Chapter 395: Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting
Xie Yanjie rolled his eyes, and then said: "Everyone knows that pie will not fall in the sky, and now there are suddenly several trading doors, how can you be sure that those people will take advantage of it? ? Rather than fearing hidden dangers and sealing it up? "
"If it is only given to one family, it is very likely that this will happen. There are similar things in history. Some technologies are sealed and not used. "Xie Zangyue nodded first, then shook his head and said, "However, now that we have given them 6, one for each family, they will inevitably rush to use it, because those who do not use it will fall behind in the world..."
< br>"I understand, this is the prisoner's dilemma," Xie Yanjie thought for a moment and suddenly realized, "These people have their own contradictions and cannot cooperate. They can only make the worst choice."
" We are all prisoners, prisoners of this small world and short time." Xie Zangyue picked up a cup of tea without feeling proud at all.
What's there to be proud of?
It is just a temporary victory, how can it be compared to someone who is leisurely watching the victory or defeat?
That is the winner who truly breaks out of the cage.
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Dongshui City, Wen Rensheng’s home.
An awkward atmosphere was permeating the living room.
Wen Rensheng’s family gathered together to welcome Wang Cuiyan, who just became a grandma.
"You said this baby brought back from Mount Tai is my grandson? It's obviously not a normal person!" Wang Cuiyan's voice was a little loud, but it could still be seen from her face that she was trying her best to control herself.
After all, this is not her home.
"Yes, although it has nothing to do with you and me in terms of blood relationship, it is a gift from God, which is better than blood relationship. Fuxi and Liu Bang were both born in this way." Wang Wenwen said plausibly.
"Hmph, don't fool me, wait for me to make a call." Wang Cuiyan took out her cell phone. If it was true or false, she could tell at a glance using the prophecy technique.
She didn't believe the videos the other party showed her just now, about someone approaching a whirlpool and spitting out a baby. The videos could be faked, and she still knew a little bit about various filming techniques.
Wang Wenwen was leisurely holding the fat baby and sitting on the sofa. The fat baby had his thumb in his mouth and looked curiously at the old woman who was scolding his mother...
Others sat with him, But it's hard to talk.
Although I don’t know what the truth is, it is definitely not Wang Wenwen’s. After all, we live under the same roof every day, so this can be determined.
How can you have a baby if you don't jump around every day?
On the other hand, Wang Cuiyan apologized to everyone after making the phone call: "I'm sorry, everyone, this is my family's private matter, disturbing your peace."
"It's okay, we are all friends, we can't talk. I won't bother you, but I'm just a child after all. Even if something happens, we have to discuss it." Ouyang Ling said, as she is also a woman, she is more suitable to say this kind of thing.
Wang Cuiyan nodded first, then quietly glared at Wang Wenwen.
I originally thought that in Wen Rensheng’s house, the first to get the moon would be the one who was close to the water and the terrace. But now, there is no moon. The first to get the baby if he was close to the water and the terrace...
If she was not completely sure that the other person would not fall in love with her daughter, and that the other party would definitely not do such a thing based on his character, she would definitely have to be suspicious first.
Just in terms of reputation, there is some trouble.
Fortunately, everyone is a mutant, so no one cares about this, let alone gossips.
Ordinary people are afraid of gossip because they are worried about the impact on their work and life. How can aliens worry about this?
I don’t know how long it took, but amid everyone’s expectations, Wang Cuiyan’s phone rang again.
"Sister Wang, I just checked for you, and the result is unpredictable. Although I can't be sure if it's true, I guarantee that it's not something your girl can just make up." A somewhat immature male voice sounded.
"Sorry to trouble you, Xiao Huang." Wang Cuiyan thanked him.
"Let me just say, this is a gift from God, how could it be predicted by you casually?" Wang Wenwen looked proud, but he was relieved in his heart. I didn't expect that Zhao Han was really powerful. What this seemingly ordinary girl said was true - when it came to Wen Rensheng, any direct prediction would be ineffective.
This is her greatest confidence.
"Okay, I still have reservations, but you are still young now and have just grown up. I will raise the child. You can talk about custody rights after you become an expert." Wang Cuiyan couldn't refuse.
The fat doll in Wang Wenwen's hand suddenly felt cold for some reason...
"Uh, that's okay, but you have to be nicer to my son and stop being so harsh. "Wang Wenwen said and pushed the fat baby towards Wang Cuiyan.
The fat baby stared at her with big innocent eyes, as if to say, is he so heartless?
Wang Cuiyan was also stunned. She originally thought that the other party would not let him out, but she didn't expect to be so straightforward. Could it be that she really had a clear conscience?
Wang Wenwen raised his head high and thought secretly: I have confidence in Wen Rensheng. You can't easily see through what he makes.
"Isn't that great, Teacher Wang, let's stay and have dinner together." Wen Rende, who had not been breathing, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that the two of them would have a fight at home. It's so unseemly.
"That's a lot of trouble for you." Wang Cuiyan showed an awkward but polite smile, bowed slightly to everyone, and expressed her apology.
"In any case, since we are all aliens, it is better to get along more harmoniously and be more comfortable. After all, we will live together for hundreds of years in the future." Wen Rende said with a smile.
Wang Cuiyan nodded, and then the living room finally returned to its previous warm atmosphere.
Wen Rensheng, who had been silent for the whole time, stood up and said, "Well, if you are busy, I will give the students some summer homework."
"Manager Wen Ren, you are so diligent, and you are indeed a role model for employees. You work hard where others can't see you. Others only see that you get off work at the right time, but they don't notice that you never distinguish between get off work and work." Wang Cuiyan praised after hearing this.
"It's not bad." Wen Rensheng accepted this cheap praise in full.
After Wen Rensheng left, Wang Cuiyan started chatting enthusiastically with other people in the living room.
"The black and white vortex that appeared on the top of Dongyue, some of you should know the internal situation, right?" She said the most popular topic in the alien circle at the moment.
"I heard a lot from children, it seems that if you invest in handicrafts, you can get some rewards." Wen Rende said ambiguously.
“It’s almost like that. It’s similar to the information I have. An ocean cemetery and a black and white whirlpool. The former needs to practice puppetry, and the latter needs to practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It’s a suggestion for us. It’s not a small challenge,” Wang Cuiyan reminded.
"Yes, we are a couple. I am okay, I still have some artistic talent, although I am not a great artist, I can always make a few poems, but she is not good, her mind is full of frames. "Wen Rende smiled at his wife.
"Tch, it sounds like you are very capable, but I don't know what you are capable of..." Of course Ouyang Ling knew his details.
She didn't believe that her husband suddenly became a great poet. After a little investigation, she found out that it was her son's credit that had been stolen by the old man.
But in front of outsiders, she would naturally not say anything to cause trouble.
"Well, poems and poems, these things that used to be used only for self-cultivation, are now worth real money." Wang Cuiyan nodded.
"Mom, that thing could be sold for a lot of money before, as long as it was made well enough." Wang Wenwen interjected.
"Ah, it seems that I will have to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the future... I will be very embarrassed if I learn painting skills from you." Zhao Han suddenly had a headache.
"Don't worry, we are good buddies. I will teach you well from now on and ensure that you become a great abstract painter." Wang Wenwen said, patting his chest.
(End of this chapter)