Linlin's face also closed, seeing her father's suddenly majestic face, she didn't dare to offend, so she immediately turned the head of the gun, stretched out her index finger and poked her mother's forehead, before she said angrily: "I just said that you must be not well-behaved, Dad just wanted to buy so many roses to make you happy, why are you so unbelievable, why do you want Dad to work hard and lose money" Cheng Ya hugged the porridge, leaned back unconvinced and said: "Hey, what's the matter with you, you learn from your Anxin Aunt every day to poke my forehead about you and Dad, What does it have to do with me, and I didn't ask him to buy it", "It's your emotions that want him to buy it," Linlin said directly."
How about a few flowers for dad to buy for mom" Cheng Ya just wanted to argue with her daughter, "Are these just a few flowers, I counted just now, one square is nearly a hundred flowers, this room is two hundred and twenty square meters, how many flowers deduct the furniture, I count you two hundred square how many flowers, you answer me, one hundred times two hundred square equals how many flowers" Linlin glared at her mother "I, I don't know" Cheng Ya said stupidly and urgently, "Two thousand" Linlin and Han Wenhao looked at Cheng Ya at the same time and said.Cheng Ya's face turned red, slammed, put the bowl on the table, looked at the father and daughter and said, "It's not that I want to buy it, how can I make it my fault I won't talk to you" She snorted, stood up angrily, and was about to go out Han Wenhao grabbed his wife's hand all of a sudden, and said with a smile: "You are going there" "I don't dare to talk to the two of you who are highly intelligent people, and what to say, they are all spinning around, and it will come to me" Cheng Ya was so angry that Han Wenhao suddenly smiled, exercised slightly, and gently pulled his wife's hand, Let her sit on her lap, wrap her hands around her slender waist, and say with a smile: "I didn't bully you" Cheng Ya insisted on breaking Han Wenhao's arms, but was hugged tightly by Han Wenhao, looked at his wife and said with a smile: "Why is there two children in this family" Cheng Ya's brows frowned, and turned her head to look at him, "The size of the mother and daughter are like children" Han Wenhao suddenly smiled.Cheng Ya smiled suddenly, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at her daughter Linlin couldn't help but look at her mother, and finally the two of them snorted at the same time Don't turn their heads to go***** After breakfast, Han Wenhao accompanied his daughter to the study to write calligraphy, in fact, Cheng Ya was still very sleepy, so she sat on the sofa and looked at the book, tilted her head to the side and fell asleep leisurely and carefully, sent the blanket over leisurely, gently draped it on her body, and then carefully lowered the floor-to-ceiling curtains a little, and then quietly walked out.The early autumn was slightly soaked in coolness, in fact, it was so comfortable to sleep, Cheng Ya slept deeply until noon, and finally blinked her eyes soothingly, looking at the luxury of the whole room, she was still a little in a trance, she gasped heavily, turned her head, and saw the pink roses placed next to the sofa, she smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to pick a flower, put it between her nose and sniffed it, and suddenly felt a burst of fragrant fragrance, which was very soothing "What about people" Cheng Ya sat up from the sofa strangely, looked around at the surrounding quiet environment, and stood up quietly, First walked to the inner living room to see, there was no one, she walked out of the room slowly, and immediately saw the door of the study not far away, she came to the door strangely, and saw Han Wenhao standing in front of the desk in a white shirt and black trousers, holding a brush, engrossed in the rice paper with a brush Cheng Ya looked at Han Wenhao faintly, no matter when he looked at him, he felt that his whole world was full of power, as if he could scratch his fingers inadvertently, but such a man, last night, was extremely gentle and considerate to himself, Cheng Ya smiled slightly, and walked in quietly Han Wenhao knew that Cheng Ya had come in, but he still focused on writing the brush words Cheng Ya understood him first, and first came to the floor-to-ceiling window, closed one of the windows of the floor-to-ceiling window, and kept the miserable light rain out of the window, so as not to wet the coffee table, and then slowly came to the desk, looking at her husband writing on rice paper: At the beginning of Zen meditation, look at the mountains and see the water as water; When Zen is enlightened, the mountain is not a mountain, and the water is not water; Zen enlightenment, see the mountain is still the mountain, see the water is still water She was slightly stunned, raised her head to look at her husband who was still focused, in the last water word, swayed the last stroke with all her might, and then asked: "Do you understand what this means" Cheng Ya said a little embarrassedly: "I understand a little bit is just the mystery of the strange, or not very thorough, after all, this is a Zen machine" Han Wenhao smiled faintly, only then carefully lifted the rice paper, put it on the coffee table, and wanted to borrow a little wind to dry the ink sweat, so he took the rice paper again, put it on the desk, and gently grinded the ink, Only then did he say slowly: "There are three realms in life, first: look at the mountains as mountains, and see the water as water."
