Chapter 272

the second day. Granny Liu prepared a big breakfast for Fu Xiaoqian. After breakfast. Grandfather Liu took her with him. Back to that cold home again.

She said. She wants to be their granddaughter all her life. I want to treat them well all my life.

Granny Liu said with tears. "Child. We treat you well. It's not for something in return. You granddaughter. We'd like to admit it. It's difficult. I'm looking for my grandparents. "

That morning, too. Fu Xiaoqian painted a picture. As a gift to two old people.

It's a little girl. Standing by a big tree. Watching some students go to school happily with their children on their backs. But she can only one person secretly wipe tears.

Grandfather Liu looked at the picture. It's natural to understand the pain hidden in the child's heart. So I went to Fu Yanbing to have a good "talk" with Wang Yan. Wait for the old man to leave. You can't get away with a fight. But it has really achieved certain results. She went to school as she wished.

Liao Zhenbo stands in front of the wall. Looking up at the full of words and paintings. I was suddenly moved. Just got in touch. He was moved by the old man's true feelings.

Stand in front of the picture. Fu Xiaoqian wanted to test Liao Zhenbo. "Guess what."

I can't guess. Even herself. If not often. It should have been forgotten. Not to mention a Liao Zhenbo. Although he knows himself well. But after growing up, Fu Xiaoqian is quite different from her childhood.

It was Fu Xiaoqian who gave up first. "Come on, don't guess. It's a bit boring. "

Liao Zhenbo doesn't think so. He has one hand around his chest. The other hand is on the chin. Gently scraping back and forth. He is really thinking and analyzing. "The painting should be dated back to some time."

That's right. So long. Of course, it's the last decade.

But in so many paintings of the past. Guess which one came from her. It's also very difficult. Although it's eye-catching. But it's also mixed with a lot of children's paintings.

"I want to know which painting comes from my Xiaoqian." Grandfather Liu is carrying his hand. Big teapots of the same age stand beside them. Also smiling at the wall full of guests left by the handwriting.

Grandfather Liu is really nostalgic. Just from the big teapot in his hand. A lot of patches have been made up for the big and small ones. Such antiques. It's hard to find such an age.

Liao Zhenbo's first sight is the big teapot in grandfather Liu's hand. That's the way to look at people. His eyes are too firm and indifferent. There was no sign that he was hesitating in the face of something he was not sure about. His voice was affirmative. "Yes."

"Xiaoqian's painting has been hanging in my shop for the longest time." Grandfather Liu was afraid that Liao Zhenbo didn't guess and was disappointed. Well meaning in the side to remind.

"Grandfather." Fu Xiaoqian stopped grandfather Liu's words immediately. Shake your head to stop him from giving too many hints. She didn't care if she could guess. I want to see how much Liao Zhenbo knows about her. She knows it's hard to do that.

"Good, good, good. Grandfather didn't prompt. Don't prompt. " Grandfather Liu also came from his youth. I also know that this is some of the interests of little lovers. He was about to turn away with the big teapot. Leave this space for little lovers.

But he hasn't turned yet. Liao Zhenbo's firm voice sounded behind him. "I know."

He said this. On the contrary, it held the pace of grandfather Liu's departure. He was also interested. I want to know how Liao Zhenbo knows. I want to see if this young man is talking big. He turned back. She picked her eyebrows. Looking at Liao Zhenbo with great interest. Answer the last sentence gently. "Oh." The tail tune rises slightly. The sound line is elongated. Obviously, he didn't believe that Liao Zhenbo was telling the truth.

The same. Fu Xiaoqian also did not believe it. But she is also very clear that Liao Zhenbo never says anything that is not sure.

"Then tell me. Which picture is it? "

In the expression that neither of them believed very much. Liao Zhenbo is still calm. He was in no hurry to answer. On the contrary, in front of grandfather Liu. Bend over Fu Xiaoqian's ear. Asked in a low voice. "I guessed right. What's in it for you. "

It doesn't matter that this sentence just sounds like this. It's just that the environment is not right now. Besides, an old man respected by Fu Xiaoqian was standing beside him. It seems a bit out of date.

Fu Xiaoqian turned her eyes and glared at him. I pulled my face. He replied unhappily. "Whatever. Guess or not. "

You're about to leave. Liao Zhenbo seems to have known for a long time that she would have such a reaction. She immediately took her hand. Pull her into your arms. "Good. I'll show you at once. "

Good looking. The slender hand raised in front of Fu Xiaoqian. Point to the picture in the middle of the wall. "This is it." His tone was firm and positive.

"How did you guess that?"

"How did you guess that?"

