The moon shadow is hazy reflected on the shimmering water surface, and the breeze blows gently. It is rare for the moonlit festival, and Zhou Heng is in a bad mood.

Chen Ao was recommended by him and his representative player. At first, Zhou Heng still had a little confidence in him, but seeing him casually outlining a few strokes and handing over the paper, wow, he was casually and handsome and cool.

"This guy is thicker than this young man, and he can still laugh now." Zhou Heng shook his skeleton and wanted to go over and beat Chen Ao up: "It's over, it seems that Zhao Wenqing will win the first game."

Unexpectedly, Chun'er put the painting in front of her wife, but the lady exclaimed, looking at Chen Ao indecisively, as if it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Zhou Heng stretched his neck to look at it. Chen Ao's paintings were indeed simple. He roughly outlined a few strokes, and the wonder was that these strokes were very charming. One stroke outlined the outline of a steep peak, while the other strokes circled a few clouds at the foot of the mountain.

"The clouds are at the foot of the mountain. How high is this mountain?" Zhou Heng cheered, his face turned cloudy and clear, and said, "This mountain is higher than Hengshan. It would be nice if there are clouds at the peak of Hengshan. Haha... Mom, this time it was Chen Aoying."

Zhou Heng thought to himself: "Good boy, it turns out that this guy has played this trick. He is smart, although he is a little worse than this young master."

The lady's face was a little gloomy. She did not have the impression of Chen Ao as good as Zhao Wenqing. However, this time it was Chen Aoying, so she had to say, "Chen Aoying."

Chen Ao said with a reserved look: "Madam loves you, but the young man is so frightened." But he felt very proud.

Zhao Wenqing went to look at the painting in disbelief, and immediately lost his color and his face became paler.

However, he really lost nothing to say. Although Hengshan was majestic, Chen Ao took a different approach and drew the clouds at the foot of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there were clouds. You can imagine how high the mountain is, even ten Hengshan Mountains could not compare.

Chun'er doesn't care who has the best paintings. Anyway, she is very happy to know that Chen Ao won.

Miss Zhou and the man beside him also went over to look at the painting. The man snorted coldly, obviously very disdainful. However, Miss Zhou showed a little appreciation, but it was just a little bit.

"Ahem... the first match is Chen Aoying." Director Zhao announced his achievements with a bad expression and continued: "The second round is compared to a poem. Today is the birthday of the wife, so I will celebrate my birthday as the title."

Zhao Wenqing lost his horse and was eager to show his feelings. He hurriedly said: "I am as blessed as the slope of the East Sea, and the sun is approaching the green pines in the south. I will pick the jade flowers to celebrate my birthday. The music is full of beautiful music."

He spoke very quickly, and he wrote the poem in one go.

The lady quickly smiled and said, "Okay." The good word is naturally a compliment, and it also means to encourage Zhao Wenqing.

Cheating, it’s not natural. Chen Ao was extremely sad and angry. This scholar said to him, and even Cao Zhi didn’t have the ability to do so. But people blurted out that they had already known the topic, and some people leaked the topic.

It seems that scholars are still very popular these days, but the national certification is different. The wife is full of passion when she sees Zhao Wenqing's appearance.

"It seems like I have to take out my trump card." Chen Ao felt that he had been treated unfairly, which was very hurtful of his self-esteem. He forced a smile and said calmly: "This woman is not a human..."

As soon as Chen Ao finished speaking, he felt a strong murderous aura emitted from the pavilion, which was strange.

The lady's face could no longer be slouched, and she casually tried to catch pastries with a tiger face. Zhou Heng was stunned, and Chun'er stared at her big eyes and had not yet reacted. A sneer appeared on Zhao Wenqing and Director Zhao's faces. Even the always calm Miss Zhou couldn't help but frowned.

"What a courageous person, you dare to slander your wife!" Master Zhao took the opportunity to stand up, his face was very sad, angry and protective of his master, and he wished he could trample Chen Ao to death immediately.

Chen Ao smiled slightly and said, "The Nine Heavens Fairy descended to the mortal world..."

After this sentence fell, the murderous aura suddenly turned into joy, and even the wife's face finally eased, thinking to herself: "It turns out that I am compared to a fairy, so I am not a human being."

Chen Ao continued: "All children and grandchildren are thieves..."

With the preparation of the previous one, everyone was no longer as upset as before. They were smiling and looking forward to the next sentence. However, Zhou Heng's face looked very bad, and he said in his heart: "This guy called me a thief in broad daylight, wow... I can't stand it."

