The leisurely life of rebirth

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Fang Monan was tinkering and making arrangements in the kitchen, while the two little guys were practicing calligraphy in the study.

Ni Baohong and the others looked at the two little guys standing, their little faces tense, serious and solemn, and they wrote every stroke with such seriousness.

When it comes to calligraphy, Ni Baohong and the others really haven't practiced much. When they were young, they happened to catch up with the great turmoil. There were still serious classes in school. The elders in the family suffered misfortune and misfortune. They became wild children without anyone to care about them.

, fights have become a common occurrence.[

'Didi...' Ni Baohong's phone rang. Holding the phone in his hand, he walked forward in two steps and pressed the call button.

Li Yi was also the eldest brother. The phone kept ringing and he also went to answer the phone.

Liuzi stood alone at the desk, watching the two little guys writing big characters. He had really learned calligraphy. Firstly, he was not in good health and could not go to school. Secondly, there were elders at home to teach him, so among the three of them, he was the most learned.

Highest.

Calligraphy has a long history. Its upright and dignified structure, graceful lines, different styles of postures, and profound artistic conception show the breadth and depth of culture. It has lasted for five thousand years and has not faded day by day. It has its own merits.

Its everlasting vitality.

Liu Zi was sitting in the leather chair behind the desk, looking at the two children. His basic skills were very solid. Within one stroke, the edges were ups and downs, but he wanted to be straight.

It is Pingzheng, which reminded Liuzi of what Sun Guoting, a calligrapher and calligraphy theorist of the Tang Dynasty, said when he was learning calligraphy: "When you first learn distribution, you should seek Pingzheng. Once you know Pingzheng, you must pursue danger and danger. Once you can make danger, return to danger."

Pingzheng. In the beginning, it was said to be unreachable, in the middle, it was passed, and later it was called Tonghui. By the time of Tonghui, both people and letters were old."

A few words describe the arduous process of learning from beginners to advanced levels. Returning to peace does not mean being straight at first, but returning to nature.

"Well written! How long have you been practicing?" Liu Zi's black eyes showed a hint of smile, looking at the two little cubs who were just a little taller than the desk, and asked curiously.

"It's been a year." The second girl said without raising her head. "The writing is not good. It's not as good as Sister Nan's writing. Grandpa Lin's writing is not as good! It's better than Sister Nan's!"

"Oh!" Liuzi raised his eyebrows lightly.

Dabao thought he didn't believe it, so he said, "It's in the medicine box, you can take a look."

Liuzi shook his head in a funny way, his clear black eyes filled with smiles. He found the prescription prescribed by Fang Monan from the medicine box. She wrote it in small letters, which made it clear for everyone to see the names of the medicinal materials on it.

, unlike the old Chinese medicine doctors who prescribe medicine as if it were from heaven, pretending to be unfathomable.

Fang Monan's small regular script is as vivid as a flying giant playing in the sea. The brush strokes are round, graceful, straight and neat, and the strokes are vivid and emotional; the points want to be sharp and round, the points want to be pointed and sharp, and the bends want to be square and inner.

The outer circle is round, with hooks that are half curved and half straight. Throughout the text, the characters are well-proportioned, so that the Qi flows naturally through them. It looks like a string of pearl necklaces, full of energy. It is graceful and graceful, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, with a deep and serene rhyme.

The Zen philosophy of cleansing the mind and entering tranquility overflows between the lines.

Seeing words is like seeing people. Liuzi was surprised at how she could have a clear and peaceful heart at such a young age. One flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi. There is a touch of Zen in the words, a kind of calmness of relief, and a kind of understanding.

The tranquility, a kind of open-mindedness with great love hidden in the heart. Let Liu Zi observe it, it brings him a kind of sweetness after the slight bitterness, and the aftertaste evokes a touch of happiness. One drop, two drops, drip into the bottom of the heart, and condense

into trivial memories.

Give someone a rose, and the fragrance will linger in your hands.

"Hey! What are you looking at!" Ni Baohong didn't turn on the phone for two days in a row. As soon as she turned on the phone, the phone kept ringing and the phone kept answering. "Hey! This word is well written. It looks pleasing to the eye and feels comfortable." He nodded.

He put his head on Liuzi's shoulder and said, "Whoever wrote it is better than me."

Liuzi patted him on the head with his hand and said, "Don't use your stupid words to embarrass yourself." He folded the prescription and put it back in the medicine box.

Ni Baohong sneered and watched him put the words into the medicine box. Hey! His eyes widened, "It was written by a little girl."

"Look, both of their writings are better than yours." Liuzi pointed at Dabao and Erya, with cute little faces on their faces, they carefully prepared the post and drew red.[

Ni Baohong walked to the desk, looked at it, and laughed dryly, "Hey... I don't have the patience to sit there for hours."

Liuzi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Actually, you practice martial arts for several hours at a time."

"Same, cultivate yourself." Dabao put down his brush and rubbed his wrists. The fight just now would not have healed so quickly if Sister Nan hadn't applied medicated oil and massaged it.

"You are a kid." Ni Baohong rubbed his head, thinking about what happened this morning, his eyes suddenly shrank, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"Hey! Your faces look all healed!" Ni Baohong pulled Liu Zi and pointed at the two little guys' faces. They were obviously no longer swollen, their skin color was normal, and the corners of their mouths seemed to be much better.

