Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

When Jiang Yan came out of the private room, his shining figure was quickly noticed by the group of people opposite Xiao Qi. One of them even shouted in surprise, "Jiang Yan?"

Jiang Yan took a closer look and saw that it was Yang Yi, his aunt's cousin.

Yang Yi didn't expect to meet Jiang Yan here. He was here to participate in Liao Chenyu's team. Halfway through the meal, Liao Chenyu started arguing with Yin Shen outside.

He and two of his classmates came here to bring Liao Chenyu back.

When she saw Jiang Yan, she couldn't help but ask Mu Jiawen, "Is Jia Jia back too?"

Jiang Yan smiled at Yang Yi and did not answer the question. He just asked Xiao Qi, "What's wrong?"

"The grandson said Yin Shen."

"fine."

Yin Shen interrupted Xiao Qi and said to Jiang Yan, "It's nothing, go back."

Jiang Yan glanced at Yin Shen and then turned to look at Liao Chenyu.

Liao Chenyu subconsciously took two steps back and distanced himself from Jiang Yan.

Because the two parties had a "friendly exchange" after the college entrance examination, Liao Chenyu was deeply impressed, so now that he sees Jiang Yan, he unconsciously wants to stay away from him.

Jiang Yan looked at him seriously and said nothing.

Fan Jingjing stood at the door of their box and looked over. Jiang Yan didn't even raise his eyelids. He turned around and asked Yu Hang, Yin Shen and the others to go back first. Then he tilted his head to Yang Yi and motioned for him to go aside and talk.

"Jia Jia is in Kyoto now. Her biological mother has found her. If nothing happens in the future, she may not return to Yunzhou often."

After leaving such a sentence, Jiang Yan nodded to the stunned Yang Yi and turned back to their private room.

"Xiao Qi, you need to change your temper. If you just say a word, you will be in trouble in the future."

When Jiang Yan opened the door and walked in, Yin Shen was advising Xiao Qi, "If a dog bites you, do you want to bite the dog again? Look, I don't even care what he says about me. Doesn't arguing with that kind of person mean that you are the same as him?" Is it a class?"

Jiang Yan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this sentence. In his previous life, this guy also used this sentence to persuade him. After graduating from college and entering the workplace, he prospered and thrived like a fish in water. It was probably related to his way of doing things. Bar.

After leaving the hotel, we went to the KTV, and they didn't disperse until two o'clock in the morning.

On the twenty-eighth year of the year, Grandma Liang Yujun celebrated her birthday.

After learning Chinese calligraphy from Mu Jiawen for a month, coupled with his unremitting practice, Liang Yujun is now able to write the Chinese character longevity in cursive script in a decent manner, and finally adds the words "life as long as Nanshan". A piece of scroll calligraphy looks like the same thing.

"Well, not bad, your grandma will be very happy to see it."

Since coming back from vacation, Liang Yujun has been practicing calligraphy for at least two hours every day. Her efforts have been noticed by her father. There is no gift that can compare with the word "careful", and he is very satisfied with this.

"Let's go, go there early so we can help."

Mother Liang rolled up her daughter's words and put them into a custom-made box, and took the gifts prepared by the couple. Just as she was about to set off, she was stopped by Liang Yujun, "Mom, I forgot to pick up the Chinese painting that Jiajia sent to grandma. You guys wait. Just a moment, I’ll be right back.”

Mother Liang turned around and smiled and said to Father Liang, "Jiajia is really thoughtful. You may not know it. Yujun said that even the teachers from their school's art academy would snatch up the Chinese paintings she painted. It shows that they are really good." .”

Father Liang was surprised, "Is this kid still at this level?"

"No, you will know when Yujun brings it to you."

Liang Yujun quickly came out of the house with the painting. After getting in the car, she handed the long box in her hand to her mother, "The painting of pine and crane extending the years, do you want to see it?"

"Yes, your dad wants to see it."

Father Liang was not in a hurry to start the car. He waited for his wife to open the painting and then leaned over to enjoy it together.

"How could this kid have such a skill at such a young age?" The couple slowly opened the scroll and were shocked when they only looked at the upper half of the scroll. When they saw the bottom, their eyes moved to the signature and small seal in the lower right corner, and they were stunned. Got it! Mother Liang stared at the words and the chapter with wide eyes. She touched her husband beside her and asked, "Old Liang, please help me read these words. What are they?"

Father Liang was not very sure either. He turned to ask his daughter, "What's Canada's first name?"

Liang Yujun was sending a text message to a classmate. When he heard this, he replied without raising his head, "Mu Jiawen, her last name has been changed, and now she has her mother's last name."

Mother Liang turned around and asked, "Her mother? Who is her mother?"

This question is a bit strange.

Liang Yujun finally noticed something was wrong with her parents. She put down her phone, raised her head and asked the two of them, "What's wrong with you two?"

Father Liang and Mother Liang both guessed a possibility, but seeing the confused look on their daughter's face, they understood that she was unaware.

"Have you seen the painting?"

Liang Yujun nodded, "I've seen it."

"Did you read the signature too?"

Liang Yujun was stunned for a moment, "Isn't the signature Xiaosi? Isn't Xiaozhang Mu Jiawen?"

Mother Liang raised the painting and pointed to the lower right corner to show her.

Liang Yujun raised the glasses on the bridge of his nose, leaned over and read each word: "Mumu, Chen, Yan?"

Liang Yujun's eyes widened. How could this painting be signed by Mu Chenyan?

Looking at Xiaozhang again, there were still these three words, and she was stunned!

"Is this really Master Mu's painting?"

Anyone who is familiar with the field of Chinese painting knows that there are not many works by Master Nian Mu in recent years. For example, the picture "Songs and Cranes Prolong Life" specially painted for the birthday of the elderly has never been seen before. Obviously, this picture is Master Mu's. Painted specially for Grandma Liang.

Father Liang's eyes narrowed as he smiled, "Yujun, you can call Jia Jia now and ask her where she got this painting."

Without Liang's father's instructions, Liang Yujun had already found Mu Jiawen's number and dialed it——

"Hey Gaga, you, that painting you gave me was not painted by you?"

"No, it was painted by my mother. Didn't you say you wanted her painting?" He said in a very calm tone.

Liang Yujun: "."

She asked with a trembling voice, "Mu, is Master Mu your mother?"

"correct."

"Why didn't you ever say anything?"

"You didn't ask."

Liang Yujun:

After the call ended, Mother Liang carefully rolled up the painting and put it into the box, then turned around and handed it to Liang Yujun, "Take it, this is a big gift for your grandma. With it and your words, I don't see how they can do it again." I’m so angry with you!”

Father Liang glanced at her while driving the car and said, "Children are joking around, why do you take it seriously? There's no need."

"Scoff!" Mother Liang sneered, "Children? They are all in their twenties, how can they be so young? Have you considered your daughter's feelings when you said this? Just because you were admitted to Beijing University, Doesn’t she feel uncomfortable about being ostracized by her brothers and sisters?”

Father Liang choked and looked back through the rearview mirror, and his eyes met Liang Yujun's as he raised his eyes. Even with the thick lenses blocking his eyes, he could still see his daughter's dissatisfaction and accusation against him.

Father Liang looked embarrassed and did not dare to speak again.

The baby had a fever last night, so I got up several times to pour him water, and went to the hospital for a checkup early in the morning. It was only now that I was really free.

Be inclusive!

Blame me for not saving the manuscript.