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Li Zhishui gently touched the girl's shoulder with her fingers.

The girl turned her head, looked back and smiled, took off her headphones, pointed to her mouth, and then to her ears.

Li Zhishui seemed to understand that the girl might be a mute, she could hear but not speak. He stretched out his hand and smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Li Zhishui."

Hearing the words Li Zhishui, the smile on the girl's face flew in a flash. She stopped the painting in her hand and pointed to Chen Li in the pavilion, and said that she was urlaolu in her mouth, as if she was saying that you were looking for my brother, where was he.

Why is a good girl just a mute? When she was thinking about how to communicate smoothly, Chen Li coughed twice and walked over.

He pulled Li Zhishui aside and whispered: "She is my sister, don't pay attention to her, she is not normal."

"Why is it wrong?" Li Zhishui asked.

"Brother Shui, don't ask. It's better not to get close to me anyway. My grandfather and the others have just calmed down. I'll introduce you to it."

Li Zhishui looked back at the girl who was painting, confused, and followed Chen Li to the pavilion.

"Grandpa, grandpa, this is my friend Li Zhishui. He gave me the "Evening Scenery of the River Dike". Didn't you say you have any questions to ask? Now people are here." Chen Li said with a smile.

The goatee snorted, twisted her body, and looked disdainful.

Old Man Zheng had just soothed, drank two sips of water in a row, and waved his hand to signal Li Zhishui to sit next to him.

Li Zhishui hesitated, not knowing whether to go or not.

Chen Li explained from the side: "Go quickly and go quickly, Grandpa invites you to sit there. Is he interested in you?"

Li Zhishui was even more confused. What kind of hobbies are they? The girl was a mute. His brother said she was abnormal. Two old men could argue with each other for a game of chess. Old man Zheng, who was one head taller than Li Zhishui, invited him to sit there and said that he liked you. Where did he follow? Even if there were mountains of gold and silver in front of him, Brother Shui was not a person who sold his butts.

"Go quickly, grandpa doesn't like waiting for others." Chen Li urged.

Li Zhishui shook his head, walked to the small stool beside Old Man Zheng, sat down, looked up slantedly, and showed a smile.

"Boy, do you know what this is?" Old Man Zheng lifted up his sweatshirt and exposed two scars on his abdomen.

"This... is it a gunshot wound?" Li Zhishui asked in confusion without understanding what Old Man Zheng was meant.

"Smart, you're right. I don't have seven or eight parts of it. These are not blown out, they are left by real swords and guns." Old man Zheng looked proud. Although he was talking to Li Zhishui, his eyes kept sweeping towards the goatee.

"Boy, how old are you?" Old Man Zheng continued to chat with Li Zhishui.

“Twenty-three.”

"Is there a partner?"

Li Zhishui hesitated for a moment. Although Du Ronghan did not say it clearly, he had already expressed his attitude when he was hiding.

"No."

"How do you think of the girl who is painting there?" Old Man Zheng pointed to the stream and said.

Li Zhishui blinked his eyes and couldn't figure out the old man's thoughts.

"Big, grandpa, what do you mean?"

"Little bastard," Old Man Zheng cursed with a faceless face, "I just praised you for being smart, but now I'm stupid, right? Grandpa is introducing you to a girlfriend, do you understand?"

Li Zhishui nodded in cooperation, without saying a word, and looked at Chen Li with his help.

Chen Li saw Li Zhishui's expression and reached out to press down, indicating that he could stabilize it.

"Okay, since you agree, I'll take you to see you now."

Old man Zheng was getting up and about to leave. The goatee on the opposite side stood up in advance, walked over and lifted up his sweatshirt and said, "Old Zheng, do I have less injuries than you? Don't shake my head in front of me. I used to respect you because you were my old leader and superior at that time. Now we are both people who are buried in our necks. What are you fighting with me? These juniors have their own circle of life. What are you? How can you match me?"

Old man Zheng sat back and smiled proudly, "I just want to see you make a fool of yourself."

"It's not certain who makes a fool of himself? Does the previous agreement count?" asked Goathu.

Old Man Zheng patted his thigh and said, "Of course, do it."

"Chen Li, go and bring the painting. I want your grandpa to see my power today." Goathu said confidently.

Chen Li didn't dare to neglect, so he ran all the way to the opposite building, and soon ran back with a box.

When he was looking at Li Zhishui's house, he was not sure of the authenticity of the painting. However, after taking it back, he saw the keen eye of his grandfather, Chen Li realized that it was an authentic painting. How could he hold the famous paintings that could buy dozens of luxury cars in his hand, so he found a box and put them in it.

Chen Li opened the box, carefully picked up the painting from it, and spread it onto the stone table.

At this time, the sky was already dark, but there were incandescent lamps with high wattages in the pavilion, which shone the entire pavilion as if it were daytime.

"Jicong, it's almost dark, why are you still drawing fish? Come and enjoy the mountains and rivers." The goat beard shouted to the stream.

"Yeah, here it's here." The girl responded.

Hearing the answer, Li Zhishui stared at Chen Li in surprise. He just went to the stream. The girl clearly stated that she was a mute, so how could she speak again? Was she fooled?

Chen Li didn't understand what the gaze cast by Li Zhishui meant, and walked over and attached it to Li Zhishui's ear and whispered: "I forgot to explain it to you when I came. Don't show any incredible things when I hear them. Don't show any extreme performance. If I have the chance, I will explain it to you..."

"Chen Li, what are you muttering about? Where is the magnifying glass?" said Goathu.

Chen Li smiled, took out two magnifying glasses from his body, and put them on the painting.