At the beginning of the world, I was full of curiosity and freshness about the world, and I would treat everything like you, with the purest Kenguang, everything in our eyes is actually very ignorant, but we stubbornly believe that what we see is the most real" Cheng Ya listened quietly to Han Wenhao continued to study the ink, and continued to smile and said: "The second realm, the mountain is not the mountain, the water is not the water" Cheng Ya smiled and continued: "Because I was hit by reality, I no longer believe what I see in front of me, everything is like a flower in the fog, it seems to be real and illusory, and it seems to be true and false." , the mountain is not a mountain, the water is not the water, it is easy for us to lose our way in reality, followed by confusion, hesitation, pain and struggle, after all this, we began to experience the world with our hearts, and have more rational and realistic thinking about everything, the mountain is no longer a mountain in a simple meaning, and the water is not a simple meaning of water" Han Wenhao looked at his wife approvingly, and said with a smile: "What then" Cheng Ya thought about it, but failed to understand it, so she had to smile and shake her head, "The third realm: look at the mountain is the mountain, and see the water is the water."
It's a kind of anti-basics insight into the world, but not everyone can achieve this state.The experience of life has accumulated to a certain extent, and I have a clear understanding of the world and the pursuit of myself, and realize that "the world is a big dream, and life is cool several times", and I know what I am pursuing and what I want to give up. ”After Han Wenhao finished speaking, he looked at his wife Cheng Ya deeply and was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a gentle smile: "What are you looking at me, what are you doing" Han Wenhao put down the brush, picked up the stone lion and stopped the paper, and then ordered: "Help me grind the ink" Cheng Ya listened, and gently came to her husband, picked up the ink pillar and carefully sharpened the ink for him, and asked softly while grinding: "What are you going to write next" Han Wenhao smiled slightly, picked up the brush words, looked at the blank rice paper in front of him, and asked casually: "Do you know how to write brush words" Cheng Ya smiled mysteriously, and then looked at her husband deftly, and said slightly: "Yes" Han Wenhao looked at his wife in surprise and asked: "You will" "Actually, it's just a little bit but I never dared to say that Linlin's writing is better than mine" Cheng Ya said with a smile."
Try" Han Wenhao handed the pen to his wife Cheng Ya also took the brush words unceremoniously, stood in front of the desk, thought about it, then turned his head to look at Han Wenhao behind him and said: "I will make up the last sentence for the Zen machine you just wrote" Han Wenhao looked at his wife and said with a smile: "Hmm" Cheng Ya thought about it, and then on the rice paper, with a slightly jerky brush word, wrote on the rice paper, "People are people, you don't have to be deliberate people, the world is the world, you don't need to be careful to deal with the world" Han Wenhao looked at his wife in surprise This sentence, and then looked at her deeply.Cheng Ya held the brush in her hand and said with a little blush: "Isn't it hard to see that the old man in our village who specializes in writing Nian Hong once taught me a few days and then I was not very talented, so I didn't write anymore, and now I just draw a few times, and I write it as a general word" "I'll teach you" Han Wenhao suddenly stood behind his wife, holding the brush with her, and then said to his wife: "You have mastered the skills of holding the pen, and you don't have to pay too much attention to the rest, just remember one thing, everything is casual, naturally generated, starting from the heart, holding the pen strongly, Think about what you think at this time, all the skills are gone" As soon as Han Wenhao's words were finished, he taught his wife the most correct posture to hold the pen "What are we going to write" Cheng Ya thought about it before looking at Han Wenhao and asked.Han Wenhao thought about it, and finally held his wife's little hand, and wrote on the brush in her hand on rice paper, "Hold the hand of the son, and carry the old with it" Cheng Ya's heart moved, turned her head and looked at her husband Han Wenhao also looked at his wife with a smile, put down the brush in her hand, and then turned his wife's body and said deeply: "Do you remember that I once told you that you are ready to be my wife" Cheng Ya smiled and said: "Well" "At that time, I was worried that you were too stressed, And I will give up, my heart hurts and feels guilty, but I didn't expect that your tolerant heart can tolerate everything more than me, and I thank you for sacrificing too much, including your own love, come to my side, thank you," Han Wenhao said sincerely.Cheng Ya's eyes were red, but she just lowered her head Han Wenhao stretched out his hand and gently picked up Cheng Ya's chin, looked at her beautiful face, and sighed: "How could I bear to hurt such a beautiful and kind you" Cheng Ya knew his thoughts, so she immediately smiled and said: "Maybe I'm too beautiful, you're confused" "Oh" Han Wenhao thought about this, suddenly hugged Cheng Ya sideways, looked at her, and said domineeringly: "Maybe it is" Cheng Ya helplessly hugged Han Wenhao's neck and said with a smile: "No, I'm really a little tired" I'll be gentle," Han Wenhao walked out of the study with his wife in his arms and said with a smile."
You are not gentle at all," Cheng Ya said helplessly looking at her husband.Han Wenhao frowned, hugged his wife a little dissatisfied, and said as he walked: "Cheng Ya, I have never sent flowers to other women, and I have never been so fanatical about a woman, do you know what it means" Cheng Ya's face flushed, and she looked at Han Wenhao with a little disbelief and said with a smile: "It's impossible for you to lie"