Yang Xiuwen's heart was shocked: "Jiang is still old and spicy!" The eyes are really poisonous, and the self in the previous life was not an old fritter. “

denied one after another, "Uncle, I just read a lot, think a lot, and talk nonsense, don't take it seriously, don't be angry!" “

Feng Youfu waved his hand, "Okay, I'm not a person who can't listen, if it makes sense, I have to listen!" ”

Yang Xiuwen hurriedly climbed the pole, and even praised his modesty, atmosphere, and the amount of a prime minister.

The old man's fart still has to be shot!

"Can you write?" Feng Youfu suddenly asked.

"Huh? Uncle, it will be a little bit, it is not well written! You.. ”

I saw Feng Youfu take out a roll of blank rice paper in the vat and spread it on the table.

"Come, write two words for me to see!"

Teaching test, teaching test again!

However, Yang Xiuwen is not afraid, he writes, paints, and boasts that he can handle it.

Hanging from the wooden pen on the table, he picked a middle one, dipped it in the pen bowl, and dripped the water from the pen on the inkstone.

Then he picked up an ink strip and began to grind it.

Ink strips are very ordinary, and they are sold in bookstores.

Feng Youfu stood aside, quietly watching his series of operations, without saying a word.

A good inkstone is a good inkstone, and in a moment, the black and shiny ink is ground into shape, faintly exuding the fragrance of ink.

Press the rice paper with a paperweight, pick up the middle hair, evenly absorb enough ink on the inkstone, and look up at Feng Youfu.

Feng Youfu nodded, meaning that you can start.

Hold a brush in your hand and close your eyes slightly.

After a while, Feng Youfu was surprised to find that Yang Xiuwen's temperament had changed.

From a sunny young man to a scholar who has gone through vicissitudes, mature, steady, and unpredictable.

Suddenly opened his eyes, held the pen lightly with the three fingers of his right hand, and wrote on the rice paper the eight big characters of "Raise the case and raise your eyebrows, and wet each other with foam".

The font of the book is done in one go.

Then he picked up a small milli and wrote in the blank space - there is no need to say anything about the depths of love, and hand in hand with the white-haired immortals.

July of the year of Renshen - floating book.

After finishing writing, Yang Xiuwen raised his head and looked at Feng Youfu with a shocked expression.

"Uncle, I don't know what to write, I think that you and your aunt support each other, love each other for half a lifetime, and train your senior sister to be so good.

So, I feel it!

Graffiti will make you laugh! “

Feng Youfu didn't answer, came to the rice paper before the ink dried, and admired it carefully.

The shock in my heart is beyond words, and the eight big characters are like flying phoenixes and dragons, flipping and flying.

Every word can evoke bits and pieces of him and Nolan Gege.

Amazing, amazing.

This can no longer be called a word, it is a painting, a word and a painting, a word and a scene, and it is magical!

After a long time, he raised his head, "Xiuwen!" Who did you study with? Where is this calligrapher now? Can you introduce it? ”

Yang Xiuwen shook his head: "Uncle! I didn't have a master, so I taught myself by copying, and then I figured it out on my own! ”

He really didn't have a master, he learned calligraphy from a middle school teacher in his previous life, and later joined the calligraphy and painting club organized by college students.

In this life, I have come into contact with antique calligraphy and painting, and I have seen a lot of words from famous ancients.

Touching the bypass, slowly forming its own style.

After stepping into the innate realm and refining the seventh layer of qi, writing and painting actually contained a certain potential, which had a sense of communicating with all things.

To put it bluntly, there is the prototype of the talisman.

Feng Youfu fell silent again when he heard this.

After a while, he said with emotion, "What is a genius? You're a genius!

I've seen a lot of calligraphy rookies, and I can compare with you, the difference between cloud and mud!

Repair the text, don't be proud, persevere, there will be a place for you in the circle of Chinese calligraphy in the future!

Is this your pen name? Can there be a private seal? “

"Yes." Yang Xiuwen replied, casually from his pocket, in fact, he took out the seal given to him by his master Zhou Xingwen from the ring.

"Come on! Cover! I like this painting very much, and I will go back and let Xiaomin's mother see it too.

