Good Life of the Beautiful Educated Youth in the Countryside in the 70s

A beautiful and wealthy woman from the 21st century becomes a handsome young educated youth in the 1970s. Framed by her hypocritical best friend and sent to the countryside, she relies on her golde...

Chapter 268 Writing Large Characters

An Qingbai asked his grandfather sincerely.

"Grandpa, could you please ask me the same question again after breakfast?"

"Haha, what did Grandpa ask? Does Xiao Bai know how to play chess?"

An Qingbai shook his head violently.

"I absolutely, positively cannot play chess."

Zhuang Zhimeng, who was listening nearby, chuckled.

"Haha, Grandpa, look how crazy you've driven Abo!"

We also have a Chinese chess set at home. You're very good at it; why don't you two play Chinese chess?

Zhuang Bingqian nodded.

"Okay, we'll do as Ya Ya says and play Chinese chess. Xiao Bai knows how to play Chinese chess, right?"

An Qingbai smiled.

"Grandpa, I really don't know how to play Chinese chess. I've never played it before, and no one in my family has ever taught me."

"Xiao Bai, go and help your grandma practice calligraphy first. I'm afraid she'll get angry with me later."

Let me find where I put the Chinese chess set. I'll teach you how to play in a bit.

"Okay, Grandpa, I'll go write a few words and come right back."

An Qingbai walked to his grandmother's side.

"Grandma, let's go inside and practice writing."

"Okay, Grandma will take a good look at how well Xiaobai wrote it."

Zhuang Zhimeng did not go in with them to write.

I walked to the TV cabinet in the living room, squatted down, and started searching.

"Grandpa, I remember the Chinese chess set used to be kept in this cabinet."

Zhuang Bingqian thought for a moment.

"It was originally left there, but I remember taking it out to play with it in the middle of the game, so I didn't put it there anymore."

Zhuang Bingqian slapped his forehead as he was speaking.

“I remember now, your dad took it from me.”

I don't know what your dad was thinking during that time, he insisted on playing Chinese chess whenever he had free time, and he even took it to the steel mill.

Before Zhuang Zhimeng could say anything, Zhuang Bingqian clapped his hands.

"No, I have to call your dad and have him bring it back to me. I still need to play with my grandson-in-law!"

Zhuang Zhimeng watched as her grandfather sat down to call her father, and shook her head with a smile.

I went to the study to look at my lover's large characters.

Cao Wenxiu was admiring the calligraphy written by her grandson-in-law.

"Ya Ya, you've come at the right time. Look at Xiao Bai's handwriting. I never expected him to be such a hidden master!"

Your handwriting is in running script, but Xiao Bai's is in cursive script, and it's very well written.

Zhuang Zhimeng looked at the paper.

She wrote to her grandmother: "May you enjoy good health and longevity." Her lover responded by writing four large characters: "May your joy and happiness last forever."

"Hmm, Abo's handwriting is good, it has a kind of unrestrained and elegant beauty."

An Qingbai smiled as he looked at his wife and grandmother.

“I learned my handwriting from my grandfather. I watched him write big characters when I was a child, and his writing was even more flamboyant.”

"Xiao Bai and Ya Ya both have beautiful handwriting, and your characters even echo each other."

I'll give it to your grandfather so he can frame it too.

Cao Wenxiu left the study with her grandson-in-law's calligraphy in her hand.

An Qingbai hugged his baby and kissed him.

"Honey, I like your large characters even more; they're so beautiful."

Zhuang Zhimeng gently tugged at the man's face.

"You're so shameless, daring to kiss me in Grandma's study."

"Hehe, I can't resist anymore, I just want to kiss you hard."

"Don't be silly, let's go outside, Dad might be here soon."

An Qingbai immediately calmed down.

How did the baby know?

Zhuang Zhimeng held her lover's hand.

"Haha, Dad took Grandpa's Chinese chess set away."

Grandpa had already called Dad when I came in; he'll probably bring it over in a bit.

"Yes, then we need to get out of here quickly."

The couple walked hand in hand into the living room.

Zhuang Bingqian praised his grandson-in-law as soon as he saw him.

"Xiao Bai's calligraphy is also very good."

I remember when you got engaged last time, I saw Xiao Bai and his handwriting was usually quite good.

I never expected that even large characters could be written in such a way that they would be so impressive.

Grandpa will frame both of your calligraphy pieces and hang them in the living room. Anyone who doesn't know better will definitely think they're the work of a famous calligrapher.

At this moment, Zhuang Xingzhou entered the room.

"What great person?"

Zhuang Bingqian waved the two large calligraphy scrolls he was holding to his son.

"Xingzhou, come and see your daughter and son-in-law's calligraphy."

It's of a very high standard, definitely on par with large-format lettering you can find on the market.

"Oh? I'd like to see it. I know my daughter has good handwriting, but I've never seen Xiao Bai's handwriting before."

Zhuang Xingzhou put the Chinese chess set he was holding on the table and quickly went to the old man's side.

"They are indeed beautiful. Ya Ya's handwriting flows smoothly, and Xiao Bai's handwriting is elegant and unrestrained."

Zhuang Bingqian became smug.

"I'm going to frame them all and hang them in the living room. Everyone who sees them will be envious of me."

Zhuang Xingzhou looked at the old man's smug smile and walked over to his daughter and son-in-law.

"Yaya, Xiaobai, write a piece of calligraphy for Daddy too."

I hung it in our living room; if no one else looks at it, I just look at it myself, and I think it's fine.

Cao Wenxiu was amused by her son.

"Hehe, you're really something, wanting everything. What's the point of fighting over that?"

"Hehe, Mom, of course I want my daughter and son-in-law's calligraphy."

Zhuang Zhimeng made the suggestion.

"Grandpa, Dad, how about this?"

Next, Abo and I wrote two larger characters.

How about we add the date next to the text, stamp it with our seal, frame it, and hang it in the living room?

Several elders in the family looked at the young couple with curiosity.

"Ya Ya, do you mean that you and Xiao Bai both have your own seals?"

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai nodded.

Zhuang Zhimeng took out her seal.

"This is a seal that our father carved for each member of the family."

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