Chen Ao finally said: "Stealed the peaches to serve the closest relatives."

"Okay..." Liu Wen and his ministers applauded together, very happy and proud. On the contrary, the uncle and nephew Zhao and Zhao Wenqing had a little bad expression.

The lady couldn't help laughing, and Chun'er hurriedly went to hand him tea. The lady beside her also smiled, which was more charming than she was just now.

"Okay, okay, okay..." The lady said three good words in a row, two more good words than Zhao Wenqing's evaluation.

Chen Ao frowned at Zhou Heng who had just come back to his taste. Zhou Heng then woke up. Thinking of Chen Ao's advice to him before, he quickly knelt under his mother's knees and said, "Children offer her birthday gift to her mother."

He took out a peach in his arms and took out a half-large peach: "Although this peach is not as good as a peach, it was stolen from the peach forest of Lingyin Temple. Today, through the awesome poems, I wish my mother a long life better than the southern mountain."

A happy smile suddenly appeared on the lady's face. She looked at her son with great care and took Taozi: "I like it very much."

Zhou Heng became even more excited: "Oh, my mother didn't know that when the child stole the peach, he was discovered by monks. Those monks let the dog chase him. The child ran a little slower and was about to be caught up with the dog."

The lady was already very moved when she held the half-baked peaches and said angrily: "There is no shortage of peaches in the mansion, and you silly kid can steal it."

Zhou Heng smiled happily, all this was naturally Chen Ao's arrangement. Chen Ao asked him to steal peaches, and he just wanted to help him, and asked him to bring peaches today, and he hid them closely. Unexpectedly, Chen Ao deliberately used him to meet the situation, but this one was good.

Master Zhao said: "Madam, it is very unfair to instigate the young master to steal peaches. If it is spread, I am afraid that I will laugh out loud."

The wife was also a little hesitant at this time. Her son's filial piety made her very pleased, but it was not necessary to steal peaches. If she scolded her, she would inevitably be cold to her son's filial piety. But if she let her go, she was afraid that Zhou Heng would be even more chaotic in the future. After hearing what happened to Director Zhao, the wife was frowning again.

Chen Ao said: "The words of Master Zhao are wrong. In Shen Ao's opinion, in life, whether you are an official or a thief, you will talk about the word "filial piety". It is not necessary for a young master to steal peaches, but filial piety alone is enough to cover up all flaws. If you always have benevolence and filial piety, then those who cannot do it in the world will not be able to do it, so filial piety is the first of all things."

The wife protected her short-term, and the hen nodded like a rice-pecking woman: "Yes, yes, filial piety is the first priority for all virtues. With filial piety, everything else is not a big deal." She thought to herself: "This Chen Ao doesn't seem to be useless either."

"So is Chen Ao winning this round?" Zhou Heng gave me rice soup, hoping that I would nod. In this way, Chen Ao won two games.

Director Zhao hurriedly said, "Madam, what Chen Ao said just now makes sense. But as far as poetry is concerned, Wen Qing's poem is obviously better. On the other hand, although Chen Ao's poem is quick, it lacks artistic conception."

The lady nodded: "Then this game will be considered as Wen Qing winning."

The wife also has a plan. Although her impression of Chen Ao has changed, she still wants to examine him again and decide on the candidate.

Chen Ao was very sad and angry, but he still had his back, so he said hypocritically: "Zhao Xiucai's poems are indeed better than mine, and I am convinced."

Zhao Wenqing felt that Chen Ao was sarcasticating him and sneered without saying a word.

"This kid hates this servant." Chen Ao noticed Zhao Wenqing's mentality.

The painting is Chen Aoying, and the poetry is Zhao Wenqing's Xiaosheng. Now the draw is the grand show yet, and the wife does not seem to be in a hurry. The copywriting and ink are removed, and the fruit and pastries are brought up. The wife waves to everyone: "I'm tired, eat some pastries first."

As he spoke, Chen Ao's eyes fell on the string of Buddhist beads held by his wife. The Buddhist beads were not eye-catching compared to the wife's family background, and they were a little shabby. But looking at the dark color of the Buddhist beads, they must be a common item for the wife.

As an art thief, fraud is Chen Ao’s most basic quality, and the requirement of fraud is to look at people and analyze the other person’s personality and preferences through each person’s subtleties.