Also, don't write this to anyone else, I want it to be a one-of-a-kind product, just this one! “

"Good!" Yang Xiuwen agreed with a smile.

The heart said, the old man is quite interesting!

"Dangdang!" There was a knock on the door of the study, and then Feng Min walked in playfully.

"Dad, Xiuwen! When the meal is ready, my mother told you to come over! ”

Feng Youfu carefully picked up the stamped words and walked out.

"Good! Let's go, and let your mom meet a baby by the way! ”

Feng Min pulled Yang Xiuwen's arm and glanced at the rice paper Feng Youfu was holding, "Isn't it just words?" Also baby. ”

Feng Youfu said without looking back, "The word of Xiuwen, baby, no?" ”

Feng Min perked up, "Xiuwen's words, let me see!" ”

After saying that, you have to grab it.

Feng Youfu hurriedly blocked it with his body, "Don't rob it, it's broken!" You stinky girl, when you hear the words of Xiuwen, it makes you excited.

It's really a big girl! “

Nuo Lanyan was setting the dishes and chopsticks in front of the dining table, and when he saw a few people coming over, he said, "Hurry up and sit down, Xiuwen!" Today, you will come back to my house for the first time and try your aunt's handiwork.

Feng Youfu, what are you doing with the sub-word, and you are showing off your masterpiece again! “

Feng Youfu spread out the rice paper, "Look, you look, talk after reading!" ”

Nuo Lanyan glanced at it casually, "Look at what, look at it every day, it's not yet... Well? This is... ”

She was suddenly stunned, then wiped her hands with her apron, and walked to the banner held by Feng Youfu to admire it carefully.

In his mouth, he said, "There is no need to say anything about the depths of love, hand in hand with white hair and not envy immortals!" What a word! “

After a while, she took a deep breath and asked, "Blessed, where did you get it from?" Who is the plankton? Which master? ”

Feng Min hurriedly replied: "Mom, I know, it's Xiuwen!" He just wrote it! ”

Nuo Lanyan looked at Yang Xiuwen in disbelief, "You wrote it?" Who is your teacher? In my memory, there seems to be no master calligrapher who can write so eloquently! ”

Feng Youfu said, "How is it? Awesome! The main thing is that this kid has no teacher and is self-taught! ”

Nuo Lanyan was even more surprised, and then glanced at the proud Feng Youfu, "It's good!" But what does it have to do with you, look at you! ”

One sentence made Feng Youfu so embarrassed that he couldn't speak.

Yang Xiuwen wanted to laugh on the side but didn't dare to laugh, holding back a lot.

Nuo Lanyan looked at Yang Xiuwen and immediately changed his face, "Haha!" Xiuwen! Good! Our family Xiaomin follows me, if nothing else works, just have a good vision! Hurry up, sit down, the food is cold!

Xiaomin, go, bring the bottle that your dad hid, bring it! “

Feng Min agreed, turned around and ran into the study.

Feng Youfu hurriedly chased after him, "Xiao Min, Xiao Min, don't take it, don't take it wrong... ”

As the saying goes, "The mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the more she likes it." ”

At the dinner table, Yang Xiuwen gave full play to the level of the wine field in his previous life, praised it appropriately, and praised it silently.

Feng Youfu inexplicably drank too much and got drunk.

Crooked on the couch, snoring undulating.

Nuo Lanyan smiled even more.

Satisfied, so satisfied!

Not only is he handsome and talented, but the most important thing is that he is young and sophisticated.

makes people unconsciously open their hearts and willing to be close to him.

I only asked him that he was now alone and his parents were unhappy.

But the two of them were tricked by him to do a lot of troubles back then.

That's what personal essence is.

But it doesn't prevent liking him.

In the end, Nuo Lanyan took Feng Min's hand and handed it to him, and said drunkly, "Xiuwen!" Good son-in-law! Xiao Min will be handed over to you, I, I can rest assured!

You will get married after graduation, live with us, and have children, I will help you bring them!

After graduation, I got married, and I had children... “

Lying on the table as he spoke.

Feng Min slapped Yang Xiuwen distressedly, "It's all your fault, I got my parents drunk!"

Don't help yet, help them to the bedroom to rest. ”