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Chapter 71 [071] Calligraphy Class
When Su Qingchun saw his daughter was happy, the corners of his mouth also raised up unintentionally.

"Come here and do your homework."

"Oh."

Su Zixuan's expression immediately changed when he heard that he had to do homework, but he had to do it.

Su Qingchun knew that her daughter didn't like to do homework, and suddenly remembered that it was past 8 o'clock and they hadn't eaten yet.So he took the opportunity to ask Su Zixuan, who was not in the mood to do homework at this time, his eyes were wandering, and his hands were fingernails: "By the way, Xuanxuan..."

Before Su Qingchun finished speaking, Su Zixuan immediately seized the opportunity to quickly reply: "What? Dad."

Su Qingchun smiled at his daughter as if he had seen through everything, and asked, "Dad just thinks it's weird, don't you and mom usually eat after 7 o'clock after class?"

"Why are you eating so late today?"

"Isn't that because my mother took me to another place after I left the cram school today. That place is so far away that I have to take a taxi to get there." Su Zixuan pouted unhappily.

"Taxi? Where are you going?" Su Qingchun asked.

"A training class."

"What training class?"

"Calligraphy class, my mother said to enroll me in calligraphy class." Su Zixuan muttered.

"Calligraphy class?" Su Qingchun was very surprised. He had never heard his wife mention that he would enroll his child in a calligraphy class.

Then Su Qingchun asked again, "Then you came to the calligraphy class today, how do you feel?"

"Is it fun?"

"It's not fun at all," Su Zixuan replied with pouted lips, "It's not as fun as Taekwondo class, and the children there are not as fun."

After Su Zixuan finished speaking, he asked again, "Dad, can you go to my mother and tell her not to enroll me in the calligraphy class, I don't want to go at all."

"Why don't you want to go?"

"Calligraphy is not fun at all."

"Xuanxuan, calligraphy can exercise our writing skills, which is very good," Su Qingchun said patiently.

Then he pointed to the four words 'Self-improvement' framed in a gold frame in the middle of the living room and said, "Look, which words look good?"

"nice!"

"That's what Mom wrote."

Su Qingchun tried his best to guide, "If you take part in the calligraphy class, you can also write such beautiful characters in the future."

"Can I write as beautifully as my mother?"

"of course."

"Then can I hang up my writing if it looks good?"

"It can be hung up," Su Qingchun said, "Not only can it be hung up, but also the words written by Xuanxuan should be hung in the middle, so that the first thing people see when they come to our house is the words written by Xuanxuan." .”

"When everyone sees that Xuanxuan's handwriting is so beautiful, they will definitely praise him, saying that Xuanxuan is great."

"really?"

"Of course it's true."

Su Qingchun originally thought that he had successfully persuaded his daughter, but he didn't expect her to say:

"But I still don't want to go, it's not fun at all."

Su Qingchun continued to guide: "Xuanxuan, why don't you try for a month first, if you are still not interested after learning for a month, I will tell my mother that Xuanxuan doesn't like learning calligraphy."

"I won't go again at that time, do you think it's okay?"

"It's going to be another month?"

"That's right, you'll only know if you really don't like it if you try it after you've been there for a month?"

"You just went there now, and it doesn't feel fun. Maybe after you go there, you find that it's more fun than taekwondo class?"

"Okay!" Su Zixuan replied helplessly with his mouth puffed out.

Then she said, "Then you go and tell your mother now that I will go to the calligraphy class for a month."

"You should tell mom about this. We must boldly tell mom what we really think." Su Qingchun became timid this time when he saw the naughty ghost his wife usually talked about.

It could be seen that Su Zixuan was usually a little afraid of Huang Xiaopei, but she hadn't taken a step yet.

"It's okay, you can go, dad is watching you here, if mom disagrees, dad will speak for you." Su Qingchun slowly guided Su Zixuan to express himself actively.

After Su Zixuan heard Su Qingchun's words, he slowly moved towards the kitchen. Just as she was approaching the kitchen, Huang Xiaopei came out with dishes.

"Mom, which calligraphy class do you enroll me in? Dad said that I can learn for a month first, and I don't have to go if I don't want to go." Su Zixuan said in a low voice.

Huang Xiaopei glanced at Su Zixuan, did not speak, then looked up at Su Qingchun who was sitting on the sofa, but still did not directly answer Su Zixuan's question.

Seeing this, Su Zixuan turned his head and looked at Su Qingchun helplessly, his eyes fixed on Su Qingchun, she sent another distress signal.

Seeing this, Su Qingchun hurried over and quickly took the food from Huang Xiaopei's hand.

After he put the dishes on the table, he smiled and said to Huang Xiaopei: "Xiaopei, Xuanxuan may not like the calligraphy class you signed up for her today."

"Why don't you let her study for a month first. If she is really not interested, there is no need to force her, right?" Su Qingchun said tentatively.

After Su Qingchun finished speaking, Huang Xiaopei still didn't let go, and quickly added, "But your calligraphy is so good, and you won an award from our county in high school. Xuanxuan will definitely inherit your genes."

Huang Xiaopei continued to be busy with the kitchen and did not reply, while Su Qingchun continued to follow behind her, "Maybe you don't want her to learn after a month, and she is still arguing with you."

At this time, Su Zixuan followed behind him like Su Qingchun's little follower.

"It's like a taekwondo class. If you don't let her learn it, isn't she clamoring to learn it?"

"So, these training classes for children, in the final analysis, interest is the best teacher. We don't need to force her at all."

At this time, Huang Xiaopei, who had already set up the tableware and was waiting to eat, finally stopped, sat on the stool in the living room, stared at Su Qingchun, and finally replied: "The teacher who is interested is the best is nonsense."

"How is this nonsense? If you're not interested in forcing her to study, that doesn't make any sense. What's the use if you can't learn?"

Su Qingchun replied, and sat across from Huang Xiaopei after speaking, and when Su Zixuan was about to sit down, Huang Xiaopei said loudly: "What are you doing sitting, wash your hands and eat."

"But mom, haven't you answered my question yet?"

"My mother will discuss this matter with my father after dinner. Let's eat first."

Su Zixuan looked at Su Qingchun with innocent eyes.

Su Qingchun glanced at his wife first, then stood up and pulled Su Zixuan and said, "Mom said eat first."

"Come on, Xuanxuan, let's wash our hands together." Su Qingchun brought Su Zixuan to the kitchen to wash his hands together.

He took the initiative to rub his daughter's hands and press the hand sanitizer.

Seeing that her daughter was still unhappy, Su Qingchun whispered, "Don't worry, Dad will let Mommy give you a month's tuition first, trust Dad."

"Okay, Dad, you must convince Mom."

"rest assured."

Su Zixuan finally smiled.

(End of this chapter)