After saying this, Grandpa Wan suddenly closed his eyes, raised his right hand slightly, and raised his index finger and little finger upwards. This is useful when holding banquets, tea crowds, or gossip gatherings in the gang. Wan Defu immediately moved forward and leaned forward to Sun Xiaoxu: "The head of Sun is tired from a long distance. Please go to the guesthouse and change your clothes and rest for a while. The old man has already prepared water and wine, please move in again."
This is the scene on October 14, 1948. The full-scale anti-Japanese movement triggered by the Zhou Hongqing incident in the first ten days of November 1963 is an old event that has been in the past for more than 15 years. Father Wan suddenly mentioned this section, and for a while, it made Wan Defu feel like falling into the fog of Wuli, but when he saw Old Man Wan smiled bitterly, he said: "I only talked about some fur with Xiaoxu that day, and there was no time to go deeper. At the dinner table, they just talked with Jingnong about poetry and Xunru about medicine, and they got messed up.
Xiaoxu stopped mentioning it later, and there seemed to be no one to pursue the pending case of Mo Renjie. Now that I want to come, I feel a bit regretful. "
"October 14th, 1949, September 12th in the ancient calendar, was the day when the old man and Lord Qian, Ye Wang, Ye Zhao, and Ye Sun became acquainted with Jin Lan. Except for the two masters of Li and Wei before they had time to meet, it can be said It’s an unprecedented grand occasion, why does the old man still feel regretful?"
Elder Wan didn't answer him first, he leaned over and picked up the newspaper that had just been thrown to the ground in anger, and then sighed a few times before saying: "If that day, I and Xiaoxu talked about the last hour, and then started from that Hongda exhibition. After thinking about it a few times at the International Snake Industry Exhibition in China, I might have figured out the expert behind Mo Renjie’s case."
Wan Defu was shocked when he heard the words, and was waiting for further questioning, but saw a swift and incomprehensible shadow under the wisteria and grape trellis in front of the window flashed away, and then made another "Yan Ling cut water", unexpectedly cut by two. The main stems of the plants next to each other pass diagonally across. This is while using the technique of the foreign family to lighten the body, while using the alchemy of the internal family to shrink the bones—except for the young master Wanxi, even if it is within a hundred miles of the ancestor's house in West Street, Ningbo, he also looks for it. There is no second such practice home. Wan Defu knew that he was diligent in practicing qigong, and he was not used to it, so he didn't pay much attention to it. On the contrary, the old man was distracted, frowned, and said: "How can Xiao Xizi get accustomed to the'beam on the bridge under the bridge' in this year and a half? How promising can this be? Looking back, you have to be with the nanny and The second one said."
"Yes." "Where did you just talk about it?" "Speaking of Snake Industry Exhibition and Mo Renjie." "Not bad." Old Man Wan rolled the newspaper in his hand and tapped it lightly on the other palm a few times, and said, "Do you remember the'snake cursive script' that Hong Dazhan created during that time, and wrote a wall of strange characters with crooked hooks and slanting angles. Jingnong also said: From that character, you can see that the world's fortune is declining. "Sang Luan Posts" one after another."
"When I think about it, there was such a joke." "As a result, someone from Hong heard that all the forty or fifty characters were sold at a high price, and a small flattery message was published in the "Chunshen Pictorial", saying The chairman of a large machine tool factory had a keen eye to know the goods, and he searched and bought them together. What is the name of the chairman who knows the goods? Do you remember?"
Wan Defu shook his head, but Old Man Wan sneered twice, then shook the newspaper open, and popped it out with a finger. When he "whipped", a square piece of paper was square, like a square piece of paper cut by a knife. It flew out at the moment, and landed between the food and middle fingers of Wan Defu's right hand. The headline of the Ming body was neatly printed: "Zhou".