"Gollum ......"

Brown-red transparent tea with some turquoise poured out of the white porcelain teapot and fell into the celadon cup below. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA wisp of tea fragrance rises and spreads.

On the desk not far away, the second master was waving ink, and the village chief of Daqingshan Village next to him was standing straight. While watching the second master write, he patted his ass.

"It's worthy of the second master! This calligraphy is simply a god!"

The second master smiled lightly, and his temperament was dusty.

Old man Lin picked up the teacup, blew the hot air, and took a sip of tea. His eyes glanced at the second master who was writing couplets at the desk. With disdain on his face, he muttered: "I won't enjoy it at all!

The second master's ears were pointed, and he heard Old Man Lin's muttering. smiled and said, "Why don't you give it a try?"

Old man Lin was stunned, a little hesitant, and a little eager to try. The second master said, "What are you hesitating about? Don't you dare?"

Bright and dazzling agitation!

But Old Man Lin still ate this set! He immediately rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "Who is afraid of whom! I will write it to you today! Let you know what it means to know what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!"

Yang Yan sat next to Old Man Lin, and when he heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes. I stuffed some freshly fried shrimp chips into my mouth and chewed them with a click.

Just you, I can't recognize all the Chinese characters, and you still write couplets!

"Yang boy, give me ink!"

Yang Yan rolled his eyes again, and continued to chew on the snack, unmoved. Well, it's delicious, well, this crystal chandelier is really beautiful!

Old man Lin didn't move Yang Yan, and shook his sleeves stupidly. took the wolf pen and dipped it in the remaining ink used by the second master, and his mouth was still nagging.

"This ink is too bad to be worthy of my calligraphy!

The second master stared at him and said, "Don't think about it!"

Old man Lin posed and said, "Don't talk! Let me brew for a while!"

Yang Yan came over to see the excitement, and after listening to Old Man Lin's words, he was speechless. Write a word and you still think it's peeing?

The village chief looked at Old Man Lin's serious face and luck with his eyes closed, and suddenly exclaimed: "What a momentum!"

I saw Old Man Lin open his eyes violently, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. shouted: "Power through the back of the paper!"

The wolf in his hand swung down violently, and Yang Yan and the second master were stunned for a while. I have to admit that this time is indeed very imposing! It makes people feel as if they are facing thousands of troops! Murderous!

Several onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

Click! A crunch sound!

The corners of the second master's eyes twitched, and his lips trembled.

On the red rice paper, with a large black ink mark, a broken pen lay quietly on the rice paper. The messy wolves are scattered, what a tragic word!

Yang Yan: "I'll ...... it"

Village Chief: "Awesome......"

Second Master: "My ...... Wolf's hair......"

Old man Lin was embarrassed, this time he used too much force, so much so that he actually broke up the wolf's pen! The pen barrel was disconnected from the middle! Peeked at the second master, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay! The old one doesn't go, the new one doesn't come! The New Year's Eve is broken and peaceful!"

The second master was expressionless, didn't say a word, and turned to go upstairs.

Old man Lin was completely panicked at this moment, and pulled Yang Yan and asked, "Your second master won't go upstairs to get a knife, right? You have to stop him for a while! Don't let him do stupid things!"

Yang Yan's head shook into a rattle, just kidding! The second master in this state is not a god to block and kill the gods, and the Buddha is to block and kill the Buddha! I don't want to touch the head at this time!

Fortunately, the second master went and came back quickly, and he brought a brush out and put it on the table. Turning his head to look at Old Man Lin, he said, "Write! Let me see if my wolf's death is worth it!"

Old man Lin laughed dryly twice and touched the pen. I closed my eyes and started brewing again. Old man Lin said faintly on the side: "This is my last pen, if it is also broken, I don't mind replacing it with a ...... of Renhao."

Old man Lin's hand holding the pen shook, this Nima is a naked threat! Lao Tzu's corpse mountain and sea of blood have crawled out! Will he still be afraid of your threat?

However, this matter is not reasonable, and the second master is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so Old Man Lin had to pinch his nose and endure it......

