Wang Xiao looked at him speechlessly: "The Spring Festival couplets you just said you wanted to paste, that's all?" Not enough! ”

"I'll write some more!"

Thinking that there would be nothing to do in the afternoon anyway, Wang Xiao took the initiative to study ink and asked him to write it quickly.

Li Baoping is a showman, and he often reads books on weekdays, but nothing else may be good, and writing a Spring Festival couplet is handy.

But now she was in front of her, bowing her head and quietly grinding the ink, her long eyelashes casting a shadow on her face, making her skin whiter.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Wang Xiao couldn't help but raise his face: "What's wrong?" Can't think of anything good to write? ”

He hurriedly lowered his head: "I promised to teach you how to write before, and I haven't been free, so you can practice while it's okay these days!" ”

As soon as he mentioned this, Wang Xiao felt that her head was big, in fact, she had secretly practiced several times, but she had no talent for writing with a soft brush, so she gave up.

Seeing her wrinkled face like a child, his heart softened: "Come on, you keep avoiding it like this, you will never learn." ”

"I can read, I can read the ledger, I don't need to write many words."

Li Baoping looked helpless and spoiled: "Anything else can be, your name must always be practiced to be able to see talents, otherwise when you sign the account book in the future, what will the people below think of you?" ”

Speaking of account books, now Wang Xiao only simply remembered the workshop, although the beauty cream is very reassuring Liu Zhiheng, he also has a separate account book.

Now the stall is small, there is no need to sign or anything, what she says can be counted, and it can be bigger, and it must be signed.

"Later!"

"Wait until you need to practice, it's too late, come and teach you now."

As he spoke, he came over and pulled Wang Xiao over, pressed him into a chair and sat down.

Wang Xiao was embarrassed to pick up the pen, dip it in the inkstone at random, and practiced according to one of the couplets.

The stroke order and strokes are all right, and you can recognize what the word is when you write it, but it is extremely ugly.

Li Baoping shook her head, she could recognize so many words, how could she not write.

He took her hand and leaned down: "Come, try to follow my handwriting!" ”

His voice was low, with a special magnetism, and the warm breath sprayed in her ears, making her whole body warm.

She moved her body uncomfortably: "I can, just find some notes to copy." ”

Li Baoping is rare and serious at this time: "No, it will take a while for you to find a copybook, and it will take a while to practice when you think about it, and you will never be able to practice your name." ”

Holding Wang Xiao's hand and writing her name several times, each time in a different font, Li Baoping let go of her hand, pointed to one of the words and said: "I think this suits you, you will practice according to this pair of characters in the future!" ”

Wang Xiao didn't understand this, she just felt that the font was gentle and graceful, not what she liked: "I don't want it, I want to practice this!" ”

The script under her hand is sharp, and the style is a little harder, which is not suitable for beginners at all, and few women can learn such a font.

But this is also his favorite font, and her preferences are really different from other women.

"It's going to be harder to practice."

I'm not afraid, since I have to practice, I have to do my best. ”

Practicing calligraphy is not something that can be achieved in one or two days, Wang Xiao felt that his hands were a little sore after practicing for a while, so he still gave the pen to Li Baoping and asked him to continue to write Spring Festival couplets.

When she handed the pen over, Wang Xiao's hand slipped, and the pen slid down the placket of her clothes, leaving an indescribable stroke on her chest.

Her face turned red as soon as she saw him staring at the ink on her body, she covered it in a panic: "I'll go change my clothes." ”

After eating, Wang Daoren also wanted to come and see how the Spring Festival couplets were written, and feel the atmosphere of the New Year in advance.

It's just that as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the scene of Li Baoping staring at Wang Xiao, and his anger came up.

Li Baoping, a stinky boy, took advantage of his absence to bully his baby daughter!

He strode in, grabbed Li Baoping's collar and wanted to beat this kid.

Wang Xiao was stunned, where is this, why is my father going to fight again inexplicably.

She couldn't care about the ink on her body, and hurriedly stopped the two.

Wang Daoren hated that iron could not become steel: "Did this stinky boy bully you, just now, just ......"

"I just dropped the pen on the ground just now, Brother Baoping wants to help me clean it, Dad, what are you thinking about every day."

She didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as she said it, Wang Daoren's eyes widened: "How does he want to clean it up, smile, don't be deceived by this stinky boy, this kid is bad!" ”

Wang Xiao shrunk her neck, her face turned even redder, the position was so awkward, she said that he wanted to help her clean up, which was indeed inappropriate.

Wang Daoren shook his head, grabbed her wrist, walked out quickly, and said as he walked, "You are not allowed to come alone to find this kid in the future." ”

Wang Xiao turned his face, stuck out his tongue at Li Baoping helplessly, and followed Wang Daoren out.

As soon as they returned to their yard here, they saw Second Uncle Niu waiting under the eaves, hesitating to walk around.

"Second Uncle Niu, why are you here, are you looking for me for something?"

Second Uncle Niu looked embarrassed: "Originally, this matter shouldn't have come to you, and it was not easy for you, the newly built yard must have needed money in many places, but I couldn't find a place to open this mouth, so I came to look for you with a thick face." ”

"Need silver? What's going on? You sent a lot of herbs before, and you also got some silver, not to mention anything else, it's okay to simply celebrate the New Year! ”

Niu Dabao's injuries are already healed, there is no need to make up for it as much as before, Second Uncle Niu is diligent and sends herbs to Wang Xiao, and follows Li Baoping up the mountain to pick mountain goods, even if the family is not very rich, it will not need to borrow silver.

"Wang, it's your grandmother, it's saying everywhere that Wang Tiedan will definitely win the champion, and everyone wants everyone to make up money for Wang Tiedan to study, otherwise he will win the champion in the future, and he won't care about the villagers in Lan Village."

"And for such a thing, how much silver does she want from each of you?"

"Everyone in the village is poor, and she also knows it, saying that it is enough for each family to make up one or two pieces of silver."

"Someone has already gone to make up the money?"

"Most of the people have made it up, not only the Wang family has won the top prize, Lan Village will also receive attention, the village chief still attaches great importance to this matter, and the village chief has made up a tael of silver."

"Then what is she going to do with you in the future?"

Second Uncle Niu smiled "hehe": "I heard that there was a champion before, after returning to his hometown to become an official, he did a lot of practical things, and the people in his hometown have become rich!" ”