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    The old man lived on the third floor. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled the strong aroma of food. A white-haired old lady warmly greeted the two of them to change their shoes. Meng Yaohui even hugged her grandma coquettishly, saying that she missed her, and then held her hand.  She kissed the old man's face again and again. The old lady was filled with joy and kept praising her good grandson. However, Wang Baoyu was disgusted and got goosebumps all over her body.

    When I entered the back room, I saw two old men sitting inside. One was Meng Yaohui's grandfather. The other old man looked familiar, but couldn't remember it for a moment.

    The old man thought of Wang Baoyu and said, "Xiao Wang is here, sit down quickly."

    Wang Baoyu thought hard again, and finally remembered who this old man was. Wasn't he Li Shaofeng, the former president of the Art Association? That famous artist had some friendship with Li Keren, but Li Keren was too aloof and aloof.  Stop contacting these people.

    "Teacher Li, you are here too." Wang Baoyu said in surprise,

    "Grandpa Li." Meng Yaohui also said hello,

    "Shaofeng and I are close friends, hehe, we are still upstairs and downstairs." Meng Yaohui's grandfather smiled and said,

    The old man turned to Meng Yaohui again and said: "Grandson, you have done a good thing for grandpa today. You have brought Xiao Wang here. Last time we went to Xinjiang, we got along very well."

    "Thanks to Mr. Meng for your kindness." Wang Baoyu said quickly,

    "Lao Meng, I really envy you. Just because of my weak legs, I can only stay at home and can't go anywhere." Li Shaofeng sighed,

    Perhaps because there were guests, Meng Yaohui did not sit down to eat. Instead, he went to the kitchen to help grandma serve the dishes. Mr. Meng poured Wang Baoyu a glass of wine and called to Li Shaofeng: "Shaofeng, since everyone is familiar with us, let's go to the kitchen today."  Let¡¯s have a good drink tonight.¡±

    "Okay." Li Shaofeng agreed readily, raised his glass, and the three of them immediately drank loudly.

    "I seem to remember that Xiao Wang is the director of the county's political research office." Li Shaofeng thought,

    "You underestimate this young man too much. He is now the deputy director of the Education Bureau." Mr. Meng said,

    "It's the deputy director." Wang Baoyu corrected the old man's slip of the tongue with a smile.

    "Yes, it's the deputy director." Mr. Meng said,

    "You are young and promising, with a bright future." Li Shaofeng couldn't help but praise. Wang Baoyu felt bitter after hearing this. He, the deputy director, has become a sinecure, so what future does he have?

    "Teacher Li's art has reached its peak. In comparison, I am really not worth mentioning." Wang Baoyu said modestly,

    "Hehe, Shaofeng takes the initiative to give me paintings every time, but I still don't want them." Mr. Meng chuckled. After all, he was born as a soldier. He has a straightforward temper and is not polite to attack others.

    "If there is a machine gun in my house, you dare to snatch it." Li Shaofeng said with a smile,

    "Damn it, no matter how old I am, I can still pick up a gun and fight against Japan. Just think of the eight years of the war of resistance and the three years of civil war" As soon as this topic was mentioned, Mr. Meng began to get excited.

    Wang Baoyu frowned in pain, knowing that the long speech about remembering the bitterness and remembering the sweetness was coming again. Fortunately, not long after Mr. Meng started talking, Meng Yaohui came in with dishes and interrupted his grandfather: "Grandpa, I can do these things.  After memorizing it, a good man will not mention his courage."

    "Your grandpa and I are not bad now. You bastards will get annoyed if the old man says more than a few words." Mr. Meng said unhappily,

    "Grandpa, I don't mind annoying you. I'm also thinking of compiling a book about your heroic deeds when you were young. Grandpa, when will you transfer me to the city, I can stay with you every day." Meng Yaohui took the opportunity to propose.  conditions,

    "Go and ask your uncle, I don't care about anything." Mr. Meng said,

    "Grandpa, my uncle's temper always criticized or scolded me when he saw it. He was so scared that I didn't even dare to call him." Meng Yaohui pouted and pretended to be pitiful. Wang Baoyu only felt the goosebumps on his body getting worse when he saw it.  too much,

    Grandma Meng Yaohui also came out with the dishes and helped: "That's right, talk about Hai Tide when you have time, and don't show off your child's face at all times. You see, Yaohui was so frightened that his little face didn't even look straight. Our Yaohui  What's worse than others is that Haichao is a fool."

    "Grandpa, if I come to the city, I will move in with you and grandma." Meng Yaohui looked at the old man sincerely,

    "I will tell your uncle, why are you anxious?" Mr. Meng said,

    Wang Baoyu was jealous for a while, looking at Meng Yaohui, he indulged too much and was in a bad mood, and it must be said that it was his uncle who scared him. He always had grandparents and uncles to help him, so it was not like he was alone in the family and had to fight for everything on his own.

    Of course, Wang Baoyu also has a backing.My mother, Liu Yuling, is a well-known entrepreneur in Pingchuan City, and my stepfather, Wang Yifu, is the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee. However, Wang Baoyu has no good impression of my stepfather, and refuses to recognize my mother.

    "Baoyu, how is your work here?" Mr. Meng asked,

    Wang Baoyu showed a bitter look on his face and briefly told what happened to him recently. He also emphasized that he was just a sinecure.

    Mr. Meng frowned slightly and said, "I will talk to my second brother about this matter when I have time. Let him pay more attention and adjust his position if there is a good one."

    "Mr. Meng, thank you so much." Wang Baoyu said happily,

    "Shaofeng, don't be idle. Didn't you hear that Secretary Wang has always wanted your paintings? Give him a dozen to speak for Baoyu." Mr. Meng turned to Li Shaofeng and said,

    "One dozen, they can be used as firewood." Li Shaofeng retorted dissatisfiedly,

    "Hehe, one picture will do, too." Mr. Meng said again,

    "My legs are not only weak now, but my hands are also shaking all the time. I often can't hold my pen, and my painting skills are not high." Li Shaofeng was obviously refusing. You must know that people as big as them would not give away herringbone paintings easily.

    "Don't be mean to me. You are buried up to your neck in loess. It's no use holding those paintings. Get them quickly. Ordinary ones will do. If your hands are trembling badly, just draw a picture of fishing for shrimps in the rain."  , I guarantee you won¡¯t be able to tell. "Mr. Meng won¡¯t listen to that.

    "Old Meng, it's not like you don't know that I don't give away my paintings easily." Li Shaofeng whispered with a troubled face,

    "Then why did you give them to me? Did you give them to me because they were not well painted?" Mr. Meng said with a smile.

    "I gave you the painting because you won't give it away easily." Li Shaofeng said anxiously,

    Wang Baoyu understands Li Shaofeng¡¯s mentality very well. As an artist, he is most afraid that his works will depreciate because too many people own them. He has a deep understanding of this with Li Keren.

    "Stop nagging, just go ahead and do this, otherwise, I will sell all your paintings to a rag collector." Mr. Meng said with a bad smile,
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