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Rong Chang's upper body leaned forward slightly, squinted at the payment under the calligraphy, and looked back at his son-in-law Miao Miao who was standing behind him, and asked excitedly: "Miao Miao, Xianda is your grandfather?!" A look of surprise and excitement.

Rong Chang, who was excited, had a spicy throat and eyes, suppressed his emotions, and looked at his son-in-law with burning eyes.

"Well, grandpa's name is virtuous, and his name is Yi Lixian." Miao Miao looked at her emotional old father-in-law and asked in wonder, "Dad, do you know my grandfather?" ”

Rong Chang was not in a hurry to answer Miao Miao's question, at this moment, Rong Chang's heart was like a pot of boiling water that had just been boiled, and he was so excited that he was about to overflow, and continued to ask: "Who is the child of your grandfather's family called Yimeng?" ”

Miao Miao's face was puzzled, and she was a little puzzled, hey, my uncle and two aunts, and my mother didn't have anyone called Yimeng.

Restrained, his heart was pounding like hanging in his throat, Rong Chang asked in a different way: "Among the four children raised by your grandfather, who has the best calligraphy?"

"Oh." Miao Miao scratched the root of her ear with her hand, and showed off happily: "Of course it's my mother, my mother has the essence of my grandfather's calligraphy, and her calligraphy is much better than what my uncle and aunt wrote." ”

Listening to Miao Miao's words, excitement and excitement poured out of Rong Chang's heart like a flood that broke the embankment, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Then your mother is a dream?" ”

Seeing that Miao Miao was still puzzled and shook her head, Rong Chang continued to ask: "Is your mother the best at flying?" ”

"Dad, my mother wrote a beautiful hand, but I heard my grandfather say before his death, she should be best at cursive, followed by official calligraphy, and the third is the fly-headed Xiaokai. But I think my mother's teeny little Kai is No1. Miao Miao asked Nahan, "Dad, how do you know that my mother has written a beautiful handy hand?" ”

"Hahahaha, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. Back then, your mother beat me with Qu Yuan's "Lisao" written in small letters. Rong Chang shook his head incredulously and sighed, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

There were two traces of mist condensed in Rongchang's eyes, restraining the moistness of his eyes, and he sighed excitedly: "Fate, fate, I never expected that more than 30 years ago, I was a defeated soldier under your mother, and I actually formed a family with her, and the grandson of my teacher Xianda became my son-in-law of Rongchang." ”

Kong Jia, who knew her husband's past, was also very excited, and her heart was like a turbulent sea.

Looking at Miao Miao and Lu Lu's faces full of doubts, Rong Chang pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Sit down, listen to me tell me about my relationship with Teacher Xianda." ”

In Rongchang's emotional narration, Miao Miao finally understood that 37 years ago, his mother-in-law, who was less than 20 years old, Rongchang was handsome in appearance, and his military posture, training, physical fitness, fighting, marksmanship and other achievements in the army were among the best, and he was the leader of the army.

The young Rongchang is full of spirit, and he has not met his opponent's comrades-in-arms in various trainings, and his achievements have been far ahead, so he is young and competitive, and he has a kind of domineering spirit that is "self-respecting" and cannot be arrogant. …

In the 80s of the last century, all parts of the country carried out the "military and civilian family" friendship activities, and in order to improve the cultural quality of the officers and soldiers, the army specially invited a calligrapher who was well-known in the western Ningxi region from the local area to teach calligraphy to the officers and men of the army. Love Me eBook .25txt.

Rong Chang, who loves calligraphy, has advanced his calligraphy by leaps and bounds under the guidance of a virtuous master, and he stands out among his comrades-in-arms who come to learn calligraphy, and his pride and complacency are overflowing.

Looking at Rongchang, who was a little fluttering, forgetful and even a little arrogant, and looked at everything, Teacher Xianda kindly reminded him, but Rongchang, who was proud of everything, strong in blood and strong, and everything went smoothly, where could he listen to the sincere words and earnest teachings of Teacher Xianda, and he could not feel the good intentions of Teacher Xianda.

Looking at the arrogant and self-righteous Rongchang, the teacher asked Rongchang to sign up for the first military-civilian friendship calligraphy competition in Ningxi City, and told Rongchang that "there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are buildings outside the buildings".

At that time, Rong Chang, who had been fond of calligraphy since he was a child, thought that his old man usually attached great importance to their calligraphy, and after he arrived in the army, he never gave up his hobby of practicing calligraphy, and scoffed at the words of the virtuous teacher.

After layers of selection competitions, Rong Chang and four comrades-in-arms of the army participated in the calligraphy competition of the local army, and the local unknown players were also selected.

Under the supervision of the staff of the Ningxi Municipal Bureau of Culture, the 10 contestants selected at various levels conducted a calligraphy competition.

Rongchang, who thought he could win the championship again, only won the third place in this competition, because on the day of the award, Rongchang and his comrades were patrolling the border line and could not be present to receive the award.

When he returned to Ningxi City to receive the award, he looked at the works of the champion of the calligraphy competition hanging on the wall in the exhibition room of the Ningxi Municipal Bureau of Culture.

This Qu Yuan's "Lisao", written in small block letters, has a deep foundation of pen movement method and flowing calligraphy, which can be called a masterpiece.

Appreciating the calligraphy works that are very old and spicy in the pen, line and pen, Rong Chang sighed from the bottom of his heart: "I am convinced to lose in this calligraphy." ”

The person in charge of the calligraphy competition in Ningxi City saw the lingering look of the second winner, and joked: "How is it, PLA, have you taken it?" ”

"Can you disagree? Leader, how old is this dream? It won't be the same age as Mr. Xianda, right? Rong Chang turned his face and asked the person in charge beside him curiously.

After listening to Rongchang's words, the person in charge of the Cultural Affairs Bureau endured Junno

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I couldn't help laughing and said: "What, this dream is the child of the teacher Xianda, who is sixteen or seventeen years old, and I heard Xianda say that people have been practicing calligraphy since they were three years old." ”

Rong Chang looked at the champion winner's works on the wall, feeling deeply ashamed in his heart, recalling the exhortation of the virtuous teacher, he finally understood the meaning of "guarding against arrogance and rashness", and since then he has calmed down and restrained the arrogance and impetuousness of the past.

This calligraphy competition is like pouring cold water on him who is arrogant, his arrogant character is gone, and the words of the virtuous teacher make him enlightened, modest, cautious, low-key life, and high-profile work are his motto in the future.

After Rong Chang finished talking about the life episodes of nearly 40 years, he said to his wife, children and son-in-law with emotion: "If I hadn't participated in the calligraphy competition that year, if I hadn't been defeated by the champion Yimeng, who was several years younger than me, I would not be today's Rongchang." ”

Looking at her emotional husband, Kong Jia also admired her mother-in-law more and more, it turned out that Miao Miao's mother was a master of calligraphy.

Miaomiao's father pushed open the door and walked in, asking if his in-laws needed to stew the little rooster in addition to eating naan pit roast chicken and spicy stir-fried rooster, and he wanted to let his in-laws taste the best things in the orchard.

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