Shanjian Academy

Chapter 47 Xiaosheng makes trouble in the vegetable garden (recommended)
"Okay!" Liu Lihua heard the excitement, her eyes sparkled, she was obviously very excited, she squinted at Mu Zhengyang, and said confidently, "Your Nanshan Liquor is a leather bag company, I will make it for you Get up and bring the young and old of our Zhangshu Village to get rich together!"

Speaking of Zhangshu Village, the area is huge, but the population is less than that of ordinary villages, but basically they are related to each other, and there was Mr. Mu Qingfeng before, and everyone got along very well.

Mu Zhengyang has received the legacy of the old man, so it is also appropriate to give back to the big family.

Liu Lihua is definitely a leader among the activists. After getting off the car, she didn't go home. She first went to the village committee to discuss with Mu Dahai about setting up a winery.

Mu Zhengyang returned to Nanshan Academy with the sack on his shoulders, thinking that Sun Xiaosheng had been hungry for a day, and he must have yelled 'ohhh' when he saw him.

But after entering the door, the room was unusually quiet, and Sun Xiaosheng was nowhere to be seen.

"Did he run out?" Mu Zhengyang thought suspiciously.

Although Sun Xiaosheng was only twenty days old, he is getting bigger and quicker every day.

But he usually sleeps in the nest of the academy, and never walks out of the gate of the academy.

"I guess I'm too hungry, go out and find something to eat by yourself!"

Mu Zhengyang suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and had an ominous premonition in his heart, so he hurried to his vegetable field.

The vegetable field is on the side of the academy, where cucumbers, watermelons, and tomatoes are planted.

From the moment it was planted, Mu Zhengyang has been watering it with the nectar from the jade bottle mixed with water, and it has gradually mutated over time.

Ordinary cucumber seedlings grow out of vines and hang on the shelf, but these cucumber seedlings grow straight, like emerald green bamboo, and the tips of thin branches are covered with small green cucumbers.

Tomatoes are just the opposite, growing like vines.

Mu Zhengyang was too lazy to take care of them, but the tomato vine spread to the fir tree beside the vegetable field by itself, wrapped around the straight trunk like a vine, and had already produced bright red fruits the size of a baby's fist, but some of them still had Point cyan.

The watermelon is still vine-like, but the leaves grow as big as lotus leaves, and the fruit bears at the end of the petiole.

When Mu Zhengyang rushed to the field, Sun Xiaosheng was holding a huge watermelon in his arms. He buried his head in the watermelon and gnawed on it. The reddish juice flowed on his golden hair. On the ground were the remains of cucumbers, tomatoes, and even Several tomato vines were torn off and fell to the ground.

The scene was very messy, but it was full of the fragrance of melons and fruits.

When Sun Xiaosheng found out that Mu Zhengyang had arrived, he held the remaining half of the mutilated watermelon and handed it to Mu Zhengyang.

"Whoa whoa……"

The dark round eyes are bright and energetic, without any impurities, full of spirituality.

The melons and fruits in this vegetable field have not yet fully matured.

Mu Zhengyang himself hadn't eaten yet, but he was spoiled by Sun Xiaosheng first, and he was a little angry at first, but seeing Sun Xiaosheng's eyes, he became angry again.

The watermelon brought by Sun Xiaosheng was about the size of a basketball. Although the inside of the watermelon was still white and red, you could feel the cool air coming from it from a distance.

Mu Zhengyang smiled helplessly: "You are really worthy of the name Sun Xiaosheng. The Great Sage Equaling Heaven made a big fuss in the Peach Garden. You, Sun Xiaosheng, made a mess of my vegetable field, but it's rare that you still have such a heart!"

Simultaneously.

Mu Zhengyang also sighed in his heart, Sun Xiaosheng is indeed very talented, his intelligence is probably similar to that of a one or two-year-old baby, after taking the watermelon handed over by Sun Xiaosheng, Mu Zheng didn't eat it himself, but broke it open and gave it back to him. After leaving Sun Xiaosheng, he tidied up the vegetable field silently, and took Sun Xiaosheng away.

On the banks of the Daxi River, in the willow pavilion.

The girl packed her things and returned home, still thinking about what happened after she met Mu Zhengyang, her expression seemed a little dazed.

There was an old man at home watering the flowers with a kettle. If Mu Zhengyang was present, he would definitely recognize this old man. It was Zhao Yushi who went to the mountains to look for him a few days ago.

Seeing the girl's sullen look, Zhao Yushi put down the water bottle in his hand, and smiled kindly at the girl: "Who made our Shi Ran angry? Tell Grandpa, Grandpa will help you!"

Zhao Shiran held his chin and asked Zhao Yushi seriously: "Grandpa, am I really a calligraphy prodigy?"

Zhao Yushi was taken aback, and said casually, "Of course, your calligraphy attainments can be compared with many old gentlemen who have practiced calligraphy for many years. If you continue to specialize in calligraphy, it is entirely possible to form a school of your own, and there will be a calligraphy world in the future." An extremely rare female calligrapher!"

If he had never seen Mu Zhengyang's calligraphy, Zhao Yushi would even say that Zhao Shiran was the most talented person in calligraphy he had ever seen. In fact, Zhao Yushi had always thought so before he had seen Mu Zhengyang. That day, I saw those words in the wastebasket of Wangriya Nanshan Academy...

Zhao Shiran took out the "Ode to the Willow" that he wrote in the pavilion to Zhao Yushi, and said, "Grandpa, what do you think of my handwriting?"

Zhao Yushi felt relieved when he saw Zhao Shiran's handwriting, and praised: "It's very wonderful. The purpose of running script is to express the spirit. You went to the Daxi River to watch the willow trees by the river and practice calligraphy, and you really gained something. This handwriting is quite like wicker dancing in the wind. It's already considered top-grade, and it's even more rare that you have such a level at your age, grandpa is far inferior to you!"

If it was in the past, Zhao Shiran would have been very happy to hear her grandfather praise her like this, but now she couldn't laugh, and took out the paper with two words written by Mu Zhengyang from a pile of papers, and asked: " Grandpa, read these two words again!"

"These two characters are wonderfully written. They embody 'Zhang Dian Su Kuang' to the fullest. This is also written by your teacher, Professor Fu? He is indeed a world-class calligrapher!" Zhao Yushi heard Zhao Shiran say A few times, the one who taught her in Lumei was Fu Xinyi who had the title of "Kandong Ghost Hand". She was younger than him, but he had heard Fu Xinyi's name for a long time, but upon closer inspection, it didn't feel right. , asked inexplicably, "Hey, judging from the ink blots, it seems to be newly written, and indeed got the true meaning of 'Zhang Dian Su Kuang', but it is somewhat different from Fu Xinyi's! Who wrote this ?”

Zhao Shiran and Dao Qiong wrinkled his nose slightly and said: "I told you, I might not believe it! I was practicing calligraphy in the pavilion beside the Daxi River, and suddenly a young man with a sack came. I thought he didn't know calligraphy, but I just wanted to I just wanted to strike up a conversation, so I deliberately asked him to comment on my "Ode to the Willow", but who would have expected that he not only commented well, but also said that I wrote these two words unreasonably, and these two words were written by him! The key is He also said that he was just practicing calligraphy as an amateur, without professional training and no teacher!"

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