That night, Zhou Guangyi took some green powder and sprinkled some on the wall while the family was not paying attention.

The family is very busy.

Tomorrow is Zhigao's wedding, today everyone is cleaning up and posting the happy word, and also got the guest house to check the wedding venue, and to Zhou Zhigao Su Mang's new home to help install the wedding latte flower to post the happy word, in advance in the quilt put peanuts, red dates, lotus seeds and other things, the family is divided into three ways, that is busy.

Zhou Guangyi's handwriting is a good calligraphy, and the couplets and happy words posted at home in previous years are all written by Zhou Guangyi himself on red couplet paper.

When writing couplets, I saw Zhou Guangyi holding a brush and splashing ink on the red couplet paper, and Yao Ningning and Chen Chunhua holding the child and watching from the side, which was more than a compliment.

This hand brush is more professional than professional! The pen walks the dragon and scolds Fang Xuan, that is called a powerful way!

The little boss who was held in Chen Chunhua's arms looked thoughtful, as if he suddenly thought of something, and said that he would not let Chen Chunhua hold it, but had to run down.

I was worried that when Zhou Guangyi wrote the couplet, the three children would follow the nonsense, either knocking over the inkstone or staining the couplet paper, so Yao Ningning, Chen Chunhua and the old man each hugged a child, thinking that after writing the couplet, put it in a higher place to dry, and then put a few children down.

Dabao and Sanbao are okay to say, the two children can't walk, at most they can walk a few laps around the table, and they can't stand a small ability Xiao Erbao, who runs with two stout little short legs, which is called a Huanshi, plus he is tall, who can see that this child is only seven months old?

Dabao has always been steady, but today's willful appearance is a bit abnormal.

Chen Chunhua was reluctant to let the child cry, so she put the child down.

"Uh-huh......"

Holding the edge of the dining table and looking up at his grandfather who was writing with a brush, Dabao stretched out his hand and grabbed his grandfather's pants with one hand, and kept humming and chirping in his mouth.

"Hey, Dabao, grandpa is writing calligraphy...... Tomorrow your second uncle will get married, let's paste the couplet written by grandpa on the door, Dabao will also follow grandpa to learn skills when he grows up, and also practice calligraphy, okay? ”

Zhou Guangyi turned around and lowered his head to look at Dabao with a pouting little head, with a doting face.

"Brush ......"

Dabao was a little anxious, pouting his little mouth in a hurry, holding his grandfather's pants with one hand to keep his body balanced, pointing to the pen in his grandfather's hand with the other, and shouting the brush again.

Yao Ningning couldn't help but giggle, and explained to Zhou Guangyi with a smile that Dabao was envious when he saw his grandfather writing calligraphy, and he also wanted to write calligraphy.

"Dabao, this calligraphy is not something that can be written casually, so you have to practice for a long time to practice these words written by grandpa...... Mom brought you a pencil and a notebook, can you use the pencil to draw on the notebook? ”

"The eldest brother is not a scratch, the eldest brother wants to write calligraphy, and the eldest brother will do it."

Xiao Sanbao, who was held in Tian Xinping's arms, suddenly giggled and opened his mouth, a serious opening of his mouth, acting as the translator of the eldest brother.

Yao Jingning couldn't cry or laugh a little, these three children have really become human spirits, in order to achieve the boss's wishes, Sanbao actually helped to say good things.

"That's it, that's it, let Dabao write! Dabao is stable by nature, and he is really the material for writing calligraphy. Once born and twice cooked, can't you write well if you can't write well? Just let Dabao write casually, and let the child be coaxed! ”

Zhou Guangyi waved his hand and asked Chen Chunhua to put on a gown for Dabao.

The chessboard table that is usually used to play chess with the old man was moved to Dabao, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were all placed, and when Dabao was dressed and was hugged by Chen Chunhua, Zhou Guangyi thought about teaching Dabao to write by hand.

"My eldest brother can write it himself!"

Sambo smiled and said that she wanted to write too.

At this moment, Erbao couldn't hold it back, patted his high bulging little belly, and then pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the chessboard table, meaning that he also wanted to write.

Okay, okay, anyway, it's up to the child to play, Zhou Guangyi asked Yao Ningning and Tian Xinping to help the child put on a coat, and each stood on the side of the table, just let them write enough!

The three children were so happy that they giggled, each holding a brush and standing there to learn to write calligraphy like Zhou Guangyi.

An astonishing scene appeared.

I have never seen a brush to write words, and I have never held a brush Dabao, the left hand firmly grasps the couplet paper, and the right hand holds the brush to quickly write the brush words on the couplet!

Happy wine, happy events, happy days, new happy new people, new family style, horizontal batches of marriage!

The brush is quite calligraphy-style, atmospheric and powerful, and it looks like there is everyone's style!

The family was stunned in surprise, oh my God, when did Dabao learn calligraphy with a brush!

A seven-month-old child who can't even walk can not only write beautiful calligraphy, but also write such rhyming and neat couplets, which is incredible!

"Hahaha, hahaha......"

Just when the big guy was staring at the couplet written by Dabao and was dumbfounded, Yao Jingjing looked up and saw the couplet paper in front of Erbao and Sanbao, Erbao held a brush in his hand and scribbled on the couplet, as if he had drawn a monk's head, while Xiao Sanbao was holding a brush and drawing a little rabbit, which was called an abstraction!

Say it's a rabbit, the ears are not as small as the mouth, say it's a rooster, it's still a three-petal mouth, seeing the long tail of the little rabbit, Yao Ningning suddenly realized, where is this rabbit, but the little three treasures are painted by the black wolf!

The black wolf looked at the painting drawn by Xiao Sanbao with an aggrieved face, and then looked himself up and down with a look of self-doubt, when he served in the army, but the beautiful man in the military dog, how did he become an extremely ugly dog when he got to Xiao Sanbao......

"It's amazing, it's amazing, our babies are amazing, they can write calligraphy, they can draw, they are all good children, they are all our good children......"

Here Tian Xinping praised the good boy, Xiao Erbao threw the brush in his hand on the table, and then reached out and wiped it on the inkstone......

"Oops, hey, my little ancestor, how can you touch your face, your little face has become a black bag, tomorrow we have to go to your second uncle's wedding, hey, hey, your face and neck are full of black ......"

Xiao Erbao's actions were swift, and he didn't give his family a chance to react at all, and when he woke up and was about to run to him to stop him, his hands full of black ink had already been smeared on his face and neck......

Even if he was wearing a coat, the clothes on his body were not spared, but in the blink of an eye, the originally white and tender baby became a small face with a dark face, and his big eyes purred like this, and a pair of eyes became more and more conspicuous......

Tian Xinping stomped her feet anxiously, bent down and ran into the house with the little black man in her arms, and Erbao, who was sandwiched under her armpit by her grandmother, kept smiling evilly......