Approaching the Chinese New Year, the small cloud city also seems to be lively, migrant workers from other places return to their hometowns, in full swing to buy New Year's goods, the streets and alleys are overcrowded, in a year, only at this time, cloud city has such a lively scene.

Every household is buying New Year's goods and posting couplets, and the same is true for mountainside villas.

Since Tian Ling'er came back from beating Han Sanqian, she would come to the mountainside villa to play almost every day, looking like she had already regarded the mountainside villa as her home.

Su Yingxia and Shi Jing returned home from shopping and were counting things.

All kinds of nuts and candies are prepared to be eaten after the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in preparation for the gala.

"Three thousand, this year's couplet, or you will write it. At this time, Yan Jun said to Han Sanqian with a smile.

When Su Yingxia, who was counting things, heard this, he asked Yan Jun with a surprised face: "Grandpa Yan, can you still write couplets for three thousand?"

"Of course. Yan Jun smiled proudly and said, "His calligraphy has been practiced since he was a child, and all the couplets of the Han family are from him. ”

"This is the only thing I can participate in when I celebrate the New Year in the Han family, and I can't let Nangong Qianqiu know. Han Sanqian said bitterly, in previous years, these things were secretly arranged by Yanjun, which made Han Sanqian have a sense of participation in the New Year.

"Brother, is there anything you can't do that you can even write with a brush?" Tian Ling'er leaned over to Han Sanqian and asked curiously.

"There are too many to say that it won't, for example, I'm worried about how to drive you home, isn't it that I can't think of a good reason?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Tian Ling'er muttered a cherry mouth, walked to Su Yingxia's side, and affectionately held Su Yingxia's hand and said, "Sister Yingxia, look at him, he still wants to drive me away, you can help me teach him a lesson." ”

Su Yingxia couldn't cry or laugh, this little girl was ghostly, whenever she suffered a loss from Han Sanqian, she would ask her for help.

"Okay, I'll teach him a lesson later. Su Yingxia said.

Tian Ling'er raised her head at Han Sanqian with a smug face, full of provocation.

Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly, Su Yingxia helped this girl, he couldn't help it.

"Since you're idle, cut paper, and make some contributions. Han Sanqian asked Tian Ling'er.

"Okay, but you have to send me two couplets, the couplets written by Han Sanqian are hung at the door of my house, what a long face. Tian Ling'er said with a smile.

When everything was ready, the moment Han Sanqian picked up the pen, everyone in the family put down what they were doing and walked to the side to watch.

Except for Yan Jun, no one had ever seen Han Sanqian put pen to paper.

The most curious thing at this moment is Shi Jing, she used to think that the couplets at home were written by Yan Jun himself, but she didn't expect all this to be done by Han Sanqian, she still remembered that the couplets were neatly written, and it was very much like it was from the hands of a master, so she was a little skeptical that Han Sanqian could really do it.

Han Sanqian, who hadn't started writing for a long time, took a deep breath and walked on the bright red paper with a hook, this scene once again made Su Yingxia fall into Han Sanqian's charm.

I didn't expect Han Sanqian to mention the pen, and he was so fascinated by his master's demeanor.

Tian Ling'er has grown up with a small mouth, iron painting silver hooks, and wonderful brushstrokes, this is the adjective she can think of.

A couplet is written in one go, making people dazzled.

"I haven't started writing for so many years, and the level is still a little rusty, so I will start again. Yan Jun said to Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian did not hesitate to remove the couplet he had just completed, this was Yanjun's strict requirement for him, when he was a child, Han Sanqian didn't know how much paper he wasted, this moment gave Han Sanqian the feeling that he was back in the past.

As long as there is a flaw in one word, Yanjun will let him start all over again.

"Isn't that good, you don't want it, keep it for me. Tian Ling'er hurriedly and carefully put away the couplet written by Han Sanqian, for fear that it would be damaged at all.

"I'll give you a better one later. Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Tian Ling'er was like a treasure, and said: "For me, this is already the best, I want it." ”

Han Sanqian lifted his breath again, and the pen was shocking, this time there was still no stagnation, and the completion of one stroke, whether it was the neatness of the font or the degree of completion, it was obviously better than the previous one.

