When it comes to grinding ink, it is also exquisite.

The posture of the person who grinds the ink should be correct, and the vertical and flat holding of the ink should be maintained, the weight, speed and speed should be moderate, and the vertical circle should be made on the inkstone, and it should not be obliquely grinding or pushing straight......

Whether you are an expert or not, you can see it from the technique of ink grinding alone.

Seeing Yu Xiaowan's upright appearance, Wang Weikang couldn't hide his appreciation.

"Nowadays, young people don't use this kind of traditional ink strip much, but to really write a good hand, but also to look at the ink, the dignified posture of grinding ink, can promote the stability of the writing technique, look at your technique, you know that you have worked hard."

"Isn't it just grinding ink, who wouldn't?"

Without saying anything to Xiaowan, Lin Dongyang came in from outside the door and looked at the ink strip in Yu Xiaowan's hand curiously.

"It's nothing special, it's as dark as it gets."

"you, you know what?"

Wang Weikang glanced at his son with disgust, "I'm too lazy to explain to you, go out and chat with Lu Mu and them, why are you here if you have nothing to do?" ”

Lin Dongyang looked aggrieved, "Chat with them?" It's not that you don't know my dad, Lu Mu didn't have me in his eyes at all when he came, and I couldn't interject half a sentence on the topic of chatting, Mom, you won't dislike me too, right? ”

Wang Weikang looked at Lin Dongyang, and there were two big words of disgust written in his eyes.

"Mom, don't treat you like this, I'm your own son."

Lin Dongyang simply played tricks.

Wang Weikang didn't eat his set at this time, and the brush was lightly dipped in ink, "If you can find me a daughter-in-law like Xiaowan, I won't dislike you." ”

put down the pen on the rice paper, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, "Good ink, Xiaowan's ink is really good ink, it makes me feel that I have wasted such ink." ”

"How can it be Aunt Wang, your words are also very good, I have seen the Song words you copied, and it is also a must to write hairpin flowers, this ink is very suitable for writing Xiaokai, you are half-cooked Xuan, you try it with Shengxuan, the effect will be better."

"Really?"

Hearing Yu Xiaowan say this, Wang Weikang was also very happy, and immediately brought a birthday announcement and wrote a song of Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Order".

After writing, I was also very satisfied with my words, "Sure enough, the words written are bright, which is very charming." ”

"Aunt Wang, it's your good words." Yu Xiaowan also nodded in agreement.

Lin Dongyang on the side: "......"

Look at the two women in the study, and then look at the two men in the living room......

Finally, he said to the kitchen, "Aunt Yang, what are you going to have for lunch?" I'm here to help. ”

After a while, Aunt Yang's voice came from the kitchen, "My little ancestor, go out, don't make a mess here......"

……

Lunch was naturally very rich, Wang Weikang originally wanted to cook two specialty dishes himself, but Lin Dongyang told her that she was not good at any of the dishes, and even her husband nodded in agreement, and finally gave up.

Aunt Yang's cooking skills are very good, and with Wang Weikang taking care of her, Yu Xiaowan has eaten hard.

After lunch, he pulled her to eat fruit, and it could be seen that Wang Weikang really liked Yu Xiaowan, and even asked Lu Mu vigorously where he found such a baby.

Where to find it?

Lu Mu thought secretly, of course it was fate.

After chatting for a while, seeing that the time was not early, Lu Mu took Yu Xiaowan to leave.

After sending Lu Mu and Yu Xiaowan away, Lin Dongyang didn't stay at home anymore, and went out together.

Wang Weikang sent people downstairs, and only then did he come back, and he was naturally in a very good mood.