Boundless Sky

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Time passed by little by little, and in the blink of an eye, five or six years had passed.

In the past few years, Cheng Hao has participated in the imperial examination twice in a row, but both of them failed in Sun Shan, and the status of Jinshi seems to be still far away from him.

Gradually, the neighbors around became acquainted with Cheng Hao, a down-and-out man who has tried and failed. People would often come to sit in the grocery store and comment on Cheng Hao's calligraphy and paintings from time to time. The look of face.

After all, he is a master of Juren. Although he is nothing in the capital, if he is placed in a foreign county, he is still a person of status. It is indeed a shocking thing for them, a family of merchants, to be able to become friends with a Juren. proud thing.

In the evening of that day, after Cheng Hao had dinner with the shop owner, Cheng Hao started painting as usual. The old man was watching with a smile on his face. Although the dim oil lamp was not bright, the shop was very warm and ordinary. Comfortable, without any waves.

The old man is getting older, and his energy is not as good as before. After looking at it for a while, he got up and went back to bed in his own room. Cheng Hao has long been accustomed to this, and is immersed in the painting by himself. It seems that only in this way can he To wear away the sadness that has been tried and failed in his heart.

While painting, a gust of wind chime sounded, and the door of the shop was pushed open. A little girl with braids, a red coat, and a wind chime in her hand cautiously opened the door and leaned over to take a look.

The little girl glanced at Cheng Hao timidly, but was quickly attracted by the scrolls on the surrounding walls, and said timidly: "Uncle, these are all drawn by you, they are so beautiful, can you give me a picture?" Is it?"

Cheng Hao smiled, stopped the paintbrush in his hand, walked to the wall, and took down one of the scrolls.

In this scroll, there is a big golden Buddha lying in the starry sky, with his palms folded, exuding golden light, it seems to be the center of the universe, and the surrounding stars are all revolving around him.

"This is a big Buddha that my uncle often dreamed about in his dreams. It is called Amitabha Buddha in the past. I will give it to you!"

The little girl didn't understand the big Buddha in the painting, but the golden Buddha statue was very beautiful. After receiving the scroll, she immediately smiled and said to Cheng Hao, "Thank you uncle, I'm from the shop next door, and my name is Lan Cai'er !"

As she spoke, the girl quickly ran out of the shop and shouted loudly: "Father, mother, look quickly, this is given to me by my uncle."

Cheng Hao stood up and walked to the door, only to see a man and a woman coming out of a shop opposite, the man hugged the girl with a smile, and after taking the picture scroll, his eyes lit up immediately, and then he looked up at Cheng Hao. Come on, hesitated for a while, approached with a picture scroll, and said, "Children are ignorant, brother, how much is this thing?"

"It's just a painting. I painted it myself. The child likes it. Just keep it. It's not worth a lot of money!"

Cheng Hao waved his hands with a smile, and then asked, "Are you new here? Haven't you seen it before?"

"Yes, I just rented this shop yesterday to sell some cloth and start a small business!" The man nodded with a smile, "By the way, I heard from the neighbors that you are still a master, you can follow It is our honor to have you as our neighbor!"

Cheng Hao shook his head involuntarily, "What kind of master is not a master, it's just a mess, it's not worth mentioning!"

"Brother, I was joking. As you, if you leave the capital, you can definitely live a good life outside, but it seems that you have great ambitions in your heart. If you don't win the Jinshi, you won't return home!"

"Hehe, what kind of lofty ambitions are there? It's just that there are no relatives in my hometown. It's the same wherever I live, and I've stayed here for a long time, and I'm too lazy to change places."

Having said that, Cheng Hao lost interest, waved his hands, and then walked towards the grocery store, "By the way, you just came here, if you need to buy something, you can come to the store to get it, it's all neighbors, not expensive !"

"Okay, it means I'm visiting your place!" The middle-aged man smiled heartily, and walked towards his shop with his daughter in his arms.

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Since that day, every time Cheng Hao was free to write and paint, there was another spectator in the store.

In addition to the old man who is already a little awkward to walk, there is also a little girl with shofar braids, like the most loyal fan, holding her pretty little cheeks, looking at Cheng without blinking. Hao's every move.

Life is like clear water. Although it is flat, it is peaceful and stable, without waves or surprises.

As the days passed, Cheng Hao passed the imperial examination again, but still failed to be a Jinshi. He had long been accustomed to this result, perhaps because he was used to this kind of ordinary and stable life, and he even had some vague expectations. Gold list title.

In the evening, Cheng Hao put down the paintbrush in his hand, and the old man who was becoming more and more stooped also got up and went back to the house. At this point, that girl Caier came over.

"Uncle, old man, I brought you food!"

Already ten years old, Lan Cai'er, who grew up more and more freshly, looked like a little adult, carrying a wooden food box with a smile, and came to the grocery store in a few steps with small steps.

"Uncle, my parents have gone to stock up. Today's rice is made by Cai'er herself. It's a little mushy. You can just make it up."

In the past few years, this girl Cai'er has often taken paintings and calligraphy from Cheng Hao. In reciprocation, Cai'er's parents would bring them meals every meal time, which saved Cheng Hao a lot of trouble, and he was very satisfied with it.

The three of them sat around the dining table, and while eating, they listened to Cai'er talking about their happiness or unhappiness.

"Uncle, I'm only ten years old this year, and someone has come to my house to propose marriage. Do you think they are sick?"

Cai'er was a little depressed, because she came to Cheng Hao's place to study calligraphy and painting every day. After a long time, she also learned a lot of characters. Occasionally, under Cheng Hao's guidance, she could draw a few good pictures. For a while, Cai'er The reputation of that talented girl spread throughout the suburbs of Beijing.

Because of this, some matchmakers couldn't wait to come to propose marriage after Cai'er just turned ten this year. Although her parents dismissed many matchmakers on the grounds that the girl was too young, it seems that this trend will not stop in the future up.

"Hehe, there's no way around it. The female college is supposed to be married. Besides, Cai'er is so beautiful and talented. Who wouldn't be tempted by a young man?" Cheng Hao swallowed the rice in his mouth and teased casually.

"Uncle... Even you make fun of me!"

Lan Cai'er blushed slightly, and then looked at Cheng Hao curiously, hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"Just say what you want, I'll hold you back!" Looking at Cai'er's flushed little face, Cheng Hao felt a little funny.

"Then I'll just say... Uncle, you are already thirty years old, why don't you have a family yet?"