The caller was Sha Rong, asking her not to go out these days, and draw a picture of her birthday.
"Elder Liu, the scholarly family of Whale City, wants to celebrate his 80th birthday. Chang Qing has a very close relationship with Elder Liu, and you have to go to this birthday banquet because of emotions and reasons."
Hearing the old man of the Liu family, Nie Changhuan immediately thought of Liu Feifei, his own Liu Feifei who was driven out of the house by the Liu family for Xie Lanchen, who is still missing.
For more than a year, Nie Changhuan has never given up looking for Liu Feifei. I don’t know if Mr. Liu, who is about to host a birthday banquet, has sent someone to find this granddaughter...
"Chang Huan? Are you listening?"
Nie Changhuan came back to his senses: "Since it is the 80th birthday, isn't it a good idea to take my own paintings?"
Sha Rong smiled mysteriously on the other end of the phone: "Just leave it alone, you just need to show your own highest level!"
After ending the conversation with Sha Rong, Nie Changhuan stood by the table for a while, and soon there was a frame in his head.
Such things as Zhushoutu were placed in her time, and it is not a difficult task for those who are a little good at calligraphy and painting, not to mention the prestigious daughter of the prime minister's house at the feet of the emperor at that time.
Because there are things to be busy next, Nie Changhuan basically did not think of Fu Xingye in the next few days. On the day of the 80th birthday of the old man of the Liu family, after communicating with Sha Rong in advance, Nie Changhuan went to the hotel where the Liu family held the birthday banquet first. Chang Qing's company went down to see Mr. Liu, and dedicated his birthday to Mr. Liu.
The old man Liu has chicken skin, but his eyes are piercing, and his body is straight. He wears a good obscure gown, with one hand behind him when he talks to people. When Nie Changhuan saw him for the first time, there was an illusion of returning to his own time. It was like suddenly seeing the gentleman her father had specially hired to teach her knowledge.
Chang Qing stepped forward to greet Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu turned his head, and Nie Changhuan returned to his senses and hurriedly followed.
Chang Qing is good at Danqing, and Old Man Liu is long calligraphy.
Chang Qing exchanged a few words with Mr. Liu, and then introduced Mr. Nie Changhuan to Mr. Liu: "Changhuan, take out the birthday gift you prepared."
After Nie Changhuan respectfully greeted Mr. Liu and said his birthday message, he laid out his birthday picture that he had been boasting for a few days on the table.
Changqing had seen this birthday picture beforehand, but now that Nie Changhuan spread it out, he couldn't help but taste it carefully, and he also told Grandpa Liu what he thought was significantly different from other Danqing hands.
But Old Man Liu seemed to be listening, but his eyes were fixed on the few lines of inscriptions on the birthday picture, and he looked down almost like a word by word.
Chang Qing also noticed Old Man Liu's gaze, and asked him: "On weekdays, I only read her words and there is still a bit of character in them, but it's not an expert at all, what do you think of this word?"
Mr. Liu raised his hand and motioned to Chang Qing not to speak until his eyes were crushed on the last word for a few seconds before he raised his head to look at Nie Changhuan unexplainably: "Little girl, I have practiced calligraphy? But me. You can't even see who you are from!"
Nie Changhuan smiled and nodded, acquiescing that he had practiced, but whoever his teacher really couldn't come up with, he just laughed.
Fortunately, Mr. Liu’s attention was not waiting for the answer. He soon appreciated Nie Changhuan’s words again. After he had finished appreciating it again, he looked at Chang Qing with some jealousy: "If you can accept such a little apprentice, you can pick it up. Here comes the treasure! No wonder you have to bring her here with you. Is this just trying to give you a face?"
Chang Qing laughed: "Let's not talk about this for now. I think there are many guests waiting outside. It is better for you to go out and meet the guests!"
"You are thinking about it for me!" Old man Liu put his hand back again and snorted, "I think you are eager to take your little apprentice out to show your face, and want to use my birthday banquet to raise your value for your little apprentice. Right?"
"Where, don't think of people so badly!" Chang Qing retorted in a perfunctory way, then raised his hand and pushed Mr. Liu out.
Grandpa Liu smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing, for the sake of her birthday plan and her word, I won't treat her badly today!"
In Chang Qing's thank you, Nie Changhuan followed Chang Qing and Old Man Liu out, and soon arrived at the banquet hall.
Although there is still almost an hour before the banquet, this kind of occasion is a social occasion in disguise, so most of the guests have already arrived, and groups of three or five are chatting very lively.
As soon as Mr. Liu appeared, the originally lively banquet hall gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at this side in unison. Slowly, many people's eyes gathered on Nie Changhuan.
Nie Changhuan was about to hide behind Mrs. Liu, but Mrs. Liu turned to look at her sideways, looking at her with the kind smile of an elder, and said to her warmly, “You don’t need to be by our two old men, you open yourself up. Go for fun, if there is any need or if there is something that is not good for hospitality, just come over and tell me, you know?"
"... Well, good, thank you." Nie Changhuan was a little stiff.
Elder Liu raised his chin at her: "Go, good boy. You will come and join me again after the banquet."
"..." Nie Changhuan understood that Mr. Liu was deliberately doing it for others, and wanted to let others know that Liu Xiancheng valued Nie Changhuan extremely, so he didn't waste Liu Xiancheng's kindness. After smiling back, he watched Liu Xiancheng and Chang Qing side by side. Go, and watched them being surrounded by a few guests coming up to celebrate their birthdays, then turned around, wanting to find a place to sit and rest.
Xu is that Liu Xiancheng's acting skills are too good. She just turned around, and a few well-born young ladies came to greet her, said some compliments on the scene, and asked to exchange contact information and added WeChat.
Nie Changhuan didn't refuse anyone who came, so he had to deal with it for several waves before finally getting some free time and finding an empty seat to sit down.
She glanced at the banquet hall, looking for anyone she knew well, or to say hello in the past, only to turn her eyes around the banquet hall for a while, and then stopped.
Tang Sihuai stood in the crowd, as if he had just seen her, his eyes condensed on her face for less than a second, then he raised the wine glass in his hand, gestured to her from a distance, raised his head and took a sip. After greeted him, he smiled and glanced at Nie Changhuan again, then moved his gaze away and continued to talk with the people beside him.
Nie Changhuan suddenly saw him, feeling as if she had passed away. She couldn't remember how long she hadn't thought of Tang Sihuai. She didn't expect to meet him here today.