The two old men were bent over and their faces were almost sticking on them.

Shen Jiacong, who had put away the painting clip, blinked at Li Zhishui, then put down the painting clip, squeezed to the goatee and said, "Grandpa, how can you see painting like this? Stay away, like this."

Shen Jiacong started a demonstration while talking. The two old men didn't say a word and learned in a good manner.

Old Man Zheng was not as good as a goat beard when he was young. He was used to killing and could not calm down. When he was old, he developed this hobby with goat beard and was an introductory disciple.

"Girl, tell me what the hell is from?" said Old Man Zheng.

"Slowly, you forgot the agreement. This kid must come first." Goathu stopped Shen Jiacong and brought Li Zhishui over from the side.

"Yes, why did I forget this, you said." Old man Zheng pointed at Li Zhishui and said in an imperative tone.

Regarding the changes in Old Man Zheng's mood, if Chen Li hadn't reminded him just now, he wouldn't know what happened. The girl who should have called Shen Jiacong pretended to be deaf and dumb. The two old men were quarreling for a while, and then they were like a person. It seems that except for him, Chen Li was considered a normal person.

"Say, what are you talking about?" Li Zhishui touched his head, not understanding.

Chen Li wanted to interrupt but didn't dare. He knew that the time he interrupted was not just a scolding. He might not think of coming to this place next time. He secretly begged in his heart, Brother Shui, it's all my fault that I didn't explain it clearly to you when I came. You should beg for your own blessings.

"What are you talking about? Silly boy, of course I asked you to talk about this painting." Goathu said in the same tone as Old Man Zheng.

Li Zhishui didn't know how to start, and he pinched his chin and showed sorrow on his face. He turned around the painting three times, and everyone's eyes were on him.

"Actually, I don't know how to draw." Li Zhishui finally told the truth.

The goatee seemed to have not realized that he had lost. He looked at Shen Jiacong with a kind face and said, "Girl, tell me, it's just your strength."

Shen Jiacong shook the magnifying glass in his hand and said, "This "Evening Scenery of the River Dike" is a painting of the same name by Mr. Zhang imitating Dong Yuan of Nantang. After completing this painting, Mr. Zhang's techniques have increased sharply, with green water-touched trees, and various painting techniques are frequently used. Look at the old trees in the foreground and the towering hills. These are all his symbols. The characters are lifelike, with brushes and twists, and the mountains and rocks are drawn out and textured, free and easy, and have aura. With ink, you can only dye a layer of almost transparent ink on the mountains and rocks, and dye the distant mountains and...."

"Okay, okay, that's great." Before Shen Jiacong finished speaking, Goathu was the first to applaud.

Needless to say, Li Zhishui was very complacent and self-supported, and he was very cooperative and clapped, but Old Man Zheng clapped his hands, but he had a different idea.

"Old Zheng, how about my granddaughter compares to your family?" asked Goathu.

"It's not comparable." Old Man Zheng said coldly.

"I knew you would say that." Seeing that the old man Zheng's face had changed, the goatee was not willing to be outdone, and his hot face turned cold, "Healthy, put away the painting and see the guests."

Chen Li quickly rolled up the painting, tied it up and put it in the box, and ran away.

"You are not leaving yet? Your granddaughter is so good that you can definitely cook delicious food. Do you still expect to have supper here?" Goathu issued an order to expel guests.

"I didn't plan to eat dinner here, but you have to fulfill your bet," Old Man Zheng stepped on the stool next to him, "Come on, dig."

The goatee's old man remembered that he had just been immersed in his granddaughter's appreciation painting and forgot about the bet.

In fact, when the two old men first looked at paintings, they made a bet. One of them thought that Li Zhishui, who gave the paintings, was an expert who knew how to draw, otherwise it would be impossible to collect such famous paintings. Old man Zheng thought that Li Zhishui was useless, otherwise he would not give it to others casually. Those who lost would get into the crotch.

The two old men are almost 150 years old together, and they are still like a child, and they are unforgivable.

"Old Man Shen, you made a vow. If you don't understand, the vow will come true. You can do it yourself." Old Man Zheng did not give a way out at all.

Chen Li went to Xiaolou and never came back. Li Zhishui didn't understand clearly, and he didn't know that because he didn't understand painting, the old goatee was humiliated.

Shen Jiacong ignored these two old guys and picked up the painting clip and left.

"Hey, girl, don't you see how your grandfather is making a fool of himself?" said Old Man Zheng.

Shen Jiacong shook his head and whispered as he walked past Li Zhishui: "If they are endless, you will say you'll have to eat."

Li Zhishui looked at Shen Jiacong's back and scratched his hair, unable to understand.

It was exactly the same as playing chess just now, one held her feet and the other stood still. After a while, the goat bell started to make up the old accounts.

"You just played chess and obviously lost, but now I lose, everyone is equal." Goathu said.

Old Man Zheng shook his legs and said, "I haven't finished playing the chess just now. I admit that I'm cheating and I'll admit that I'm going to give in. Wow, I've learned to bark. You should fulfill your promise."

The goatee wanted to stop Old Man Zheng from barking, but he had already eaten before he could say anything. In order to see the other party make a fool of himself, the two of them took great pains.

Li Zhishui felt for the first time in recent years that there were such people in this world who were unreasonable and unreasonable.

He didn't know whether to leave or stay now, and the two old men started arguing. He was afraid that Old Man Zheng would be out of breath again, so he suddenly remembered what Shen Jiacong told him before leaving.

"It's time to eat." Li Zhishui shouted loudly.

The two old men looked at each other, then rushed toward the building.
Chapter completed!