Song Jihuai's eyes were full of doting at the moment, the fireworks were brilliant, Su Wanyu smiled like a flower, holding the fireworks and spinning happily, as happy as a child.
The little girl always looks very young, and people can't help but pamper her when they treat her.
Su Wanyu had never had so much fun.
She had seen fireworks before, but those were high in the sky, beautiful but expensive. But today's fireworks can be held in the hand.
The little girl was in high spirits, so Song Jihuai played with her until she had a great time. They set off all the fireworks the Song family had prepared, and the little girl finally stopped after she broke out in a light sweat in this winter.
The Song family members in the living room just watched the two of them play until they came back.
When Old Master Song saw the two of them coming back, he waved to Su Wanyu and said, "Wanyu, Grandpa has a task for you."
Su Wanyu immediately walked to Mr. Song and squatted down, looking up, "Grandpa, you said, I will complete the task."
Second Aunt looked at Su Wanyu's delicate and natural state in front of Mr. Song, and secretly admired her in her heart.
When she was as old as Su Wanyu... forget it, she didn't know Song Laoer at that time.
When she first married into the Song family, she didn't even dare to look at Old Master Song for another second and was always worried. How could she be like Su Wanyu, who dared to act coquettishly with Old Master Song?
This is also unique to the Song family.
Mr. Song has two sons and two grandsons, and three generations have no daughters.
When Second Aunt saw this, she really felt that she could never compare to Su Wanyu. Su Wanyu's courage and level were much higher than hers.
When Old Master Song heard Su Wanyu's words, he laughed out loud, "I've prepared paper and pen for you. Go and write a couplet for the family."
"Me?"
Su Wanyu looked at Mr. Song and blinked.
Mr. Song deliberately put on a stern face, "What? You don't want to write for me?"
"How come?"
Su Wanyu smiled instantly, stood up and walked over there.
Second Aunt followed subconsciously. Su Wanyu also has beautiful handwriting?
She knew in her heart that the old man always had high demands, and if Su Wanyu's level was not high enough, he would not have asked this question.
She wanted to see what level Su Wanyu was at.
She watched Su Wanyu pick up the pen, and her posture seemed quite professional, but when Su Wanyu finished writing, Second Aunt was shocked.
"A prosperous era brings peace and prosperity to the people and a good harvest."
Second Aunt read it out and looked at Su Wanyu.
Su Wanyu nodded. What she envied most was the current prosperous era, so she couldn't help but write this sentence.
"Okay, okay!"
Old Master Song immediately clapped his hands and looked at Su Wanyu with more satisfaction in his eyes.
Even the look in Second Aunt's eyes when she looked at Su Wanyu was not right. If you looked closely, you could see admiration in her eyes.
Looking at Su Wanyu again, it was like looking at a treasure. She secretly wondered if she could also ask Su Wanyu to write a couplet to take back to Country M.
However, Second Aunt thought about the difficulties she faced today and did not say it for the time being.
Several people from the Song family gathered together and praised Su Wanyu. Song Minyuan, sitting alone on the sofa, seemed a little out of place. After thinking about it, Song Minyuan also stood up. In his heart, he was a little disdainful of Su Wanyu being praised.
He also doesn't understand calligraphy.
When he saw what Su Wanyu had written, he just curled his lips slightly and muttered, "What's there to see?"
Song Minyuan thought he was just mumbling something in a low voice, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the other people in the Song family looked at him.
The look in the eyes of a group of people is...
A little scary.
Song Minyuan's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously took a step back. "What are you doing?"
Old Master Song sneered and looked at Song Minyuan, "It seems that you are very confident in yourself."
Song Minyuan opened his mouth, but no words came out.
"Then let's try it."
Old Master Song looked at Song Minyuan.
Song Minyuan: "..."
He knows nothing.
He looked at Old Master Song with an embarrassed expression, his eyes moving rapidly, and finally looked at Old Master Song sincerely and said, "Grandpa, I don't need it, right? After all, I..."
But before he could even say the reason he had been making up in his mind for a long time, he was frightened by a look from Old Master Song.
Old Master Song looked at him and said impatiently, "Just go if I tell you to." He said so much nonsense.
Song Minyuan stepped forward reluctantly, and Su Wanyu handed him the brush, "Please."
Song Minyuan could only look at his parents for help, but Mr. Song's eyes were full of expectation, and Aunt Song's expression... was just missing a handful of melon seeds.
Finally, when he looked at Song Jihuai, he was ignored.
Song Minyuan walked forward with difficulty, as if he was going to the guillotine, and he couldn't wait to find a crack to crawl into.
In the end, he held the brush but couldn't put it down. His posture of holding the brush was wrong!
When Mr. Song forced him to learn calligraphy, he either took the pen and drew on the wall or on the teacher's face. After he drove away five teachers in a row, he became famous in the upper circle.
No one dared to apply to be his teacher anymore, so he was...
I know nothing about it.
Everyone in the Song family looked at him intently.
Song Minyuan was in a dilemma and looked very embarrassed.
Su Wanyu couldn't help but glance at Song Jihuai and whispered, "Husband, how long will Song Minyuan take to prepare?"
Although Su Wanyu's voice was very low, it was too quiet here.
Therefore, Su Wanyu's voice was still clearly heard by everyone. Second Aunt suddenly felt ashamed and slapped Song Minyuan on the head, "Hurry up."
“Bang!”
The brush in Song Min-yeon's hand fell directly onto the white paper, leaving ink marks.
Mr. Song's face also turned dark. It would be fine if this kid was not good enough, but he had to comment on Su Wanyu. Now, even he felt ashamed.
Old Master Song looked at Song Minyuan with a sneer in his eyes.
Song Min-yeon's legs felt a little weak.
Su Wanyu watched this scene, blinked, stepped forward to take down the contaminated paper, and then looked at Song Minyuan, "It's okay, there's still a lot of paper."
Song Minyuan: "..."
Did Su Wanyu come here on purpose to harm him?
"If you don't know how to do it, get out of here right away! You're embarrassing yourself here!"
Mr. Song glared at Song Minyuan, feeling really ashamed.
Su Wanyu said "oh" and then said to Song Jihuai, "It turns out that Song Minyuan can't write."
Song Minyuan choked and almost had a heart attack!
He really wanted to slap Su Wanyu in the face with his strength right now, but when he thought of his own strength, he could only silently retract the idea, then lowered his head and squatted in the corner of the living room in dejection.
Mr. Song then looked at Su Wanyu, "Wanyu, come and sit down."
Su Wanyu nodded and immediately walked over to sit down. The servant brought her hot milk. Su Wanyu took a sip and yawned.
She and her husband have been spending the winter vacation at home recently and have been going to bed early, so it's about time.
Mr. Song immediately said, "Alright, let's all go to bed early and stop keeping watch."
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