The old man lived on the third floor, and as soon as he entered the house, he smelled the strong aroma of food, a white-haired old lady, warmly beckoned the two of them to change their shoes, Meng Yaohui also hugged his grandmother coquettishly, saying that he missed his grandmother, and then held the old man's face and kissed him, the old lady's heart was full of joy, and she praised her good grandson, but the disgusting Wang Baoyu had goosebumps.

When I entered the back room, I saw two old men sitting inside, one was Meng Yaohui's grandfather, and the other old man looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The old man remembered Wang Baoyu and greeted, "Xiao Wang is here!" Sit down! ”

Wang Baoyu thought about it again, and finally remembered who this old man was, isn't this Li Shaofeng, the former president of the Art Association! That famous great artist still has some friendship with Li Keren, but Li Keren is too high-minded and rarely has contact with these people.

"Teacher Li, you're here too!" Wang Baoyu was surprised.

"Grandpa Li." Meng Yaohui also said hello.

"Shaofeng and I are close friends, hehe, upstairs and downstairs." Meng Yaohui's grandfather smiled.

The old man turned his face to Meng Yaohui again and said: "Eldest grandson, you have done a good thing for your grandfather today, and brought Xiao Wang here. ”

"Thanks to Meng Lao's love." Wang Baoyu hurriedly said.

"Lao Meng, I really envy you, I can only stay at home because of these legs, and I can't go anywhere." Li Shaofeng said with a sigh.

Maybe it was because there were guests, Meng Yaohui didn't sit down and eat, but went to the kitchen to help grandma serve the dishes, Old Man Meng poured Wang Baoyu a glass of wine, greeted Li Shaofeng and said: "Shaofeng, since everyone is familiar with it, let's have a good drink tonight." ”

"Good!" Li Shaofeng readily agreed, raised his glass, and the three of them immediately toasted loudly.

"I seem to remember that Xiao Wang is the director of the county's political research office, right?" Li Shaofeng pondered.

"You underestimate this young man, he is now the deputy director of the Education Bureau." Old Man Meng said.

"It's the deputy director." Wang Baoyu smiled and corrected the old man's slip of the tongue.

"Yes, it's the deputy director." Old Man Meng said.

"Young and promising, with a bright future." Li Shaofeng couldn't help but praise, Wang Baoyu felt bitter when he heard it, his deputy director has become an idle position, where is there any future!

"Mr. Li's art has reached its peak, and I am really not worth mentioning in comparison." Wang Baoyu said modestly.

"Hehe, every time Shaofeng takes the initiative to give me a painting, I don't want it." Old Man Meng said with a smile, in the end, he was born as a soldier, he has a straight temperament, and it is unceremonious to hit others.

"If I have a machine gun in my house, you dare to grab it." Li Shaofeng said with a smile.

"Damn, don't look at Lao Tzu's age, you can still pick up a gun and fight little Japan, I want to ...... the eight-year Anti-Japanese War and the three-year civil war" As soon as he mentioned this, Old Man Meng began to get excited.

Wang Baoyu frowned painfully, knowing that the bittersweet memories of the tirade were coming again, but fortunately, not long after the old man Meng spoke, Meng Yaohui came in with the dishes and interrupted his grandfather's words: "Grandpa, I can memorize these things, and the heroes don't mention the courage of the year." ”

"Your grandfather, I'm not bad now! You bastards, the old man will be annoyed if he says a few more words! Old Man Meng said unhappily.

"Grandpa, I don't bother you, I still want to compile your heroic deeds when you were young and publish a book. Grandpa, when will you transfer me to the city, I can accompany you every day! Meng Yaohui took the opportunity to put forward conditions.

"I'm going to ask your uncle, I don't care." Old Man Meng said.

"Grandpa, my uncle's temper is either criticized or scolded when he sees me, and I am so scared that I don't even dare to call him." Meng Yaohui pouted and pretended to be pitiful, and Wang Baoyu only felt more goosebumps on his body when he saw it.

Grandma Meng Yaohui also came out with the dishes, and said helpfully: "That's it, if you have time, talk about the tide, don't show the child's face at every turn, you see Yaohui is scared, the little face doesn't even have a positive color." What is worse than others? The tide is a dead brain! ”

"Grandpa, if I get to the city, I'll move in with you and grandma." Meng Yaohui looked at the old man with a sincere face.

"I'll tell your uncle, what's the hurry." Old Man Meng said.

Wang Baoyu was jealous for a while, looking at Meng Yaohui, he was overindulgent and made a bad look, and he had to say that he was scared by his uncle, and he was always supported by his grandparents and uncles, how could he be like he was alone, and he had to rely on himself to fight hard in everything.

Of course, Wang Baoyu is also a person with a backstage, her mother Liu Yuling is a well-known entrepreneur in Pingchuan City, and her stepfather Wang Yifu is the secretary of the political and legal committee, but Wang Baoyu has no good impression of her stepfather, and she refuses to recognize this mother.

"Baoyu, how is your work here?" Old Man Meng asked.

Wang Baoyu showed a bitter face, briefly told what happened recently, and emphasized that he was an idle job, which can be called a talent and difficult to achieve.

Old Man Meng frowned slightly, and said, "I have time to talk to the second child about this matter, let him pay more attention to it, and adjust his position well." ”

"Meng Lao, thank you so much." Wang Baoyu said happily.

"Shaofeng, don't be idle, didn't you hear that Secretary Wang has always wanted your paintings? Send a dozen to him and speak for Baoyu. Old Man Meng turned his head to Li Shaofeng and said.

"A dozen? Burn it as firewood! Li Shaofeng retorted dissatisfiedly.

"Hehe, one will do." Old Man Meng said again.

"Now not only can I not do my legs, but my hands are often trembling, I often can't hold my pen, and my painting level is not high." Li Shaofeng is obviously refusing, you must know that with such a big wrist as them, they will not easily give away calligraphy and paintings.

"Don't play sloppy with me, the loess is buried to the neck, and there is a fart for holding those paintings, hurry up and bring it, it's okay in general! If your hands are trembling, draw a picture of shrimp fishing in the rain, and make sure you can't see it. "Old Man Meng didn't listen to that.

"Lao Meng, it's not like you don't know, my paintings are easy not to give away." Li Shaofeng said in a low voice with a difficult face.

"Then why did you give it to me, did you give it to me because of the bad drawings?" Old Man Meng said with a smile.

"I gave you a painting, because you won't give it away easily." Li Shaofeng said urgently.

Wang Baoyu understands Li Shaofeng's mentality very well, he is the most artist, and he is most afraid that his works will depreciate because he has too many people, which he deeply understands in Li Keren.

"Don't grind, you can do this, or I'll sell all your paintings to the tattered ones." Old Man Meng sneered.