Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 523 Human Face Peach Blossom
He Changzai was sitting at the table in the living room with the middle-aged man. He liked He Changzai more and more, and said to Zhan Zilin beside him:

"Daughter, yes, you really found me a talented son-in-law!"

Zhan Zilin thought to himself, if his father is so happy, He Chang must be painting in front of him, and said:
"Dad, you don't know that a painting can be sold for [-] million online!"

The middle-aged man looked at He Changzai and said with relief:

"Often, with you, my family, Zilin, doesn't have to work so hard... I don't know where you work!"

He Changzai said calmly: "I'm farming in the country, and painting is just a hobby. I only paint a few pornographic paintings occasionally, and I don't often paint!"

The middle-aged man showed surprise and said:
"Chang Zai, isn't your calligraphy and painting just now idle clouds and wild cranes? Doesn't it give people a sense of lofty aspirations? How can you paint pornographic paintings!"

He Changzai glanced at Zhan Zilin and said meaningfully:

"Who doesn't like a beautiful woman if she's a man? Aspirations are too vain. The world is full of ordinary people. Only painting pornographic paintings can make people feel full of interest!"

The middle-aged man savored what He Changzai said carefully, realized something, and praised:

"Generally talented people are self-sufficient. I didn't expect you to live such a transparent life. It's really rare... I wonder if you can paint a pornographic picture for me!"

He Changzai frowned slightly, scratched his head, and said:

"Mr. Zhan, if you look at pornographic paintings, Madam won't be angry!"

The middle-aged man said: "It's just a painting, why is she angry... By the way, don't talk about Mr. Zhan in the future. I agree with you and Zilin. I will call you father-in-law from now on!"

He Changzai smiled lightly and did not speak.

After Zhan Zilin heard what his father said, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Immediately, the middle-aged man dragged He Changzai into the study.

At this time, a kind-faced woman came out of the kitchen with a plate of dumplings, and she asked Zhan Zilin:

"Where's your father with you?"

Zhan Zilin replied: "Dad often paints for him!"

The woman with a kind face said: "What are you painting? You can't paint after eating the dumplings...I'll call them!"

Zhan Zilin grabbed the kind-faced woman and said:
"It's not good if you are often interrupted while painting!"

The woman with a kind face stopped and asked Zhan Zilin:
"Zilin, how far have you and Chang Zai developed? Look at your classmates, some of them are already in the first grade, and you are not too young, you have to hurry up!"

Zhan Zilin frowned slightly, and said:

"Mom, you don't have to worry so much, we'll talk about it later, later!"

The woman with a kind face said humanely: "Zi Lin, you are too old, and I can't control you anymore. Anyway, you can just have some snacks on this matter!"

Zhan Zilin pondered: "Oh, I got it, I got it!"

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In the study room, He Chang poured some ink into the inkstone, studied it with an ink stick, thought for a while, picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and started to paint.

The middle-aged man looked at the rice paper, and with He Changzai's brushstrokes like flowing clouds and flowing water, he saw a man in a small courtyard beside a brilliantly blooming peach tree, with a plump figure and a big chest, propping up his clothes, a pair of red phoenix eyes, and a face Ruo Peach Blossom's woman looked at a man holding a scroll outside the door, and the scene of a thoughtful scholar covering his face and chuckling vividly appeared on the paper.

The scholar saw the woman from the corner of his eye, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes, but what he valued was the book in his hand, and he didn't take the woman seriously.

He Changzai didn't stop his pen. He dipped a little ink and continued to draw the second scene on the rice paper.

The next scene is the top scholar in high school, with big red flowers hanging, and revisiting his old place on a tall horse.

It's a pity that when he looked into the yard, the peach tree in full bloom was still there, but the woman who laughed at him was gone.

After He Chang finished painting, he put the brush on the inkstone and said to the middle-aged man:

"Father-in-law, do you think my painting is okay!"

The middle-aged man smiled brightly and said: "The two scenes are telling the choices of a person's life, gain and loss, wonderful, simply wonderful... It's a pity that there are no words, this painting seems a bit monotonous!"

He Chang was dipping his pen in the ink and writing on the rice paper in a smooth manner.

Last year in this door today, the face of peach blossoms in red.

The human face does not know where to go, Peach Blossom still laughs spring breeze.

"Let's go, let's eat dumplings together, that's all!"

He Changzai smiled lightly, reached out and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the living room.

The middle-aged man was staring at the calligraphy and painting on the table, overjoyed, and stood there dumbfounded, unable to bear to leave.

He Changzai walked to the living room and sat down.

The woman with a kind face picked up the plate and said to He Changzai:

"Chang Zai, this dumpling is cold, I'll go warm it up for you again!"

He Changzai said:
"Don't bother, just eat it cold!"

"Chang Zai, it's the first time you come to my house, how can I let you eat cold dumplings!"

The kind-faced woman said something, and walked towards the kitchen with the dumplings.

"Brother, you wait here, I'll go upstairs to get something!"

Zhan Zilin said something, got up and walked upstairs.

Not long after, the kind-faced woman brought the dumplings to the table.

He Changzai was not polite, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Immediately afterwards, Zhan Zilin walked down the stairs with a Guqin in his arms, and when he reached He Changzai, he handed it to him and said:

"Chang Zai, you are an expert in the world, you should know how to play the piano, play a song for my mother!"

Seeing her daughter taking out her beloved guqin, the kind-faced woman showed a hint of displeasure in her eyes, and said:

"He often eats dumplings, what kind of qin do you want him to play... Guqin is usually played by women, how many men can play it!"

He Changzai put down his chopsticks, sat upright, took the piano from Zhan Zilin, and started playing.

All of a sudden, quiet, remote, gurgling zither sounds came out, and the lingering sound lingered, endlessly, washing people's hearts.

The kind-faced woman listened to the sound of the piano, showing shock and disbelief.

She has played the piano since elementary school, but she has never heard such a profound and moving piano sound.

Looking at the astonished expression on his mother's face, Zhan Zilin couldn't help but smile, thinking that He Changzai is really amazing, he conquered his parents in a short time.

After He Chang played a piece, he returned the piano to Zhan Zilin and sighed:

"The benevolent enjoys mountains, the wise enjoys water, the best kindness is like water, water benefits all things without competition, only with an ordinary heart can we play this melody of flowing water well!"

After the woman with a kind face was stunned, she looked up at He Changzai's eyes and looked up at the mountain, with a bright smile on her face, feeling happy for her daughter from the bottom of her heart, and said:
"Chang Zai, I didn't expect your piano skills to be so superb, it can be said to be extraordinary... Hurry up and eat the dumplings, or I'll heat them up again. Since you're here, stay at my house for a few more days, don't leave !"

He Changzai said indifferently: "No need to heat it up, I'm already full... As for staying for a day or two, it's okay, but if the days are longer, it's not so good, I still have a lot of things to deal with at the foot of Nanshan Mountain! "

"Mom, I'm not hungry, take Chang Zai to my room!"

Zhan Zilin said something, hugged Qin, and pulled He Changzai upstairs.

(End of this chapter)