Chen Yuanwu smiled and said, "Xiaojun, help me see what treasures Director Wang has at home. When you get to work, we'll go thank him and know what to bring."
Jiang Jun's mind was all on the magical wine bottle. He listened attentively to the conversation between Chen Yuanwu and Ye Qingyin, and agreed with them smoothly, nodding just right and answering yes.
Ye Qingyin was very confident in Jiang Jun's taste and ability to choose gifts. "Xiao Jiang, think about what to bring when we go there the day after tomorrow. If it's not convenient for you, I can prepare some here. We should still have time to go back to the capital to get it."
"I'll discuss it with Yuanwu tonight, and we'll listen to him!" Jiang Jun knew that pushing Chen Yuanwu to the front at this time would best suit Ye Qingyin's preferences.
As expected, Ye Qingyin smiled and said, "Director Wang really likes Xiao Wu. He just asked about it on the phone. Xiao Wu has been writing and drawing since he was a child, and he learned it from Director Wang!"
Chen Yuanwu added calmly, "Yes, Director Wang was my first teacher of calligraphy and painting. He held my hand and wrote my first big character. I was four years old at that time."
Enlightenment and teachers are two different things.
Ye Qingyin doesn’t care about these things. A wise teacher is important, but a famous teacher is more important!
Taking advantage of the interest, I recalled the past for the whole afternoon and talked about some interesting things about Chen Yuanwu's childhood.
Those interesting stories would not be considered interesting by ordinary people. They were just the etiquette interactions between aristocratic mothers and sons. They all talked about Chen Yuanwu's history of precocity. He knew many words at the age of three, started learning calligraphy and painting at the age of four, and studied the Four Books and Five Classics with the vice president of Jingcheng University when he was in elementary school. Of course, those teachers were all Ye Qingyin's connections and friendships.
In Jiang Yun's opinion, Chen Yuanwu's childhood life was just like the life of a child from an ancient scholarly family!
On the way back to the Equipment Department, Jiang Jun couldn't help but ask again and again, "Old Wu, can you still recite the Great Learning? Do you know any of the presidents and professors from Jingcheng University from decades ago? Have you ever met them?"
In Jiang Yun's original time and space, traditional culture such as the Four Books and Five Classics was very popular in the market. There were countless national and Chinese studies institutes of all sizes. People wearing Hanfu on the streets were no longer the odd ones out, and no one thought that studying Chinese studies was retro. On the contrary, many people from other countries came from afar to learn about Chinese culture.
In Jiang Heng's crew, there is a script that is a war drama in the Republic of China period. The stories of scholars who gave up writing to join the army are very interesting, and the casting is also very interesting.
Chen Yuanwu said modestly: "I've forgotten it a long time ago. I memorized it when I was a child. It's been almost 20 years now."
Jiang Jun felt very sympathetic: "Then weren't you very lonely when you were a child?"
Chen Yuanwu smiled and said, "I'm not lonely at all. My mom often takes me to visit other people's homes so that I can learn calligraphy and painting. I've gained a lot of knowledge there. Xiaofei didn't learn because my dad is back."
Chen Zhong always felt that the feudal literati's leisurely pursuits were similar to those of the Western petty bourgeoisie. No matter how much they learned, they would not be masculine. Therefore, Chen Yuefei lived a very free life. He grew up in a military compound and was no different from ordinary military children. He ran around outside all day. When he was a child, he would not go home until dark. When he grew up, he would not go home until it was time to go to bed.
Jiang Jun envied people with beautiful handwriting and painting skills the most. Back then, she only knew various input methods and often couldn't write what she wanted to write. The only brushes she used were makeup brushes and brushes...
Fortunately, she can play the piano, so this way, she can also play music, chess, calligraphy and painting. "Lao Wu, what other skills do you have that I don't know? Can you play chess?"
Chen Yuanwu understood immediately: "I can play military chess!"
Jiang Jun covered his mouth and laughed: "I thought you could play chess, but not at the level of the old general!"
Chen Yuanwu asked in return: "What other abilities do you have that I don't know about?"
Jiang Jun shook his head: "It's all here, I'm at my wit's end!"
Chen Zhenbao looked back at the two of them. Is it true that the more talented a person is, the more humble they are? The sweet words the couple exchanged sounded like they were discussing academic matters. They were so profound. "Teacher Xiao Jiang, is Li Caixia causing you any trouble with you? If she does anything wrong, please tell me."
Jiang Jun scratched his head. It was hard to describe Li Caixia. If we don't talk about studying, Li Caixia is still pretty good.
Chen Yuanwu said, "Captain Chen, after dinner, take Li Caixia to the guesthouse."
Chen Zhenbao was stunned for a moment: "No, I'm fine." Suddenly he reacted: "Ahhh, I know, don't worry!"
Jiang Jun was stunned. These two people actually said this to her face! Was she supposed to shamelessly pretend she didn't understand or just pretend she didn't understand?!
After returning home and closing the door, Jiang Jun began to settle the score: "Lao Wu, you..."
Chen Yuanwu endured for a whole day and didn't give Jiang Jun a chance to speak. He hugged his beloved and kissed her to his heart's content before speaking.
Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes.
When people saw Chen Yuanwu and Jiang Yun coming back, they came to visit them immediately. The cabinets that Jiang Yun designed and made became the benchmark for imitation.
Jiang Jun knew that this group of people had wanted to come for a long time, so she was too embarrassed to say that she was not feeling well. She just let Chen Yuanwu show them around while she stood in the outer room, slowly winding two balls of cashmere thread into a strand.
There were women who came to watch the fun and were attracted by the woolen fabrics that Jiang Jun placed next to him. They were extremely curious about the patterns they had never seen before, but were too embarrassed to ask, so they just kept staring at them.
Chen Yuanwu entertained them warmly and exchanged pleasantries for a while.
The room finally quieted down until the lights were almost out.
As usual, Chen Yuanwu fetched water for Jiang Yun to wash and pour water for her feet, without any hesitation. When he met Secretary Niu, he even chatted with her in the corridor for a few words.
Jiang Jun had taken a nap and was now full of energy. He lay on the bed and studied the wine bottle with fingerprints.
If she guessed correctly, Qu Renjie really had supernatural powers. This ability is called mind control, which cannot be trained even with the most professional training. Only a very small number of talented people can control their thoughts with their own minds and achieve it.
Chen Yuanwu had been a volunteer guide all night, and even though there were no guests, he couldn't help but feel proud. "Xiaojun, these two cabinets and tables you made make these two rooms feel like a home. And it's obvious that the hostess knows how to manage a life!"
Jiang Yun was ashamed: "How can I live a good life? Li Caixia is here, and I feel like a luxurious landlord every day."
She was disliked for being extravagant and ostentatious...
Chen Yuanwu lay down and held Jiang Yun in his arms, kneading her fingers one by one. "I've never seen a landlord's wife who can play the piano or be a translator! If I had known you were capable of these things, I would have fried steak for you instead of roasting lamb legs when I took you to the grasslands!"
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