The old man Bai nodded: "Can you see what the doorway is?"

Ning Wanwan raised her eyelashes and said honestly, "I don't know much about this, but... Grandpa's writing is so beautiful!"

The old man Bai raised his eyebrows, very comfortable: "Little girl is honest!"

If Ning Wanwan said something about the Xifeng character bone commonly used by scholars and writers, then he would suspect that Ning Wanwan was deliberately prepared! On the contrary, it is the most simple compliment that can prove the innocence of the other party.

Ning Wanwan read it for a while before putting down the scroll, and said with some admiration, "Grandpa, can you write a character for Wanwan?"

The old man Bai looked at her bright eyes and walked to the desk with a smile: "Okay, what are you thinking?"

Ning Wanwan deliberately pondered for a while: "Just write... I will be peaceful!"

Peace of mind?

Mr. Bai heard Xiaobai mention some late things. This girl had a hard time in the past few years. At this moment, the sentence "I am peaceful" should be her expectation for the future, right?

He only practiced calligraphy in the evening, and the ink on the inkstone was still dry.

The four words, written in one go, penetrate the back of the paper.

Putting down the pen and waiting for the ink to dry, the old man Bai raised his head and said, "How is your writing?"

Ning Wanwan nodded: "It's great! Especially this Ning word... It's like I've practiced many, many times. It's smooth and powerful, and it feels like being protected!"

rather……

I have practiced many times...

The feeling of being protected...

This little girl... If it wasn't for her conviction that she didn't know about Ningjia Village's past, Mr. Bai would almost have thought that she was here to inquire.

Without answering, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Ning Wanwan pursed her lips: "Grandpa, did you say something wrong lately?"

The old man Bai put the crutches in front of the desk and leaned against it, and he sat down slowly: "No, Grandpa was just thinking about other things, and was distracted."

Ning Wanwan snorted, and was about to go out holding the paper: "Then don't disturb grandpa, this letter must be treasured every night! When I go back to the village, I will frame it and hang it in the main room!"

Go back to the village? !

"Ningjia Village?" Elder Bai blurted out.

Ning Wanwan blinked innocently, as if she didn't know anything: "Well, yes. My sister said that she will send my grandmother and me back to see after a while. It's been a long time since I came out. I don't know the people in the village, but they still remember us. Is it?"

"Yeah, it's been a long time..." The old man Bai was a little bitter. Can anyone remember him from the past?

Ning Wanwan glanced at the old man: "When I come back, I will bring some special products from the village to my grandfather~"

specialty?

The old man Bai's expression was a little loose, and he subconsciously talked about the place: "Oh? What specialties are there?"

Ning Wanwan raised the corners of her lips and held back her smile: "There are quite a lot, most of them can be bought outside. But...the fruits in the mountains are very rare! Ah, by the way, in July, there will be some The mountain melon is ripe!"

Hearing this word, Old Man Bai's expression changed.

Ning Wanwan continued to describe as if she hadn't seen it, "Buried in the ground, the size of a thumb, round, and very sweet! When the time comes, I'll go up the mountain to look for it and bring some back for Grandpa?!"

"Mountain melon?" Old Man Bai murmured as he fell into memory, "yellow-brown skin, red-soiled flesh like a fig..."

Dimples appeared on Ning Wanwan's face: "Eh? Grandpa knows that too? I was very greedy for that when I was a child. Every July, my grandmother would take me up the mountain to go over the mountain to eat melons."