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"Okay, okay, my son just woke up, please be quiet, you all go out, and come back when he is better. 【 】" Hearing a group of people chirping, Mrs. Hua directly issued an order to evict the guests. For a while, only Hua was left in the room. Mrs. and Xiaoye.

"Xiaoye, it's time for the young master to take the medicine, hurry up and get the medicine!" Mrs. Hua ordered.

Xiaoye quickly brought the medicine, Mrs. Hua took a small spoon, and blew each spoonful, for fear of scalding her son.Hua Shenguang swallowed it mouthful. At this time, he felt a strong maternal love from this noble lady, and the care of his mother when he was a child in his previous life also flooded his heart.The mothers of the two lifetimes were different, but the feelings they gave him, the kind of family affection and love thicker than water, were the same.

Looking at the mother in front of her, she already has a few wrinkles and a few white hairs. She must have worried a lot about this son!

At this time, Hua Shenguang felt deeply guilty as he put himself in the mother's shoes.

My father died in battle, my uncle had no heirs, I was the only one in Washington, and I was so unbelievable that my mother had gray hair at a young age, it really shouldn't be!

After the guilt, it is moving!The former Huashenguang was so unbearable, but he was still regarded as a treasure. If his son was like this, he would have left him to fend for himself, how could he treat him like this?Hua Shenguang was deeply moved, and suddenly his nose felt sour, and he had the urge to cry.

If Mrs. Hua knew that her son would be moved, why not immediately burn incense and kowtow in front of the ancestor's spiritual throne to thank the ancestor for his grace.

When Hua Shenguang came to this world, he felt a strong family affection for the first time!

In the next few days, Hua Shenguang spent his time recovering from his injuries. In the past few days, he felt the care of his mother and the Hua family all the time. If he is born again with his own body, then let him replace the former Young Master Hua and fulfill his son's filial piety.

Under the best medical treatment, Hua Shenguang has basically recovered.In the past few days, he has straightened out his thoughts. Since he has the chance to live again, he must live well. body, but he has to live a good life, not to mention for the Hua family, even for himself, he has to live a wonderful life!

But when he comes to this different world, he doesn't know what's going on, so it's better to keep this young master Hua's original appearance and personality.If Hua Shenguang thought of it.This young master Hua really doesn't know much, he hasn't read many books, and his handwriting is bad. Apart from eating, drinking and gambling, he has nothing else to do.Hua Shenguang looked at the sun looming in the clouds outside the window, and sighed again.

The world is really wonderful. Before carrying out the treasure hunting mission, he was still reading a time-traveling novel. He didn't expect to time-travel. What the hell is going on!

Seeing the young master standing in front of the window, Xiaoye seemed to be filled with emotion, and said timidly, "Master, it's time to take medicine again. After taking the medicine, the master will ask you to meet him in the study."

"Okay, bring the medicine!" Hua Shenguang took a bowl of medicine, drank it in one gulp, and then walked to the old man's study alone.While putting away the bowl, Xiaoye thought: "Young Master seems to be really different from before. Not only does he not need to be persuaded to take medicine, but he also doesn't do anything to himself."

Entering the old man's room with ease, Hua Shenguang called softly: "Grandpa, I'm here."

From the look on the old man's face, Hua Shenguang felt that when the old man saw him, there was a kind of unknown anger. The old man, who was not angry before, immediately wanted to get angry.

What a powerful hatred that made my grandpa like this!

How much love is needed to make grandpa so entangled!

"You snatched the little girl's candied haws and stripped away other people's clothes, do you know your mistake?" The old man asked in a deep voice with a dark face.It's not that he wants to make a bad face, but because of his grandson's behavior, he has restrained himself if he doesn't go berserk.

Hua Shenguang thought that this kind of behavior was indeed outrageously wrong, so he blurted out: "I know I was wrong."

What?The old man's eyes widened, wondering if he heard it wrong. He was about to get angry, but when he received the word "knowledge", the anger he had accumulated was suppressed violently.Because he would have heard: "Where is my young master wrong, I don't know what to wait", this is also Hua Shenguang's mantra every time he makes a mistake, in his heart, there is no such thing as knowing a mistake.

The old man, who was about to scold him, froze on the spot for a long time before he said, "Since I know I made a mistake, I hope you don't make it again. In this case, even if you are beaten to death, no one will intercede for you."

After Hua Shenguang left, the old man was a little excited. He took out Hua Mingwu's portrait and saw it for a long time, "Mingwu, your precious son, it's the first time I know I was wrong today..."

Hua Shenguang didn't expect that his casual confession would make the literary leaders of the whole country excited for half an hour. This is like no one before or after.

Back in the room, Hua Shenguang looked at the unsightly calligraphy and paintings all over the room, and shook his head repeatedly.So he did it himself and took it down one by one.While picking it up, recalling the process of the birth of calligraphy and painting, Hua Shenguang's stomach hurts from laughing.

This picture of a chick eating a worm is the proud work of Master Hua, the grandson of a leading figure in the literary world and a rare literary genius in the world. The two tears dripping from the little worm in the picture fully reflect the despair before death.

In this picture of "Young Master", the characters "Young Master" and "Master" are big on the left and small on the right, slanted up and down, which fully reflects the good character of the young master who is unrestrained, romantic and unrestrained.

There are only three strokes in this imaginary continuous picture, a right-curved one on the left, a vertical line in the middle, and a left-curved one on the right. There are only three strokes, but it varies according to each person's thinking. It can be certain parts of the human body, or it can be It’s something else, it’s what you think it is, it’s simply the pioneering work of abstraction in this world...

Eighteen pieces of Master Hua's favorite works were taken down, and only the "Mosquito with Six Legs" was left behind by Hua Shenguang.Carrying eighteen calligraphy and paintings in one breath to the garden, Hua Shenguang was so exhausted that he was out of breath. This Young Master Hua's body was simply too weak!

"Xiaoye, bring me some fire!"

"Master, these are all your proud works, are you going to burn them?"

"Exactly, if the old ones don't go away and the new ones don't come, I will have better works!" Hua Shenguang burned these "masterpieces handed down from generation to generation" with a fire, and then went back to the room, watching the final works. One picture, Xin Dao, after all, this is the first thing that made me laugh after I came here, but the handwriting is too bad, he himself has good handwriting, but it's better not to expose it.

"Xiaoye, your handwriting is very good. According to this poem, make a new copy, then frame it and hang it up, um... this poem doesn't have a name yet, so let's call it Mosquito, and write your name on it."