Chapter 1067: Is It Your Own? (5/?)

"Wake up, wake up, I'm home." In a villa area in the east of Wenji City, Nan's father woke up Nan Ming who was curled up on the side seat.

Wenji is a small city, but there is also an advantage in this small city, that is, it is low-key.

So in Wenji's Lanshen Club, there are still many old guests. They hate the crowds in big cities, and they still like to come to the oldest Lanshen Club for consumption.

With the presence of several major companies, the opening of Lazy God Paradise, and the development of the Lazy God Clubhouse, there are more and more wealthy people in Wenji. Not to mention, many regular customers of Lazy God Club have bought real estate in Wenji. Whether it is investment or self-occupation, it is very wise to buy real estate in Wenji now.

The real estate developer under Lazy God Yafei also signed an agreement with the Wenji government to develop a set of high-end real estate integrating high-end residences, recuperation and scenic spots.

One of the characteristics of the lazy god is fast, very fast.

Although some plant landscaping is still incomplete, the building is basically complete.

Those legends on the Internet that build buildings one floor at a time are nothing to the lazy gods at all. With the blessing of 3D printing technology, this community is changing every day, and it will take shape in a month. It can be sold outside.

The first phase is surrounded by mountains and rivers, in a town 20 kilometers away from the county seat, with no industries around, and the scenery is unique.

In line with the principle of making things convenient for oneself first, this community is almost full of executives from the lazy gods. Nan Ming's parents also have a set. At first, Nan's mother didn't want to move, but Nan's father likes the spaciousness and atmosphere here, so he can have My own studio, so I persuaded Nan's mother to move here.

Another advantage of living here is that there are all employees of the Lanshen Department, just like living in a family courtyard. The security personnel at the door are also responsible for the security of the Lanshen. There is also a special team in charge of daily life, and life is very comfortable.

Except that there is no sea view room, this place can be said to be a replica of Dongbin Lanshen Bieyuan.

No, Nan's father came back in the middle of the night. As soon as he parked the car in front of his house, two security guards followed him on the Segway and said, "Uncle Nan, come back so late, do you need any help?"

"No." Nan's father laughed when he saw the two security guards, and said, "Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhao, you are on the night shift. It's hard work. No, I'll go and bring the child back."

It sounded like any other dad who picked up his son back from vacation.

But there was a sudden movement in the hearts of the two of them.

Bring the baby back?

"Nan...Mr. Nan! Salute!" When they saw Nan Ming who came down from the passenger seat, rubbing his eyes and yawning, the two of them were startled, and quickly stood at attention to salute.

"Don't be so nervous, this is at home." Nan's father supported Nan Ming who was stumbling around, and greeted the two with a smile: "Come in and sit for a while?"

"No, there's no need for Uncle Nan!" The two quickly refused, watched them enter the small courtyard respectfully, glanced at each other, and then took out the walkie-talkie: "Report to the captain, it's an emergency! President Nan..."

"Leave it to us here."

Before the report was over, a hand stretched out from the darkness, stopping their movements.

"Who... Mr. Zhao!" Seeing Zhao Gaofeng appearing quietly, the two of them thought there was some kind of enemy, but they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was Zhao Gaofeng.

The Lazy God bus descended from the sky without a sound and landed at the gate of Nanjia. Zhao Gaofeng looked around and said, "You go on to patrol, the outside is left to you, and here to me."

A few more people got off the lazy god bus and quietly disappeared nearby.

And Zhao Gaofeng himself stood at the door of Nan's house.

"Xiao Zhao, Lao Wei, come in." Nan's father's voice came from inside, the two looked at each other, grinned, and walked into the courtyard.

Although they have just moved here, this small courtyard has already been taken care of in a decent manner. Various plants are planted in the small garden. Although the garden is not big, it is patchwork and elegant.

On one side of the small courtyard, there was a pond with koi carp. A stream of running water came from somewhere, maybe a spring on the mountain. Hearing the sound of people, the koi carp in the pond jumped up and were very active.

There are a few strange rocks by the pool, which are a bit hideous at night, like ghosts, wanting to jump out.

"Thank you for your hard work. Follow me all the way." Papa Nan said with a smile, "Come in for tea."

Zhao Gaofeng glanced at the time, thinking that it's already midnight, drink mao tea!

To be honest, although he often had contact with Nan Ming's family, he always felt that Nan's father was a person who could not understand.

This person is gentle and smooth, and he never loses his temper easily, but his temper seems a bit strange to Zhao Gaofeng.

For example, tonight, if he flew back in a car like Nan's mother, he would arrive in ten minutes, so what's the use of running on the highway for three hours?

These cultural people are really awkward in their thinking, but they just can't figure it out.

Fortunately, Mr. Nan is not as explosive as Nan's mother, nor as gentle as Nan's father. It seems that he is not impatient at all times.

Papa Nan's reception room also has his style. It is more like a study room, with a banner behind it, with four big characters written: "Comfortable and comfortable", perhaps this is Papa Nan's pursuit in life.

Nan's father put on a kung fu tea posture, and after a series of tedious procedures, he held the hot tea into the hands of the two of them: "Tell me, what has Xiao Ming been busy these days."

Like all parents, Nan's father and Nan's mother also hope to know more about their son, but they know that Nan Ming is a person who does great things, and they also know that Nan Ming is relatively independent in character and doesn't like to be tired of being around his parents, so they have always Live your own life like a normal parent.

But every father wants to know his son better.

Holding the tea, Zhao Gaofeng felt that the teacup was a bit hot, what did Nan Ming do recently?

Well, I have done a lot, but it is a bit troublesome to say, and there is a lot to explain...

"Mr. Nan is still very busy recently. He has done a lot of things. It's a bit cumbersome to say..." Zhao Gaofeng considered his words, not knowing what to say.

