reviewed the payment and found that the writer was actually Chu Lingtian.

"Your grandfather wrote it?" She was slightly surprised, but she was not surprised, after all, a person with an imposing personality like Chu Lingtian would definitely be able to write such a vigorous font.

"Well, in recent years, my grandfather has not been in good health, except for resting in the bedroom, the most he comes to is the study, and he often stays all day." Ye Kezi sighed, "He likes this Chinese character the most, he keeps writing, writing repeatedly, and only wrote a satisfactory one last year, which is the one you saw!" ”

"What does that mean?" Xu Yi stepped forward and looked carefully at the approval below, it was a poem by Bai Juyi, "Early Winter"-

"The weather in Jiangnan is good in October, and the poor winter scenery is like spring.

The frost is light and does not kill the grass, and the desert sand is dry at the beginning of the warm day.

The old leaves are yellow like tender trees, and the cold cherry branches are white flowers.

At this time, he was envious of the idlers and drunk, and the five horses had no reason to enter the restaurant. ”

She read it again and raised her eyebrows, and Ye Kezi on the side also frowned.

"I don't know, my grandfather has a cold and majestic personality, he rarely speaks, and we don't dare to ask!" She said, sighing, "But there must be a reason, grandpa's temper can't do one thing for no reason, including not handing you over to the presidential palace!" ”

Hearing this, Xu Yi turned to look at her, and felt surprised, it was a little strange that Old Man Chu actually helped her unconditionally before she met for the first time.

Ye Kezi's face was hot when she saw her, and her heart beat violently, knowing that Jing Yi didn't like her, but she still couldn't control her heart.

"You wait here for a while, I'll go out first......" she lowered her head and walked away quickly.

Xu Yi watched the door close, lowered her head and took a sip of tea, mellow oolong tea, tea leaves are superior, but she still can't get used to drinking it, so she put it aside.

She sat for a while, and after nearly half an hour, Chu Lingtian had not returned.

Xu Yi got up and continued to walk around the study, walked to the desk, and stared at the Chinese-style table in front of him, like a cultural relic from the Qing Dynasty, but the coffee-colored lacquer was relatively new, and it should be imitated.

However, looking at the texture of the wood, it is definitely expensive.

The desk is neatly cleaned and unstained, with inkstones, pen holders, and various types of brushes of different lengths hanging on the shelves, some painting and some writing calligraphy.

There are many kinds of brushes alone, including the best wolf's hair, deer hair, goose hair, and many unknown hair species.

It can be seen that the old man Chu loves the brush for ten minutes.

Xu Yi hooked his lips and looked around the room, full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, full of bookish atmosphere.

Finally, her eyes fell on the shelf to the left of her desk, which contained books, calligraphy and paintings, as well as antique vases, snuff bottles, and a pile of picture frames.

She walked over and roughly browsed through the picture frames, about twenty or thirty, of various sizes, the large ones were about ten inches, and the small ones were only three or four inches.

She leaned over and looked at the photos in those frames, almost all of them were old black and white photos, most of which should be photos of Old Man Chu when he was young.

Although his appearance has changed a lot, that kind of aura and majesty, I guessed that it was him at a glance!

Among them, there is only one color photo, which is very eye-catching, Xu Yi picked it up and found that it was a family photo.

There are six people in the photo, two elderly couples sitting on black leather sofas, about fifty or sixty years old, who are supposed to be the elders and parents of the family.