Judging from the color of this Buddhist bead, it should be a few years old. If you are accused of the Buddhist bead, you can predict that the Buddhist bead is a gift given to your wife by an elder. If you look at the degree of cherishing it by the wife, you can determine that this elder is of great significance to the wife.

After ate the pastry, he said to his wife: "Madam, these Buddhist beads are so good. When my mother was still alive, there was a string of such Buddhist beads. What a pity..." Chen Ao showed a look of sorrow and stopped talking.

When others talk about what they cherish, they often show great interest. The lady smiled and said, "Oh? Your mother also has a string of such Buddhist beads? Yes, these Buddhist beads are not precious, and it is common for your mother to have them."

Chen Ao said: "It's a pity that my mother is no longer alive. It is my most cherished item. I buried it with my mother. Now when I think about it, I feel it is very inappropriate. If I keep it by my side, I can still see the things and miss my relatives."

The lady's eyes turned red and she said sadly: "Is that true? You should really leave it behind. You are not afraid of you making jokes. This string of Buddhist beads was also the dowry given to me by my mother when she got married. Unfortunately, my mother is no longer in this world. I remember that my family was poor at that time, and my mother loved this string of Buddhist beads the most. When I got married to this mansion, my mother could only marry her beloved Buddhist beads."

Everyone was very happy just now, but when they saw the wife's sad look, they couldn't laugh. The few treacherous officials all looked like they were betrayed.

Miss Zhou was the most surprised. Her mother had always been introverted. Why did she tell a man about such a thing today? She glanced at Chen Ao and said in her heart: "This person is very scheming."

Chen Ao said: "Did the wife come from a poor family? No wonder the wife is so good to her servants. After experiencing the sufferings of the world, she naturally understands the hardships of the servants."

Generally speaking, the wife's life experience is not a wealthy family, and many people are a little taboo when talking about this. The wife is also quite inferior, but she talks happily and attracts the topic to the wife's kindness. Not only does it not arouse her disgust, but it makes her suddenly feel a little proud. Although I am from a poor family, I am kind to others. I don't know how many good relationships I have accumulated, how bad is it compared to those rich ladies?

The lady was much more kind to Chen Ao, and asked Chen Ao where he read the book.

Chen Ao answered one by one, and they were perfunctory. As he spoke, the lady couldn't help but talk about Buddhist principles. This was her interest. Who knew Chen Ao also understood some Buddhism and explained some opinions according to her temperament. The lady smiled and kept nodding, saying, "Okay, okay, if you understand these great principles, your mind will not be bad." Then she said, "Where did you know these principles?"

Chen Ao said: "My mother was also a devout and trustworthy woman. She also gained some insights after hearing and hearing."

The lady nodded: "Yes, your mother must be a kind person."

Chen Ao said shamelessly: "When you meet your wife today, you will be as kind as if you meet your deceased mother."

The lady's eyes turned red again: "The same was true when the loving mother was alive. I married into the Duke's Mansion and planned to let the loving mother enjoy a few years of happiness, but she didn't expect..." She took out her handkerchief to wipe the tears at the corners of her eyes, which was very sad.

One of them asked, one answered, one recalled the past, and the other sighed. It seemed that a couple who forgot about their age actually forgot about the existence of the people around them, which made everyone very embarrassed, especially Zhao Wenqing. From the beginning to the end, the wife did not turn her attention to him.

The more the wife looked at Chen Ao, the more she felt like she was. Many of Chen Ao's words just hit the deepest part of her heart, making her remember many past events again.

After saying a lot, the lady noticed the people around her with red eyes, and then she smiled reservedly, and her eyes fell on Zhao Wenqing: "Be slow to treat Wenqing, Wenqing eat more pastries."

Zhao Wenqing looked gentle and nodded and said yes. At this moment, he was in a very uneasy. From the beginning, he vaguely occupied the top to Chen Ao's turnaround, from the time his wife first valued him to shifting more attention to Chen Ao, he had already had a premonition that if he could not take out his trump card, he would definitely lose in this competition.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenqing took out a brocade box from his sleeve without hesitation: "Mrs. On my birthday, I have no respect. Please accept some small gifts."

The lady probably felt that she was too enthusiastic about Chen Ao just now, so she neglected the child prodigy scholar, and smiled and went to pick up Jinhe and said, "Wenqing's family is not good, why bother spending money?"

Miss Zhou smiled and said, "Mother, why not open it and take a look."

The lady nodded and opened the brocade box under the gaze of everyone. A pair of dazzling pendants emitted a soft brilliance in the hazy light.

