If you have something in your heart, you will easily wake up early. Qin Feng didn't go to bed until half past four in the morning, but he got up at 10 o'clock in the morning, half an hour earlier than Wang Yanmei. When he first got up, Qin Feng's mind was dizzy, and he couldn't figure out what he was doing when he got up, and the only thing he could think of in his mind was that he should go to the vegetable market to transport the ingredients home first, so as not to be late, and let the infatuated pork uncle wait for a long time.

Stunned and walked to the living room, Su Tang was lying on the sofa watching TV, a pair of white hair and long legs were slightly bent, but they still seemed to occupy more than half of the length of his body, Qin Feng glanced at it, and the whole person suddenly became three points more sober.

"You didn't have class today?" Qin Feng asked.

"It's Saturday!" Su Tang put down the leg that led to the crime and said with a grin.

Qin Feng nodded lightly in a weak manner, his movements were like floating, and he moved to the bathroom.

Seven or eight minutes later, after solving all the hygiene problems, Qin Feng finally regained his senses.

While her parents hadn't gotten up yet, she had a sweet good morning kiss with Su Tang first, and after kissing, Qin Feng asked her to study hard.

"It's really annoying...... Although Su Tang said this, he was still obedient and turned off the TV.

For girls in love, boyfriend's words are much more effective than mothers.

Qin Feng was very proud of his training, and after 2 minutes of being crooked with Su Tang, he went out first.

Riding Wang Yanmei's electric tricycle out of the parking lot, Qin Feng walked slowly all the way, and when he came to the vegetable market, the time had passed half past 10 o'clock. The vegetable market is the most leisurely time at this time, the morning rush hour has passed, and the last group of people before noon has not yet come, so the usual shoulder to shoulder in the vegetable market aisle, this time you can directly ride a small three-wheeled into it.

Qin Feng pushed the cart to Pork Liu's stall, and there were a lot of ingredients in it.

"You guys were late in business yesterday, didn't you?" Pork Liu asked.

"yes." Qin Feng nodded, "The stall closed at almost 4 o'clock, and my parents hadn't woken up when I came out." ”

Pork Liu's expression darkened slightly, and he muttered softly: "Your mother has been living this day." Day and night are reversed. In my opinion, it's better to open a shop here, and the profit is no less than setting up a stall with you. ”

Qin Feng smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

Wang Yanmei and Comrade Lao Qin are married, and no matter how much pork Liu looks at the autumn water. That also won't help.

The two of them worked together to load nearly 250 kilograms of goods onto the tricycle, Qin Feng and Pork Liu reconciled the accounts, and after settling the money directly, they left immediately. On the way home. Qin Feng bought a brush and ink by the way, as well as two knives of rice paper of average quality. When he returned to the community, Qin Feng called Qin Jianguo down first, and the father and son moved the ingredients piled up into a hill back upstairs several times.

When the heavy body work was finished, Qin Feng put the four treasures of the study room on the table, Qin Jianguo saw it, and asked puzzledly: "Why do you buy a brush?" ”

Qin Feng replied: "Write a signboard." ”

Qin Jianguo heard this. Anyway, it's the same as yesterday's Schron, and even the "I don't believe it" look on his face is a little more obvious. After all, Qin Feng was raised by him personally, whether Qin Feng could write calligraphy or not, Qin Jianguo felt that he had the most right to speak. In Qin Jianguo's impression, he had only bought a brush for Qin Feng once, and that was when Qin Feng was in elementary school, so after being stunned for a moment, Qin Jianguo couldn't help but smile and said, "How can the signboard be so easy to write?" ”

Qin Feng smiled. He said calmly, "Try it." ”

Wang Yanmei, who was cooking breakfast and lunch in the kitchen, heard the conversation between the two of them, and then walked out curiously, wanting to see what Cheng dù could be written in Qin Feng's calligraphy. Wang Yanmei is different from Qin Jianguo, she has always felt that Qin Feng's handwriting is very beautiful. So there's a lot to look forward to.

In front of his family, Qin Feng didn't need to deliberately show anything.

First wash the newly bought brush tip with hot water to loosen it, and then find out a few waste newspapers at home, spread them on the table, and don't use any inkstones, Qin Feng directly picked up the pen and put it in a small inkwell to dip it in ink. After the foreplay, Qin Feng casually wrote 6 words "Fried skewers in the back alley" on the waste newspaper, but after putting down the pen, Qin Feng himself shook his head slightly.

"Alas, I haven't written for too long, and there are only seven successes left......" Qin Feng sighed.

When he was in college in the previous world, Qin Feng originally wanted to go to a middle school teacher after graduation, so during college, he spent three years practicing three strokes (brush, pen, chalk). In the area of calligraphy, Qin Feng belongs to a very perceptive type, in those three years, his calligraphy level has been able to rise to a level almost every year, although it has not reached the point where he can take it out and sell it for money, but at least he has his own style, which is quite enough to fool the layman.

Qin Jianguo, who was standing on the side, was stunned for several seconds before he finally came back to his senses, and asked Qin Feng with a look of surprise: "Xiaofeng, you are a calligraphy...... When did you learn it? ”

Wang Yanmei poked his arm and said reproachfully: "How did you become a father, you don't know this?" ”

"Mom, my dad really doesn't know about this, this is what I used to practice casually in private, and I didn't tell my dad." Qin Feng explained.

Qin Jianguo hurriedly asked, "Why didn't you tell me?" ”

Qin Feng smiled: "What's the use of telling you this?" I don't take it to the game. ”

Qin Jianguo shook his head, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, his son was under his nose every day, he didn't even know what Qin Feng would do, this father was indeed too derelict in his duties.

Qin Feng wrote his name on the scrap newspaper at this time, but he was still not very satisfied, he said to Qin Jianguo and Wang Yanmei: "Wait for Shi Kelang to come and get the words, I want to practice first and get my state back." ”

"That's a good word." Wang Yanmei stared at the words on the scrap newspaper and felt really satisfied.

Qin Feng himself was quite proud, and said with a smile: "It can be better." ”

For people with a foundation, it is not difficult to get back to the original state without writing for a long time. It's nothing more than taking some time to get your muscles back into the action of moving the pen. Qin Feng found a pile of waste paper, and practiced Xiaokai and Xingshu for about 40 minutes, and his skills were rising steadily.

In the process of practicing calligraphy, Su Tang has been watching from the sidelines, and his eyes are full of admiration.

Wang Yanmei didn't urge Su Tang to go back to review this time, wanting her to accept the edification.

"It's okay, write it officially." Before lunch, Qin Feng found a ninety percent state.

Spreading out the rice paper and contemplating for a few seconds, Qin Feng wrote down the 6 big characters written at the beginning in one breath.

The play is not bad, the line is very chic, and the size and interval of each word are well grasped.

After writing, Qin Feng added three small words on the side: Qin Fengshu.

Su Tang couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and then naturally grabbed Qin Feng's arm, and said with an affectionate expression: "Why are you so stinky and beautiful!" was smiling brightly, and suddenly looked up and met Wang Yanmei's stunned eyes, Su Tang was so frightened that he quickly let go of Qin Feng, and ran into his room with a weak heart, leaving only Qin Feng and Wang Yanmei staring at each other, and the atmosphere was quite wrong. (To be continued.) )