Beauty's Devil Guard

"Well." For the screaming Zhang Yuanyuan, the old secretary Zhang Weimin just nodded heavily.

However, Zhang Yuanyuan saw her father Zhang Weimin nodding so simply. Suddenly, a face quickly dull up. The whole person can't say a word, just stare at Xiao Yi. Gulong swallowed a mouthful of water.

Xiao Yi just gently laughed, looking at the stunned Zhang Yuanyuan, and joked: "Yuanyuan, how can I call you in the future?"

However, as soon as this word fell into Zhang Yuanyuan's ears, it all sounded like a sarcasm.

Think of the beginning to heart for Xiao Yi's irony, Xiao Yi as a gift to flatter his father's villain. Besides, he angrily drove Xiao Yi out of the old house. Sneer at Xiao Yi's gift, the gift box also says wife oral liquid.

It turned out that the one who fought so hard was his uncle.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanyuan immediately gave a cold hum. Don't cross your face and pretend to ignore Xiao Yi.

"Cough..." The Secretary immediately coughed gently twice, and then opened his mouth to help them out: "you young people, there is no need to worry about these generations. Brother, you can call her Yuanyuan in the future. Listen kindly. "

"Dad, Yuanyuan is my nickname. How can he shout that name? " As soon as Zhang Yuanyuan heard this, she was not happy.

Zhang Weimin smiles, looks at Zhang Yuanyuan and says, "if so, Xiao Yi will call your niece in the future."

"No," he said At the thought of being such a big man and being called niece by such a young man. This Zhang Yuanyuan, immediately quit: "after, or call me Yuanyuan."

Choose between the two names of niece and Yuanyuan, then Zhang Yuanyuan chooses the latter decisively.

Xiao Yi in one side, see that Zhang Yuanyuan's face still has a bit of not willing color. Yuan secretly asked the girl to make tea. My brother and I are enjoying the calligraphy in this study today. "

"What?" Zhang Yuanyuan's face was cold with anger. She said with gnashing teeth: "how dare you tell me to come?"

"Ah..." Xiao Yi pretended to show a look of consternation, looked at Zhang Yuanyuan who was so angry that her face turned white, and asked slowly: "Yuanyuan, I'm not your uncle? Can't you tell me that? "

"No orders." Without hesitation, Zhang Yuanyuan immediately drew a long epilogue to express her protest.

However, Zhang Weiming, who has been silent all the time. At this meeting, he hesitated for a moment, then looked at Zhang Yuanyuan and said softly, "Yuanyuan, go and make a pot of tea. My brother and I are seldom in a good mood today. We can enjoy the calligraphy in this study. "

Zhang Yuanyuan, who is preparing to say no to Xiao Yi, sees her father open her mouth. Finally, there is no reason to refuse. Hate hate of stare at that Xiao Yi, open mouth anger voice hum a way: "the tea is served up, have no your share."

Xiao Yi looks at the angry Zhang Yuanyuan with a bitter smile. Then, looking to the big brother Zhang Weimin for help.

"You young people, there's no need to be so angry." As soon as Zhang Weimin saw Xiao Yi's help seeking eyes, he immediately broke away again: "young people, there are many topics to talk about together. You two should be close. As it happens, Xiao Yi is unmarried, and Yuanyuan is unmarried. "

"Hum." Zhang Yuanyuan, who would be angry, walked out of the study quickly with an angry look on her face. Look at her attitude, it's just that she and Xiao Yi are fighting against Bi mang. If you want to be close, it's ants sitting on the sofa, talking (playing) but not (playing).

Xiao Yi's smile will appear in the corner of the study. Looking at the beautiful shadow of Zhang Yuanyuan, he pretended to speak carelessly and said slowly: "brother, just in the bathroom, I have been close to Yuanyuan. Besides, Yuanyuan told me a joke about a sow going up a tree. It's so funny. "

Just out of the study, Zhang Yuanyuan heard Xiao Yi's words. Suddenly, he turned around with a red face. Looking at Xiao Yi with fire in both eyes, he yelled: "my heart is beating and my feelings are burning. I'll remember you all my life, Xiao Yi!"

Pedal pedal pedal, and then this Zhang Yuanyuan finally angrily away.

He left a face of inexplicable Xiao Yi and looked at Zhang Weimin, the old secretary with the same face of gaping. He said with a smile: "this joke is not funny at all."

Yuanyuan nodded a little, but she thought it was a good smile. Maybe it's the charcoal fire downstairs today. The weather is dry and things are dry, so it's easy to catch fire. You've got to take on some responsibility, uncle

"All right." Xiao Yi no longer continued this topic, but changed the subject: "big brother, you wrote the same good words last night. I can see that Yuanyuan is back. You are in a good mood... "

For a moment, Xiao Yi and the old secretary Zhang Weimin began to chat quietly in the study. Start talking between the lines.

