it is still stable.

"Uncle, aunt, father asked me to bring you the room cards." Jiang Shaoheng put his arm around Zhuang Xinian and handed over the room cards with the other.

Zhuang's father took the room card, seeing his daughter and Jiang Shaoheng's boredom, his teeth were sore.

But he couldn't say anything, because his wife was very happy to see such a thing happen.

If he interrupts, his wife will be unhappy.

So adhering to the principle that if you are unhappy, you can't make your wife unhappy, Dad Zhuang had no choice but to pretend he didn't see it.

"Father, can I play with brother Shaoheng for a while?" Zhuang Xinian stabbed father Zhuang's heart innocently.

Zhuang's father's heart was bleeding "squeaky" and it hurt a little, but he still had to bear the pain and said: "Well, yes, then your mother and I will go up first."

"Yeah!" Zhuang Xinian nodded obediently.

After seeing his parents back to the room, Zhuang Xinian turned his eyes back to Jiang Shaoheng again, facing Jiang Shaoheng's gentle eyes as before, Zhuang Xinian's heart was overwhelmed by waves of softness, and then buried himself in Jiang Shaoheng's arms He muttered in his mouth: "Brother Shaoheng..."

Jiang Shaoheng smiled and touched the little girl's head, but didn't study why she was so tired of him all of a sudden.

This is a good thing!
Why should he bother?

He wished that the little girl would be so tired of him every day!

It's just that the father-in-law can't get through.

Zhuang Xinian stood holding Jiang Shaoheng for a while, and then withdrew from Jiang Shaoheng's arms.

"Take you for a walk around?" Jiang Shaoheng took Zhuang Xinian's tender little hand instead.

Of course Zhuang Xinian has no objections!

As far as they are concerned, they are just ordinary couples. Although this kind of thing that pushes the road is very common, it is unavoidable for all couples.

The winter night came soon, Zhuang Xinian and the others arrived at the hotel at around seven or eight o'clock, and it was already dark.

Fortunately, the weather today is fine.

It wasn't very warm, but it wasn't very cold either.

Although the wind blowing over was still cold, it didn't feel like the knife was blowing.

Every time Zhuang Xinian and Jiang Shaoheng separated, after the two met, Jiang Shaoheng's first words were always asking her what she did today.

Although even if he didn't ask, Zhuang Xinian would tell him everything like pouring beans.

But that's different.

Zhuang Xinian took the initiative to tell him that it was sharing.

But when Jiang Shaoheng asked, he understood.

He wanted to know about his little girl, even if it was a very small thing, he wanted to know about it.

Because love her.

Then, sure enough, I heard the little girl's soft and crisp voice crackling and starting to talk about what happened today without Jiang Shaoheng's participation.

This is what Jiang Shaoheng wanted her to talk about!
The girl talked happily and danced, while the boy listened with gentle expression and focused eyes.

The pace of the two was slow and comfortable.

Stroll under the boundless moonlight.

What happened today is actually just a little bit, but why did Zhuang Xinian talk for so long?
Because she told Jiang Shaoheng all her understanding of painting.

It was probably because Zhuang Xinian had already organized it in his mind before, so when Zhuang Xinian said it, he didn't feel any hesitation at all.

At most, it is to modify the words and sentences!

Jiang Shaoheng just listened quietly, occasionally responding once or twice to show that he was listening.

Zhuang Xinian liked this feeling very much.

She could bear not listening to her, but she could never bear someone absent-mindedly pretending to be listening!

It felt like contempt and insult to her.

Fortunately, Jiang Shaoheng didn't know how to do it. Since he was a child, no matter what she said, he was able to accept everything!

Sometimes Zhuang Xinian felt that she was too talkative, but Jiang Shaoheng didn't feel that way, and even let her go even more.

Zhuang Xinian often thought that if there was no one named Jiang Shaoheng in this world, then she probably wouldn't be in a relationship.

Because no one will ever love her as much as he does.

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