"Dad, how dare I lie to you about this kind of thing! If he really didn't write it, you can call him over and give it a try, and let him write a word for you in person." ”

Yan Xiaoxi said aggrievedly.

Yan Junshan said: "So I said he was stupid! Do you think I am a three-year-old child? Am I so easy to fool? Xiaoxi, I have changed my mind! I want to kick him out of this house! I will never allow him to see you again, let alone his children! Such garbage is not worthy of being my grandson's father! Not even worthy of being my daughter's husband!"

Yan Xiaoxi cried and said: "But this painting was written by him, he wrote it in front of me, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Girl, do you really want to off your father? What kind of ecstasy did that kid pour on you, and you want to defend that kid like this! How could he write such words? You should know that it's impossible to think about it with your toes!"

Yan Junshan was so angry that he was about to explode, if it weren't for the fact that Yan Xiaoxi was pregnant now, he really wanted to beat her hard.

"Dad, what's the point of us arguing like this? Did he write it or not, if you call him here and write you a picture on the spot, won't everything fall into place? ”

Yan Xiaoxi bumped into Yan Junshan, Yan Junshan pointed at Yan Xiaoxi, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Okay, then let him come and write a picture for me. Let me tell you, if it turns out that this painting was indeed not written by him, I will immediately drive him out of the Yan family, and you will never be allowed to meet again!"

Yan Xiaoxi said: "Okay, if it turns out that it was he who wrote this after a while, I hope you can take off your colored glasses on him and re-examine him." ”

The two went downstairs, and Yan Junshan ordered someone to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in the living room, and then asked Mama Hu to call Ling Yu up from the basement.

"Do you know calligraphy?"

Straight to the point, Yan Junshan asked directly: "Did you write this character?"

Ling Yu said: "It is indeed written by the juniors, and it is written casually, and it can't get into your eyes." ”

"Stop talking nonsense! You can write this "Thousand Character Text" by Master Huaisu again, and show it to me. Boy, what I hate most in my life is deception. If it turns out that this painting was not written by you, you will get out of the Yan family immediately, and don't want to eat and drink here! Let me tell you, you have come to the wrong place and made the wrong idea!"

Zhang Yilan brought a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Junshan, don't be angry, the child does this, he also knows that you are good at calligraphy and wants to please you." ”

"Shameless! It's shameless!" Yan Junshan was furious.

Zhang Yilan sneered, thinking that getting rid of Ling Yu would also be a good thing for her, with one less obstacle.

"Don't be stunned, write quickly! If you can't write, admit it early. Yan Junshan said.

Ling Yu said: "It's not that I can't write, I just want to ask, can you give me an extra pen?"

"What do you want two pens for?"

Yan Junshan is really unheard of, calligraphy is not acrobatics, a pen is enough.

Ling Yu smiled: "I am naturally useful. Please also ask my uncle to fulfill it. ”

"I'll get it. Zhang Yilan said with a smile.

Bringing another pen, Ling Yu opened his bow left and right, and wrote with both hands, and actually used his left and right hands to write two different fonts at the same time.

Ling Yu wrote Huaisu's "Thousand Character Text" with his left hand, which was chic and neat in cursive and uninhibited, while what he wrote with his right hand was Yan Zhenqing's Qinli Monument, which was dignified and majestic in regular script, with an open momentum, and the pen was full of the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty.

Calligraphy is not juggling, Yan Junshan has never seen anyone write like this before.

It is not easy for a person to copy and study a font all his life, and it is not easy to learn it well, but Ling Yu is young, but he has already obtained the true biography of two ancient calligraphers.

"Dad, you should believe that he wrote it now!" Yan Xiaoxi watched Ling Yu splash ink, and a sense of pride surged in his heart.

"Don't speak!"

Yan Junshan was completely immersed in it, he didn't want to think about anything now, he just wanted to watch Ling Yu's almost dazzling calligraphy performance.

"Alright. ”

After writing the two pairs of words, Ling Yu put down the pen in his hand, bowed down and said, "Uncle, it's really ugly to get an axe in front of everyone like you." ”

Zhang Yilan said: "Junshan, this kid's handwriting seems to be good." ”

"It's not bad!"

Yan Junshan took a deep breath and looked at Ling Yu, but his eyes had changed a lot.

"What's your name, kid?"

From yesterday to the present, Yan Junshan has not asked Ling Yu's name, indicating that he doesn't want to know this person at all.

Now that he took the initiative to ask Ling Yu's name, it already showed that he had a great change in his opinion of Ling Yu.

"Dad, his name is Ling Yu. The Ling flying in the sky, the universe of infinite universe. ”

Yan Xiaoxi looked at Ling Yu with a smile, she was very happy, she could see that Ling Yu had made Yan Junshan change his opinion of him.

"Sit down. ”

Yan Junshan asked Ling Yu to sit down and told Zhang Yilan to make tea.

Ling Yu touched his deflated belly and said, "Uncle, I don't want to drink tea, I haven't eaten seriously for more than a day." ”

"Oh, that's a snub to that. Mama Hu, Mama Hu! hurry up and prepare for Ling Yu early. Yan Junshan said apologetically.

"Son, who is your calligraphy teacher?"

Ling Yu said: "It's all taught to me by my grandfather, and I don't know how I write." ”

Yan Junshan said: "Your grandfather must be a master! If I have the opportunity, I would like to visit his old man's home." ”

Ling Yu said: "My grandfather has lived in the mountains for a long time and does not want to see guests. ”

"That's a shame. ”

Yan Junshan said: "Your calligraphy attainments have surpassed the ordinary calligraphy masters, and can be called the level of masters! The grandfather who taught you calligraphy must be a Taishan Beidou-level everyone!"

Ling Yu hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, our family is all poor jingle mountain people, and we can't even eat enough." I came down the mountain just to eat. ”

Yan Junshan said: "You have such calligraphy attainments, why worry about fame and fortune? Fame and fortune are already coming when you are called." As long as you want to be famous and rich, it's very simple. ”

Ling Yu said, "Are you talking about selling words?"

Yan Junshan said: "The word selling is not used well, you take the initiative to sell and others take the initiative to buy, that is not the same thing, although the final result is a transaction." You have to let others see that your words are valuable, and let them take the initiative to buy and treasure them, so that your words can give full play to their value. ”

Zhang Yilan stood beside Yan Junshan, seeing that Yan Junshan liked Ling Yu more and more, her heart became more and more anxious.

If Ling Yu really married Yan Xiaoxi and had another child, where would Yan Junshan still have her place in his heart.