But Yan Jun was still not satisfied, and asked Han Sanqian to come again, such a harsh request, even Shi Jing couldn't stand it anymore.

Finally, after several proficiencys, Han Sanqian's brushwork met Yan Jun's requirements, and at this time, he was already sweating profusely.

Seeing this, Su Yingxia hurriedly wiped the sweat from Han Sanqian's forehead.

"Grandpa Yan, you are so strict, I will settle accounts with you when you are tired. Su Yingxia said to Yan Jun.

Yan Jun couldn't cry or laugh, if it weren't for his strict requirements and training Han Sanqian since he was a child, how could Han Sanqian have such a tenacious heart today?

However, it is natural for Su Yingxia to feel sorry for Han Sanqian, after all, they are a small couple.

"There won't be many opportunities like this in the future, so I can't take advantage of the opportunity to embarrass him. Yan Jun said.

At this time, Shi Jing, who was standing on the side, sighed, it was precisely because of Yanjun's strict requirements that Han Sanqian was excellent today, Han Jun had been doted on by Nangong Qianqiu since he was a child, how could his ability be compared to Han Sanqian?

If this matter had been done by Han Jun, I'm afraid he would have already turned his face.

"When the ink is dry, you can put it on. Han Sanqian said with satisfaction.

"Brother, I'...... What about mine?" Tian Ling'er secretly tugged at the corner of Han Sanqian's clothes and said weakly.

"Didn't you already take it just now?" said Han Sanqian with a smile.

Tian Ling'er moved very quickly, crumpled the couplet in her hand, threw it directly into the trash, and said, "Yes, where is it, I didn't take it." ”

Only Tian Ling'er can do this kind of thing in public, and she will not cause others to be disgusted, but she will laugh.

"Okay, I'll write it to you right away. Han Sanqian said happily.

After writing the couplet, Tian Ling'er didn't do anything, and kept waiting for the ink to dry, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it away.

After the ink dried, Tian Ling'er couldn't wait to take it home.

The Tianjia is still lively, and all the relatives gather together to discuss the activities of this year's Chinese New Year's Eve.

After Tian Ling'er returned, Tian Changsheng said with a smile: "I thought you forgot your home, come quickly, we are discussing the activities of this year's Chinese New Year's Eve, but you proposed it before, without you, we can't pay attention to it." ”

For the event, Tian Ling'er is not looking forward to it at all, because she has no plans to spend it at home, and after the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, she has already thought about going to the mountainside villa.

"Grandpa, come on, show you something good. Tian Ling'er said with a mysterious face.

Tian Changsheng frowned puzzled, the thing Tian Ling'er was holding in his hand was like a couplet, what kind of good thing was this.

When Tianling'er spread the couplet on the table, she said proudly: "Grandpa, how about this couplet?"

Tian Changsheng's eyes lit up, and the couplets were obviously handwritten, which was very different from the printed products sold on the street.

"Tian Ling'er, isn't it just a couplet, and it's not a good thing. One day, the junior said with a disappointed face.

Tian Ling'er glared at the man and said, "If you don't understand, don't open your mouth." ”

"Grandpa, do you see that this character is well written?" Tian Ling'er couldn't wait to ask Tian Changsheng.

"It's really well written, the pen is powerful, and it's done in one go, the font is neat, it takes years of pen power to be able to do it, you won't want to lie to me that you wrote it. Tian Changsheng said.

"If only I could write such good words, this is written by my brother himself. Tian Ling'er said.

"Han Sanqian!" Tian Changsheng was surprised, Han Sanqian actually wrote such a good hand, which really surprised him.

"Of course, who else is so powerful except my brother. Tian Ling'er said proudly.

Tianchang couldn't help but take the couplet in his hand and appreciate it, and his mouth sighed one after another with words of praise, and a few people who looked down on this couplet before also put away their disdainful expressions.

They don't know how to evaluate how the words are written, but it is from the hand of Han Sanqian, which is not something they are qualified to dislike.