In the Wang family, there is no calculation, so it is easy. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Xu Xiangqing also spent a day happily at her grandmother's place, and also ate a sumptuous meal, and found the atmosphere of the New Year here. In the evening, the family sits around and plays poker, and the loser has to put a note on his face, and the laughter is not lively.

On the morning of the third day of the next day, Xu Zhonghui's family had breakfast and were about to go back to the county seat, Wang Liang and Wang Minghao sent them to the bus stop to watch the people get on the bus before leaving.

When I returned to my home in the county seat, because there was no fire for three days, it was very cold at home, so the first thing I did when I entered the house was to make a stove. It didn't take long for the stove to light up and I felt warm in the house, and I didn't have to wear a down jacket in the house.

Xu Xiangqing took out the notebook given by Grandpa Tang and looked at it carefully, thinking about where his words were still deficient. Remembering what Grandpa Tang said years ago, and remembering that he said that he would visit the county seat after the New Year, Xu Xiangqing put on his coat and went out. Although today is only the third day of the Lunar New Year, Grandpa Tang may still not come back in Anshi, but he must keep his promise.

The courtyard door was not closed, and Xu Xiangqing thought to herself that Grandpa Tang might have returned. Sure enough, as soon as Xu Xiangqing walked into the yard, he saw Grandpa Tang playing Tai Chi in the yard. "Grandpa Tang, Happy New Year. ”

"Okay, you have a good New Year. I'll practice again, do you want to be together? "Tang Jiwen has to practice Tai Chi for a while every day, rarely interrupted. Unless it's a big deal, don't stop.

Xu Xiangqing also knows Tai Chi, professional level, learned in his previous life. The reason for this is not to be a hobby or exercise, but to talk about business. Xu Xiangqing still remembered that the customer was difficult to communicate, and when he was about to give up the cooperation project, he found that the customer liked to do tai chi. So Xu Xiangqing was stunned and forced himself to learn Tai Chi, and then accompanied the customer to practice together, God paid off, and finally the customer was impressed, and the cooperation was very successful.

Now that Grandpa Tang personally asked if he wanted to practice together, Xu Xiangqing did not refuse. "Grandpa Tang, I'll practice with you. ”

After practicing Tai Chi, Xu Xiangqing followed Tang Jiwen's grandfather into the house. It was very warm in the room, and Xu Xiangqing took off her coat.

Tang Jiwen beckoned Xu Xiangqing to the desk and pointed to a couplet on the table. "This is the couplet I wrote yesterday, can you see how it is written?"

"Grandpa Tang's handwritten couplets are naturally good, the font is stretched, and the pen is strong. But I don't think it was written by one person. Xu Xiangqing still has some eyesight, Tang Jiwen's handwriting is no longer comparable to ordinary calligraphers, and it is estimated that it is a good handwriting that has been practiced for decades. If the word Grandpa Tang is signed and then stamped with a private seal, then it can be collected. As for saying that it is not a person's handwriting, Xu Xiangqing did not say it casually. The font, the pen and many other aspects are very similar, but the lower link has a deliberate feeling.

"Your little mouth is sweet, like honey. I thought you were just writing calligraphy with a hard pen, but it seems that you also understand calligraphy. I really didn't write this link, and many people didn't see this problem, but let you find out. Tang Jiwen smiled very happily, he felt that he had found a very spiritual apprentice.

Tang Jiwen went to Anshi for the New Year, and several old friends who heard the news went to visit and got together. Temporarily, Tang Jiwen wrote an uplink, and another old friend thought of a downlink. The calligraphy of the two was originally written in willow style, and the friend deliberately imitated Tang Jiwen's handwriting in order to make the upper and lower couplets look like a couplet. Many people later saw this couplet and only praised it, but no one pointed out that it was not written by one person. So when Xu Xiangqing said this fact, Tang Jiwen was very surprised.

Tang Jiwen put away the couplet and re-laid a new piece of rice paper on the desk. "Come, Xiang Qing, you can also write a few words for me to see. ”

Since he decided to learn calligraphy from Mr. Tang Jiwen, Xu Xiangqing would not hide it in this regard. There was no twisting and no excuse, Xu Xiangqing walked to the desk and picked up the brush, originally thinking about what to write, but inadvertently glanced at the orchid in the corner, Xu Xiangqing had an idea, and wrote a poem of Li Bai's lone orchid.

"The lone orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass disappears together. Although it shines in the spring sun, it is not a high autumn moon. The frost is early, and the green is afraid to rest. If there is no breeze blowing, who will send the fragrance? This poem by Li Bai's Gulan is well written. Tang Jiwen felt that Xu Xiangqing was very smart, and he chose this poem nine times out of ten because he saw the pots of orchids he raised. And Xu Xiangqing's handwriting is really good, smart and delicate, and it is not vigorous, and it is retracted and released to a certain extent. At Xu Xiangqing's age, it is very rare to be able to write such brush characters. Tang Jiwen believes that in time, Xu Xiangqing may become a calligrapher.

Xu Xiangqing and Tang Jiwen are very close to each other and get along very happily. Tang Jiwen taught calligraphy and talked about life experience, Xu Xiangqing listened carefully, but before he knew it, it was noon. Wang Jing saw that her daughter hadn't gone home for dinner yet, so she simply packed the food and sent it to Tang Jiwen's house.

Tang Jiwen and Xu Xiangqing continued to talk and practice calligraphy after dinner, and the two of them were like friends who had known each other for a long time. Tang Jiwen sighed in his heart, this Xu Xiangqing is really not like a little girl who has just been fifteen years old, she is really very knowledgeable, and she also has her own unique opinions on many issues.

In the evening, Wang Liang, Tian Xiaowen, and Wang Minghao's family of three left from Tian's house, and on the way home, Tian Xiaowen kept laughing and was very happy. After so many years, she feels that this time is the most proud of her parents' family.

"Every time I went back to my parents' house, my sister-in-law spoke very harshly, and my mother gave me something, and she kept talking there. After all, it's not that we are poor, we are all useless people to her. But this time, you can see how smooth my sister-in-law's sycophancy was saying, and I forgot how she treated us before. I used to joke that we grow vegetables in winter, but when we make money, she will get pink eye. ”

Looking at his wife's joy, Wang Liang was also very emotional. He could feel that when he went to Tian's house this time, the attitude of his father-in-law and mother-in-law towards him was not quite the same as before. Wang Liang can understand that the old man married his daughter to him in the hope of living well, but she let her daughter-in-law suffer with her over the years, and Xiaowen's parents were naturally unhappy. Now that the two of them are living their lives, the old man is more relieved and happy.

"From now on, our family will be proud, and in a few days we will buy a tractor, which can be used when we go to the city to deliver goods or farm work. After that, we will continue to sell vegetables, and when we have saved more money, we will slowly make this business bigger. Now those people have pink eye, and this will make those people lose their eyeballs in the future. ”