In the living room of the main house, Chi Qingguang watched the summer solstice work carefully.

In the summer solstice, the handwriting method is used to control the seal.

Her thin white fingers pinched the handle of the knife, and her index finger slowly stretched forward along the knife, and a few thin and strong red iron wires had been formed.

Soon, she changed her sword technique and carved a round seal. The blade turned again, and the next one was a vigorous and upright line.

Very skilled.

Although it has not been completely engraved, you can already see the cross section wherever you pass by the summer solstice. The cross section has a calligraphy-like pen tip, which is coherent and integrated.

Chi Qingguang was amazed: "Xiao Xia is young, but this technique is thick and vigorous, with a strong meaning! This sword technique has not been gone for ten years! Which master did Xiao Xia learn from?"

Xia Zhi answered while carving: "Grandpa Chi, I taught myself."

"Self-study?"

"Well, I could write calligraphy when I was a child, but the mountains were poor and I couldn't afford good ink and paper. Moreover, if my grandmother wanted to go to the mountains to collect herbs, she would take me to the open mountains and not walk around. I was bored, so she used to carving words on the rocks with a knife. The fields were frozen and soft, and I was used to carving stones. It would be easy to carve this kind of medicine, and it would look vigorous."

Chi Qingguang has not spoken for a long time.

When Xia Zhi looked up at him, he looked kind and kind: "Xiao Xia, you are so smart, don't accommodate my Chi Cheng! If he doesn't do anything well, you can beat him!"

Xia Zhi laughed: "Oh, okay!"

The name of the summer solstice is simple. In more than an hour, the summer solstice has engraved a seal for itself and a border pattern: the daylight is already overwhelming.

She pressed the red bell seal gently on the white paper.

Chi Qingguang praised: "The lines are clear, spicy and natural, the swordsmanship is vigorous, and it is natural! A good stone must also have good skills to make a living a good reputation!"

"Thank you, Grandpa Chi. It's also your stone. Your gift is too expensive. I'll write you a few more words."

"Hey, this is not a gift, at best it is your medical treatment! But, I want the word. Xiaoxia, can you please give me the painting of Songhe Longnian and a central hall?"

Chi Qingguang pointed at a painting in the middle of the living room.

That painting is obviously from a famous artist.

Xia Zhi was a little embarrassed: "This... Grandpa Chi, your painting is so good. I'm afraid I don't have the qualifications to match famous paintings..."

The old man shook his chin and said, "Hey, I'll say ok! Your handwriting is good, or is it the kind I like? Writing one for grandpa, okay?"

"good!"

The old and the young start preparing the pen and ink.

I heard that I wanted to write a letter to the middle hall, and several old people surrounded me with curiosity and envy.

Especially Qiao Kangyu, he picked up Xia Zhi’s chapter and looked at it: “It’s really good. Which master of gold and stone, Xiao Xia is under? He is so high at such a high level at such a young age?”

Xia Zhi looked up and smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.

Chi Qingguang poked the crutch aside: "Old Qiao, why? You want to learn from a master. It's probably too late for you to learn now!"

The old people next to them all laughed.

Qiao Kangyu laughed a few times, and his cell phone suddenly rang.

Qiao Zhenyu walked aside and picked him up for a long time: "Hey...what?! What's the use of telling me? Have you told Yue Fei... Alas, okay, I'll come back!"

Qiao Kangyu hung up the phone, stood aside with his cell phone and slashed it a few times, and his face looked very bad.

He stood in the crowd with a frown for a while, and hurried over to say goodbye to Chi Qingguang: "Old Chi, there are some things at home. I will leave when the driver comes to pick me up and get together again next day."

Chi Qingguang: "Look at you, what can you do? Have dinner right away, eat before leaving."

Several other old people also joked: "That's right, at our age, what else can we have to worry about? Hahahaha!"

"Yes, Lao Qiao, let's go late if you get together again and again!"

"Old Qiao, if you have something to do, don't leave, don't leave. Let's take a look at Lao Chi's middle hall paintings and matching characters first."

Qiao Kangyu's face became increasingly unsightly, and two red tides surged on his cheekbones.

He shook his head: "It's really a matter of time, another day, ah, another day!"

Chi Qingguang shouted: "Xiaocheng, help me see off Mr. Qiao. If you are really anxious, let the driver send Mr. Qiao first."

Qiao Kangyu waved his hand and walked out in a hurry. He didn't know if he was not used to the threshold or what was going on. When he crossed the threshold, he staggered and rushed out.

Fortunately, Secretary Cheng held him so that he would not fall down, but sat on the threshold.

Secretary Cheng shouted in a low voice: "Old Qiao, are you okay?"

This sudden incident scared the old man in the room and surrounded him to see.

I saw Qiao Kangyu leaning against the door, touching his forehead and whispering: "Oh, I'm a little dizzy, don't disturb me..."

Chi Qingguang was also a little scared and shouted tremblingly: "Old Qiao, you have a bad face. What's going on?"

Xia Zhi looked at the old man like this and walked over: "This grandfather's face looks like he has too high blood pressure. Please disperse a little first. Uncle Cheng, do you have a blood pressure monitor?"

Fortunately, the old cadre had everything at home, so Secretary Cheng immediately went to get it to help measure his blood pressure.

Xia Zhi had already reached out to take the old man's pulse and turned his head and said, "Symptoms of blood pressure rising too quickly. Let him lie down and raise his head. Do you have an oxygen bag at home just in case."

Secretary Cheng: "Some, do you want to call an ambulance?"

But Qiao Kangyu tried hard to stop him: "No, I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy. Don't be nervous, don't tell anyone, look at this embarrassing..."

Several old men looked at each other, and their eyes were surprised and embarrassed.

Chi Qingguang looked at Xia Zhi: "What do Xiaoxia think?"

Xia Zhi sighed in his heart, and did not rush to answer, but approached Qiao Kangyu and waved his hand in front of him: "Can you see my hand clearly?"

Qiao Kangyu: "Look, you can see clearly."

"Do you feel nausea and vomiting?"

"Fortunately, I just feel dizzy."

Xia Zhi turned to Chi Qingguang: "At present, the blood pressure is just a little high. I can give him a few injections to reduce blood pressure. If he still feels dizzy after the injection, he must go to the hospital to establish an intravenous pathway."

Chi Qingguang frowned and bent down and shouted, "Old Qiao, have you heard it? Look, would you like to ask my Xiaoxia to get an injection, or let an ambulance take you to the hospital? When we are old, we have to accept reality and don't be so proud of our face!"

Qiao Kangyu turned his head on the door and looked at Xia Zhi.

When the summer solstice is not smiling, the little face is very majestic.

I don’t know what Qiao Kangyu saw, but after stopping for ten seconds, he said, “I… try to get an acupuncture.”

Secretary Cheng called a few waiters to carry Qiao Kangyu to a couch on the west side of the house, so as not to be moved through the yard, which would alarm too many people.
Chapter completed!