"Yanbao, writing requires straight lines and neat strokes. You must remember that Chinese characters are a profound and complex art. Even just writing your name can be done in different styles."
As he spoke, the old man of the Li family laid out a sheet of Xuan paper on the table, picked up a brush from the brush holder, dipped it in ink, and wrote the three large characters "Li Xinyan" in regular script on the Xuan paper.
It was written in one go, with powerful strokes.
Little Xinyan, who was standing obediently to the side watching the old man write, couldn't help but clap her little hands and exclaim:
Wow! Grandpa's handwriting is so beautiful!
It's really beautiful.
After all, the old man of the Li family is a well-known calligrapher in the circle. Even if his calligraphy is auctioned anonymously, it can still fetch a very good price at the auction.
This is enough to prove his strength.
But the old man of the Li family was still very pleased to receive the praise from the little girl.
"This is not just writing, but calligraphy."
The old man of the Li family put down his brush and, while waiting for the writing to dry, solemnly instructed Xiao Xinyan:
"Calligraphy emphasizes tranquility and focus, which can cultivate one's character and patience, overcome impatience, and promote self-cultivation. It can also help one become calm, focused, and have great benefits for physical health."
The old man was very fond of traditional culture and attached great importance to instilling traditional culture in his descendants.
Xiao Xinyan blinked her clear, bright eyes, seemingly understanding but not quite, and said from the bottom of her heart, "Calligraphy is amazing! Can Yanyan learn to write calligraphy too?"
Seemingly surprised that Xiao Xinyan would suddenly make such a request, the old master of the Li family was taken aback for a moment, but then a clear look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Of course! If Yanbao is interested in calligraphy, Grandpa can teach you himself!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xinyan smiled and said in a sweet, childlike voice, "Grandpa, Yanyan likes calligraphy, and Yanyan wants to write beautiful characters like Grandpa."
"This child is teachable! This child is teachable!"
The old man of the Li family immediately beamed with joy, patted the little boy's head with obvious satisfaction, and said with equally smiling eyes:
"Yanbao is such a good child who loves to learn, unlike your older brothers. None of them are willing to settle down and learn calligraphy. They are all more playful than the other, especially your second brother, who often makes Grandpa angry and gives him a headache!"
The second son, Li Muchen, was a mischievous and playful little rascal from a young age. He had never done anything good, but he always played a part in causing chaos at home.
He often caused trouble at school, and the phrase his teachers most frequently said was: "Li Muchen, have your parents come to the school sometime..."
The mere mention of him gave the old man of the Li family a headache.
Seeing her grandfather's furrowed brow, Xiao Xinyan quickly and obediently said, "Grandpa, if you have a headache again, just tell Yanyan and I'll rub it for you."
The child's sweet voice has a powerful healing ability.
In an instant, the old man's expression changed from gloomy to sunny.
"What a good child! Grandpa is very pleased that you have this thought in your heart!"
Grandpa Li still patiently taught Xiao Xinyan how to write her name, stroke by stroke.
Xiao Xinyan is also very smart. She learned the most difficult character in her name, "Li," after only practicing with her grandfather a few times. She learned the remaining two characters even faster.
Li Xinyan, that will be her name from now on.
The old man of the Li family seemed to have thought of something, his expression turned serious, and he stared intently into Xiao Xinyan's eyes, saying solemnly:
“Yanbao, we changed your surname to make it easier for you to go to school in the future. If you don’t want to give up your previous surname, you can tell Grandpa directly. You can continue to use your previous surname except when you go to school.”
The Li family absolutely respects Xiao Xinyan's decision and will not force the child to have the surname Li, nor will they force the child to forget all her former relatives.
Seemingly understanding her grandfather's meaning, Xiao Xinyan's eyes curved into crescent moons, and she smiled sweetly, saying, "Grandpa, it doesn't matter to me whether I'm surnamed Li or Li, because my father was an orphan who was taken in and raised by my grandparents. So I don't know what my surname should be."
“Now that Yan Yan is a member of the Li family, she should take the surname Li, and she likes the surname very much.”
Dawn.
Upon seeing this surname, Xiao Xinyan unconsciously thought of the sun at dawn, which gives people a warm feeling full of hope.
It was as if her parents had suddenly appeared in her life, rescuing her from the fate of being abandoned and bringing her endless hope.
The old man of the Li family breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch his beloved granddaughter's cheek, his eyes full of doting affection as he said:
"That's good. From now on, our Yanbao will be called Li Xinyan. She is the only little princess of our Li family."
From now on, Yanbao belongs to the Li family, and no one can take him away!
"Mmm!"
Xiao Xinyan nodded vigorously in response to the old man.
"Come on, let's continue practicing writing our names."
The old man continued to teach Xiao Xinyan to write her own name, and also introduced her to the basics of calligraphy, because he discovered that the child was indeed talented, and if she was properly nurtured, she might achieve something great...
The brothers of the Li family were all stunned to see their younger sister holding a calligraphy brush and practicing calligraphy with great seriousness.
"Yanbao, you haven't started learning calligraphy from Grandpa, have you?!" The eldest brother, Li Muxing, stared in disbelief as his younger sister wrote her own name with a calligraphy brush.
Surprisingly... it's written quite convincingly.
"Mmm." Xiao Xinyan nodded, smiled at her older brother, and said, "Yanyan really likes writing calligraphy. It gives me a great sense of accomplishment every time I write my name more beautifully!"
The eldest brother, Li Muxing, found it unbelievable: "Don't you think writing calligraphy is a very boring thing?"
"Yan Yan doesn't think so!"
The little boy shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum, recalling what his grandfather had said, and then repeated it in his childish voice:
"Yanyan thinks that writing calligraphy is a very enjoyable thing. Moreover, Grandpa said that calligraphy is a treasure of our country's traditional culture and is worth inheriting. Grandpa also said that one's handwriting reflects one's character, and people who can write beautiful handwriting are generally not ugly or deformed."
Of course, the old man from the Li family also said a lot of things praising calligraphy to Xiao Xinyan. The little boy has been successfully brainwashed by the old man.
Grandpa has finally found his little apprentice!
Li Muxing, who had always been made to learn calligraphy by her grandfather, couldn't help but give her younger sister a thumbs up.
This little dumpling has a bright future ahead of it!
Just then, Li Muxing suddenly noticed what looked like a cut on Xiao Xinyan's right index finger. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked with concern:
"Yanbao, what happened to your hand?"
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