"Ah!" The lady's eyes lit up and she said happily: "I happened to be missing a pendant with clothes. I didn't expect Wen Qing to know so well."

Women all love ornaments, let alone pendants that suit their hearts. The lady gestured in her ear and asked Miss Zhou, "Ruoer, is this appropriate?"

Ms. Zhou said: "Mother, it's so decent, as if it's customized for her."

"Okay, very good, I will accept this gift." The lady showed a long-lost smile and put the pendant into the brocade box. She felt that she was not reserved enough, so she restrained her smile and said: "Master Zhao, I went to the warehouse to pay twenty coins to Wenqing. I will accept this gift, but I cannot make Wenqing spend money. Wenqing is also a sensible and miserable child."

The wife lacked a piece of clothing. Not only Zhou Heng knew about this, but also Master Zhao knew about it. Zhou Heng hoped that Chen Ao would give this gift to win the favor of his mother, but Chen Ao refused. Master Zhao also encouraged his nephew to give this gift. For this reason, he also posted a ten-man penis for Zhao Wenqing to prepare for it. Unexpectedly, it would have been effective. Looking at the wife's unconcealed smile, the uncle and nephew's hang heart finally let go half of it.

Zhao Wenqing said in fear: "The money spent was saved by Xiaosheng selling some calligraphy and paintings, but it was just a message of Xiaosheng's respect. How dare you ask for the wife's reward?"

The lady said, "If you have this intention, I will accept your love. You and Shen Ao are good kids."

Chen Ao coughed and then said, "Madam, Chen Ao has also prepared a gift to celebrate his wife."

The lady looked at Chen Ao with a smile, and the rest of the people were waiting. There were too many outstanding places in Chen Ao just now, and I wonder what other things he would take out to please his wife.

Chen Ao took out a small Buddha statue from his arms in front of everyone. The statue was covered with knife marks, obviously not yet completed. Chen Ao offered his hands and said, "I only realized that today is the wife's birthday two days ago, so time is in a hurry. I asked the wife to accept this statue of Guanyin Master."

This Buddha statue is not exquisite, but looks very rough, and the knife marks in many places are not flat. If Chen Ao had not said that it was Guanyin Master, I was afraid that those present would not recognize it without looking closely.

The lady was very happy: "Okay, okay, this is your wish, I like it very much." She took her hand, but her eyes fell on Shen Ao's hands, and her eyebrows were furrowed.

Chen Ao's hands were full of marks like Buddha statues, especially on the back of his hand, a clearly visible mark was scratched from the gap between his fingers and his wrist, which was shocking.

The lady's eyes were already red and she said, "What's wrong with your hand? Did she get hurt when she was carving a Buddha statue? Why is the silly child so unwilling to care about herself?"

The lady was completely moved. She liked Zhao Wenqing's gift. This is a woman's nature to love beauty. But a lucky person like her only likes the matching accessories. After all, this is just an embellishment. Where can I buy some money?

But Chen Ao’s gifts were different. Chen Ao gave not ordinary things, but his intention. This intention was very important, especially the hand full of scars and scars, which made the lady so moved that she couldn’t speak.

Sometimes, giving gifts does not require expensiveness. As long as you are sincere and do it with enough sincerity, it is a goose feather and an inconspicuous Buddha statue, which is enough to touch people's hearts.

Chen Ao imitated many sculptures of artworks, and he could easily capture a Buddha statue, but he did this on purpose, deliberately making a shallow mark in his hand, showing his sincerity. This sincerity is not measured by money. Especially for a person like his wife who is pampered and has never seen any treasures, but when he sees this Buddha statue, his view of Chen Ao is completely different.

The attention to Shen Ao's beautiful eyes was a little more pity and pity.

The lady wandered for a moment and said, "Master Zhao."

Chief Zhao hurriedly said, "What are the instructions of Madam?"

The wife said, "Go and get another ten cents of money to Wenqing when he arrives at the account so that he can study at home with peace of mind. He will always have high school next year."

The wife's words are self-evident. This book boy is inseparable from Zhao Wenqing. Speaking of which, the wife is kind-hearted. She rewarded Zhao Wenqing with a total of 30 stagnant coins, which is enough for Zhao Wenqing to spend a year. However, Zhao Wenqing's face was even paler at this moment. This is no longer a matter of money. If he loses to a servant, where can he put his face?

The road was already done, he reluctantly looked grateful and smiled, "Madam Xie." His smile was a little stiff.
Chapter completed!