While making tea downstairs, Zhang Yuanyuan angrily scolded: "Xiao Yi, you rascal. Even shamelessly asked me to make tea for you, I think I'd better make a pot of rat medicine for you. Let you die, to see the sow on the treeA shivering upstairs, gently hit.

After enjoying the words and drinking tea, he was left by the old secretary and had a lunch together. Zhang Yuanyuan, sitting at the table, seemed to hate sitting at the same table with Xiao Yi. A pair of chopsticks, poke the porcelain bowl clang when a non-stop.

"Why, Yuanyuan food is not delicious?" Zhang Weimin finally looked up at Zhang Yuanyuan and asked.

"No That Zhang Yuanyuan simply put down the bowl chopsticks, got up and said: "see some people that a shoe plucked face, my appetite has been full."

Then, Zhang Yuanyuan simply put down her chopsticks. Go to the side of the red charcoal fire, picked up a scroll to see.

The picture in Zhang Yuanyuan's hand is exactly the one that the old secretary Zhang Weimin took down from his study. Just in the study, after talking about this picture, it seems that there is still some meaning. The old secretary took down the stairs, took advantage of the dishes on the table time, and then reluctantly scrutinized the word for a long time. When I went to the table for dinner, I put that pair of words on the tea table beside me.

As soon as she stared at the scroll, Zhang Yuanyuan couldn't put it down. The eyes are shining, and the whole body is immersed in the charm between the lines.

"Tut Tut, good word." Zhang Yuanyuan has studied calligraphy for many years. At this meeting, he began to praise: "running clouds and flowing water; vertical and horizontal waving; insight and jumping; combination of hardness and softness. The hidden edge is slightly exposed, and the exposed edge is also implicit. The vertical exposure stops abruptly at the end of the pen, which is like a sharp knife cutting. The end of the pen of the hanging needle has a positive side, or curved or straight; the lifting and pressing are clear, and the pulling wire is strong; it is also thick and fibrous, neither perverse nor surly, neither middle nor side, neither dry nor moist. "

Zhang Yuanyuan has a way of commenting. I've been abroad and seen the world. At the moment, he is talking with high spirits. Obviously, her heart began to stir up when she saw something good.

Xiao Yi and Zhang Weimin are still sitting at the table, squinting and chatting. The mutton hot pot on the table is white. For a while, he and Secretary Zhang Juyi had a good cup.

"By the way, I heard that you went to the capital this time, but you did something important." Zhang Weimin, the old secretary, suddenly raised his head. Looking at Xiao Yi, he asked.

"I can't talk about big things. I've been wandering around for a while." Xiao Yi is absent-minded to drink wine, the mouth answers a way at will.

"You always look like you don't think so." The Secretary laughed and scolded, then his tone suddenly became dignified: "that ye Liuyun, after all, came from the Ye family of four big families. Behind him, there are huge forces and financial resources. In the future, if you go to the capital, you have to be careful. "

"It's OK." Xiao Yi for Secretary Zhang's kind reminder, is a bold smile: "in this world, a lot of people I can't provoke at the beginning. But, in the end, they can't mess with me any more. The brilliance of life lies in crushing my opponent. Later, if I have a chance to go to the capital again. Then, I will certainly step on the leaf cloud again. "

Zhang Weimin gave a ha ha to Xiao Yi's heroic adverbial. Pick up the glass in front of you and drink it down. Then he wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and said, "it seems that I am old. I'm much less courageous. In the future, the world will be your young people's world. "

They are like old friends who have been away for a long time. They eat meat and drink wine. It's a good pleasure to say something heroic. Zhao Xing sat on one side, his face cool, gently put the peanuts on the plate into his mouth.

After having enough food and wine, Xiao Yi leans back on the sofa. Touched his stomach, a happy expression on his face.

All of a sudden, Xiao Yi found Zhang Yuanyuan beside her, just staring at a word in her hand. Look, this is a piece of grass Xiao Yi wrote in the past.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi jokingly said with a smile: "this piece of word, compared with me, how is it written?"

"Compared with you?" Zhang Yuanyuan turned her head and looked at Xiao Yi, who put her hot face together. With a cold hum, he began to strike ruthlessly: "it should be said that you don't even have the qualification to compare with others. This pair of wild grass is wonderful. Open and uninhibited, but the charm is hidden. Every stroke is like the roar of ten thousand horses and the rushing of a river. This kind of wild grass can be called a calligraphy treasure. Besides, I can write such a magnificent and domineering line. Certainly, the calligrapher who wrote this character is a real man with ambition and poetry. Where like you, born a wretched rascal