Two voices were heard at the same time. It's a secret of their disbelief. The voice of the old man seems to be more of a trace of approval. But Fu Xiaoqian's is more moved."It's not a guess." Liao Zhenbo's voice rings behind Fu Xiaoqian. But it is a little bit of imperceptible unhappiness.

Guess.

Liao Zhenbo doesn't like the word. Because he never likes to do things that are not sure. So he never had to guess. He only does some analysis.

There is a heavy sadness in this painting. Not long ago, he learned from Liao Guodong about Fu Xiaoqian's past and life experience. Plus that big tree. There is also a little girl's rare maturity and strength. Nothing but outlines the hardships that Xiaofu Xiaoqian has suffered since she was a child.

A child who grew up with his parents. Even if the poor life. I don't have the heart. I'm not willing to let my children suffer like this. There is not a single adult in her painting. She has been called to show her loneliness.

There are all kinds of signs. This is the work of Fu Xiaoqian.

"I didn't expect that. You were so talented when you were a kid. That's why I'll take every painting. It's so well portrayed. " Liao Zhenbo is the man in his arms. Hold it tight. It's a little tighter. How he wanted to rub Fu Xiaoqian into his body. Embedded in your own soul. So no one can hurt her again.

"It's true. My family Xiaoqian has been gifted since she was a child. It's just a pity... " Years go by years. An old man who has gone through the hardships of the world. There is no longer the sentimentality of young people. But every time he mentioned Fu Xiaoqian's childhood. He could not help but secretly wipe his tears. It's like this time. He put down his big teapot, which witnessed the changes of time. Pull up the corner. He turned around and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

Grandfather Liu's choking. Fu Xiaoqian felt it. Liao Zhenbo also saw it.

So. He gently released the person in his arms. Fu Xiaoqian hurried to grandfather Liu's side. He put his hands around grandfather Liu's tearful hands. "Grandfather. With you and grandma by my side. I've always had a good time She wanted to say. Tell the old man not to be sad. But the words didn't come out in time. On the contrary, I can't speak any more.

It's like time and space are still. Both men were silent.

On the contrary, grandfather Liu reacted first. There is no turning back. I'm afraid that I'll ruin this rare and warm moment. Patted Fu Xiaoqian's hands. "Good. Good. You have a good time. Grandpa is happy. Happy. You're talking. Grandfather is going to make tea for you He bent to lift the big teapot and turned. This time I really left. I left this wonderful moment to two young people.

"Good old man." Liao Zhenbo took a few steps towards Fu Xiaoqian. The voice rang out behind Fu Xiaoqian.

Fu Xiaoqian followed the old man's voice. There was silence. A long time later. Just nodded. "Well. The world is warm. "

It seems to have come out of the mood just now. I changed into a smile again. Turn around and take Liao Zhenbo's hand. "Come on. Don't let grandfather Liu and grandmother Liu wait for a long time. "

Grandfather Liu and grandmother Liu really regard Fu Xiaoqian as their own granddaughter. The granddaughter has a lover. They have the responsibility to explain something to the young people. So granny Liu took out her delicacies from her room. It's on the table. Grandfather Liu also put down the big teapot. Sit at the table and wait for their two young men to come.

Two old people are sitting on one side of the table. I'm sitting in danger. Even joking Liu's face. Can show serious expression. When Fu Xiaoqian and Liao Zhenbo came over. I had to sit in front of them.

Is it just a coincidence. Or is it specially arranged by these two old people.

What do you think. It's like trying to torture Liao Zhenbo.

For such a posture. Fu Xiaoqian, who has always been sensitive, is somewhat embarrassed. She asked the old man. "Grandfather Liu. You're not going to make tea

"No. Let the guests do it themselves. " Grandfather Liu replied.

"This girl. I have no conscience. This has a husband to start to dislike us these old people Granny Liu opened her mouth. That's the end of it. The expression you just forced. It seems that the old man is paving the way for the effect of this sentence.

"No way." On the contrary, Fu Xiaoqian was a little embarrassed. The corner of his eye secretly glances at Liao Zhenbo.

In contrast, Liao Zhenbo. It's much calmer than her. He took a small sip from his cup. It's like enjoying the taste of this tea. He closed his eyes slightly. White, clean fingers. Holding the teapot of the past. It's like a natural painting.

"Good. It's human. " As he slowly opened his eyes. Spit out a word gently. It's his evaluation of the tea.

A few words. It is Liao Zhenbo's highest evaluation of a thing.

Liao Zhenbo has tasted so many delicacies in the world. There was never anything that would interest him like that. I'll hook him again and taste it again. Except for the food cooked by Fu Xiaoqian. Then the rest is the tea made by grandfather Liu.