With a stroke of the wolf's pen, black ink marks appeared on the rice paper. The speed was very fast, and when the ink on the pen was insufficient, Old Man Lin quickly absorbed the ink again and continued to write.

After a few strokes, Shanglian has already been written. Yang Yan and the others glanced at each other and shook their heads.

The second master sighed and said, "This level is just okay, and it is estimated that it will only take a few days to learn." Waste my pen and paper! You still want to touch my ink at this level! Dream on!"

The village chief was a little more subtle and said, "There is a lot of room for improvement!"

Yang Yan was much more direct, with three words: "It's ugly!"

Old man Lin closed his eyes and ignored the words of the three of them. The whole person became ethereal, and it seemed that he was really brewing momentum. The three of Yang Yan couldn't help but shut their mouths, a little surprised. Could it be that he really has real talent and learning?

After a few moments, all three of them were a little impatient. At this time, Old Man Lin opened his eyes and scratched his still black hair, and the second master was envious.

"That...... How do you write the 10,000 characters for home and all things? I'm asking about traditional characters!"

Yang Yan: "......"

Second Master: "...... Damn!"

Village Chief: "...... Ahem..."

Besides, you can't even write, and you're still pretending to be 13?

Old man Lin smiled dryly and said, "I was suddenly stunned for a while, and I couldn't think of anything." ”

The second master took the wolf pen, pulled aside the couplet that Old Man Lin had written, and said with a finger: "Are you still going to burn the fire if you don't want me!"

Old man Lin hurriedly put away the Shanglian and said, "Of course you want it! Why don't you want it! What a precious Shanglian!"

The second master didn't want to deal with him, and his heart hurt his wolf's pen. Begin to write couplets to the village chief. The village chief stood aside and looked at the couplet folded by Old Man Lin, and didn't know what to say. What am I going to say to comfort you?

It is estimated that Old Man Lin himself knew that he was embarrassed, so he didn't say a word, and ran to the sofa to watch TV in a gloomy manner. Yang Yan was not interested in watching the second master write, what was there to see......

Not long after the time passed, the tea has not yet cooled, and the fragrance has become more intense. Everything seems to be back to the starting point, the second master writes to the village chief, Yang Yan keeps eating, and Old Man Lin drinks tea.

The only difference was that Old Man Lin's muttering voice had changed.

"What's so remarkable! Isn't it just that I can write a few broken brush words? as if I was rare!"

Yang Yan rolled his eyes, he fully understood what kind of mentality Old Man Lin was in now. If you can't eat grapes, you think grapes are sour!

Fewer and fewer people came to ask for words, and then they disappeared. It was already dawn, and breakfast was almost ready. Mother Yang got up early in the morning for this breakfast.

I cooked three dishes, all of which were dishes that needed to be heated, which was very troublesome. In addition, Lin Qingying and Ahri, the two kitchen killers, added chaos to the side. It took more than an hour to prepare the meal.

Regarding the three women doing things in the kitchen, although Fan Wan was dissatisfied, she didn't say anything. It's just a big show of cooking skills, as if he has become three heads and six arms, and it takes an hour to make twelve dishes.

This shocked the three women very much, we are all burdens together!

Ten o'clock at eight!

Yang Yan went out with a firecracker and lit it. After a crackling sound, the first meal of the Chinese New Year's Eve began!

Fifteen dishes filled the entire table. The combination of meat and vegetables and different colors make people full of appetite at a glance. The aromas of the dishes are mixed together to make them even more attractive.

"Hmm... Woo...... This one is delicious!"

After Lin Qingying took a bite of the fish, she was immediately conquered. The aroma of the fish exploded on her taste buds, making her unable to extricate herself.

Everybody was munching on food. Mother Yang looked at the table while eating. Every time someone eats those three dishes she prepares, she looks forward to it. It's a pity that everyone was stunned, and then silently stretched out their chopsticks to other dishes.

Mother Yang's face is not very good-looking. What does this mean? It's a naked slap in the face! )