He is not very good at getting along with Papa Nan, and he always feels that he has to pay attention to this point when talking to these cultural people, and he might say something wrong.

"Get rid of the cumbersome and difficult to explain, how about making a long story short?" Nan's father also knew that it was not suitable for long talks in the middle of the night.

"Well, being lazy, sleeping and being in a daze...well." After removing those cumbersome and difficult to explain, Zhao Gaofeng summed it up.

Papa Nan: "..."

...

Early the next morning, when Nan Ming woke up from his sleep, the sun was already high.

Walking out of the room and coming to the small courtyard, Nan Ming took a deep breath and looked around.

The surrounding walls of this small courtyard are covered by green bamboos, making it look extraordinarily distant and not cramped, as if the space spread out all at once.

Nan Ming could faintly hear Nan's father's voice, but couldn't see the figure, so he called out a few times wonderingly: "Dad? Where is he?"

"Are you awake? On the left." Papa Nan's voice came from the left.

On the left side of the small courtyard, a corner of the pavilion was exposed under the cover of a few plants that Nan Ming did not know. Nan Ming walked around those plants, only to see Nan's father sitting in the pavilion with two middle-aged Pointing and saying something.

Seeing Nan Ming, the two hurriedly stood up and said hello.

Looking at the uniforms on them, Nan Ming knew that they were the engineering staff of the lazy god Yafei.

"Consultant Nan, you are busy first, we will come to ask for advice later." The two of them did not dare to disturb Nan Ming, and hurriedly left.

"No, what are you guys talking about?" Nan Ming was very curious.

"Mr. Nan, Consultant Nan is our landscaping consultant. We have an overview of the landscaping of the entire scenic spot. We have a few things we don't understand, so we come to consult Consultant Nan." The two hurriedly said.

"Oh." Nan Ming's eyes widened, "Dad, do you still know how to make landscaping?"

"I've always understood, okay!" Papa Nan was speechless. Is there anyone who doesn't care about his dad that much?

"Really? Dad, look at these things I designed, and a few experts also came to give me advice." Nan Ming thought of something, ran back to the house, printed a lot of design drawings and took them out after a while.

"Dad, look, this is the landscape I designed for Sanping Island. Here I plan to plant a few baobab trees. Have you ever seen a baobab tree? It grows so big and strange. Here I plan to transplant a giant sequoia. This kind of The tree is so domineering. And here... Dad, what do you think of my design? I have been busy designing for half a month!"

After listening to Nan Ming's design, Nan's father was speechless, and said, "Xiao Ming, are you really my own?"

"Uh..." Nan Ming's eyes widened, "Isn't it my own?"

"Say it's not your own, you and I look quite alike. Say it's yours, why didn't you inherit my aesthetics at all?" Papa Nan shook his head resentfully, and he immediately understood, this is The so-called "complex and difficult to explain" things that Zhao Gaofeng said last night.

It turns out that Nan Ming has been busy with this recently?

"Could it be that my design is ugly?" Nan Ming stared wide-eyed, "They all said it was pretty good."

"Your aesthetics..." Nan's father couldn't bear to complain.

Nan Ming looked at the two engineers again, his face turned red.

"Let's not talk about how you plant tropical and frigid trees together on the island, maybe you really have a way..." Nan's father sighed, "But this kind of mix and match, do you really think it looks good?"

"Uh, aesthetics, it varies from person to person."

"There is no high or low in art, but there are high and low. There is no good or bad in aesthetics, but there are beauty and ugliness."

"So I'm cheap and ugly?" Nan Ming felt that he had been hurt a ton.

"No, you are expensive and ugly." Papa Nan said.

To put it bluntly, I am an upstart!

"Xiao Ming, if you're okay, just stay with me at home for a few more days, and I'll talk to you and see if I can help you develop your aesthetic ability..." Papa Nan said, "Look, you Your mother has led your mother to such an aesthetic..."

"No need..." Nan Ming said weakly, "You have tried many times since you were young, but it didn't work..."

If there is one thing he fears most about Nanma, it must be that Nanma doesn't listen to others and bury you in the pit by herself.

And what he is most afraid of about Dad Nan... is that he will tell you the truth to the point of annoyance, and insist on cultivating your aesthetics and sentiments!

After breakfast, Nan Ming received a call from Nan's mother: "Son, how is your investigation going?"

"The investigation hasn't started yet...but my dad asked me to stay at home for a few more days!"

"Good son, well done! Stay with him for a few more days, check him out, check him out!" Nanma said.

Nan Ming is about to cry, oh my god, if you ask me to check on my father, aren't you afraid that I will lose my life in the past few days?

"Mom, I don't want to part with you, come pick me up..."

"My good son, let me feel wronged for my mother..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Dad Nan coming over and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Nan's father held a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said, "Well, if you want to cultivate some aesthetics, let's start with calligraphy and painting..."

died! here we go again!

Nan meditated to die.

Then, Nanming saw Dad Nan throw away the pen and ink in his hand, clapped his hands, and said, "Xiaomo, play the Chinese painting teaching video I made."

"Okay." A soft voice sounded, and then a light curtain was projected in the room. Nan's father explained: "There are many people who are interested in collecting calligraphy and painting in the Lazy God Guild Hall. I have observed a lot of ancient authentic works, and even copied them. part of it, and I have a deeper understanding of the quintessence of our country... And I made a teaching film based on my understanding of Chinese painting, and I plan to show it to my students. Hey, what are you doing with that expression? Don’t I know? Keep up with the times?"

Half an hour later, Nan's father sighed and looked up at the sky: "I knew that I shouldn't have any expectations of you... Bring your blueprints, let's talk about giant sequoias and baobabs. "(To be continued.)