Erya put down the brush and rolled up his trouser legs. The frightening bruises and bruises on his fair legs were gone and they were back to normal.

"So fast!" Liu Zi squatted down in disbelief and poked with his finger. He raised his eyes and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Erya shook her head, "It doesn't hurt!" Then she bent down and put down her trousers, and jumped twice more, "It doesn't hurt!"

Dabao looked at the two of them stupidly and said, "What's so strange about this? Otherwise, why would we dare to compete with you!"

"It's not because Sister Nan is here that I recover quickly!" Erya blinked and said playfully.

"If this medicine can be mass-produced, it will definitely sell well." Liu Zi rubbed his chin and calculated.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible." Fang Monan, who came in and asked them to go out for dinner, shook his head and said calmly.

"Why?" Liu Zi thought that Fang Monan was unwilling, and anxiously wanted to continue to persuade Fang Monan.

"It's useless, the cost is too high." Fang Monan named several medicines.

Liu Zi stopped eating. Not to mention whether he had heard of it or not, just a few of the names of the medicines he knew were worth a fortune. No wonder they are so effective!

"Let's go! Eat!" Fang Monan came over to urge them to eat in the restaurant.

Fang's mother went to the development zone to go through the formalities after breakfast. She just called and said she wouldn't be here at noon. If Fang's mother was here, the two little ones wouldn't dare to be so 'crazy'.

Lunch is served with Western food. The exquisite dishes are placed on exquisite porcelain, which complement each other and impact your senses. The alluring aroma seduce your taste buds.

Foie gras platter with whiskey, maple syrup, cinnamon rhubarb root sauce

As the "King of Delicious Food" in France, foie gras is as plump as a noble lady, and every bite excites the taste buds. Served with rhubarb root sauce, it is refreshing, sweet, and not greasy at all.

potato salad

The smoked salmon has a refreshing texture that melts in your mouth, and the dense potato salad is addictive. If you are not careful, this generous sandwich falls into your stomach.[

Rhubarb tart, chocolate mousse

The refreshing rhubarb root tart, the sweet and ambiguous chocolate mousse, a wonderful taste that no one can refuse, and a French romance begins.

"Tsk tsk... It's a pleasure to see you eating. Not to mention, you seem to have been living abroad for a long time." Liuzi looked at Fang Monan and the three of them, skillfully using wine and food during the meal, and elegantly

Dining etiquette, the correct use of tableware and drinking utensils. It is more elegant and charming than the Western dining etiquette seen in Western restaurants in Beijing.

Dabao, Erya said, "We were born in the United States. Sister Nan stayed in the United States for three years."

"Oh! That's it." Liuzi said.

Ni Baohong's black eyes were half-closed, hiding the thoughts in his eyes, and he was eating the porridge in front of him seriously. He knew everything about Fang Monan clearly. Of course, he regarded her as an 'enemy' at that time, and no one had ever let him eat such a big meal.

Unfortunately, this hatred is not a gentleman's, so after the ban was lifted, he found someone to investigate everything on Fang Monan's surface. Unexpectedly, it would end like this. He drank the porridge, curled up the corners of his mouth, and laughed.

"Hey! What are you laughing at? Have fun!" Li Yi put down his knife and fork and continued, "Tell me what you have to say and share it."

"Nothing? The little girl has a serious medical background and a doctorate in medicine." Ni Baohong put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, picked up the napkin and pursed her lips.

"What?" Liuzi and Li Yi both raised their eyebrows. They hadn't asked each other personal questions for several days together. No wonder they always felt something was wrong. It turns out they were here! It was the beginning of the middle school term, and she was actually wandering around here.

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"You know it quite clearly! You must have spent a lot of time checking it out!" Fang Monan put down his knife and fork, lazily picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. His eyes were as deep as cold stars, shining like gems inlaid.

On his smooth face, there was a leisurely smile on his face. "Have you figured out how to deal with me?"

"Hehe... how could that be possible!" Ni Baohong smiled awkwardly and said in an awkward manner, "We wouldn't know each other without fighting, and we wouldn't know each other without fighting. You are my savior now, it's not too late to be grateful!"

"Humph!" Fang Monan said with a smile, it would be best to be able to turn conflicts into friendship. As a rule of thumb, let those who oppose you understand you, let those who understand you support you, let those who support you be loyal to you, and let those who are loyal to you

Defend you. Allow someone to dislike you, but don’t let them hate you. If they hate you, make them afraid of you.

After the meal, Fang Monan and the others appeared on the terrace. The flowers were blooming in spring, the sun was shining brightly, and there was no wind. The sun shone warmly on people, the sky was blue and blue, with a hint of clarity, and the scenery of Chengdu was panoramic. This was

There are not many high-rise buildings, and you can clearly see the connection between heaven and earth, which is a unique experience.

The waiter brought coffee and tea, and I took a sip of the tea. It was so comfortable. I climbed up to enjoy the view and relax.

A few people chatted again and made some jokes. Most of them asked Fang Monan how he had such a smart head. Fang Monan just laughed and said nothing. Several people started to turn their guns and try to get as many shots from Dabao as possible.

Erya and the others used clichés, from which we can get a glimpse of one and two.

It's all a waste of effort, no one knows this girl's body or her old heart.

It turns out that there are no real geniuses. Seeing how the little guy has a full schedule and studies so hard, you can also imagine how much effort it took for her to reach the height of Fang Monan. (To be continued. If you like this work,

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