Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　The little girl in front of her who shouted the name "Four Shui Guitang", in some respects, really can't be regarded as an ordinary girl.

　　Otherwise, if you really think so.

　　Just inadvertently, she will definitely give you a big surprise.good.

Chapter 1107

　　"Uncle, what is the Four Shui Guitang?"

　　Feiman Wu walked beside Wu Shaobai and asked curiously.

　　Wu Shaobai smiled and pointed to the patio in the whole yard, and hugged Feiman Wu:

　　"Look, FEYNMAN, there is no cover on this house. If it rains, will the rain fall?"

　　"I can."

　　"Well, do you know what these are called?"

　　"The eaves?"

　　"Yes. The eaves are slanted, right?"

　　"Ah."

　　"What about the rain that falls on the eaves? What happens when it rains?"

　　"It will fall in too."

　　As soon as the words fell, it seemed that God gave Wu Shaobai a face, a dark cloud floated over Jiangnan in the rainy season...

　　It's raining.

　　Wu Shaobai smiled slightly:

　　"After waiting for a while, when there is enough rain, it will flow into the patio from all sides, which means that water gathers in the heart of the sky. This is the four waters returning to the house. It means that the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, do you understand?"

　　Feynman Wu didn't understand at first glance.

　　But Wu Zhenyu understood.

　　Curiously glanced at the patio, then he said:

　　"Okay, let the uncle and sister find their own home?"

　　Coming down from Wu Shaobai's arms, Feiman Wu waved at the two of them:

　　"See you soon, uncle and sister."

　　see you later...

　　Really see you soon.

　　Zuixianju and Hanmoxuan are next to each other...

　　There was a door between the two.

　　What a coincidence.

　　In the Hanmo Xuan, there are traces of the four treasures of the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. After seeing the brushes, desks and other furnishings, Wu Shaobai's eyes suddenly lit up.

　　But Wu Mingyue looked bitter.

　　The father and daughter looked at each other...

　　"What are you doing?"

　　Listening to his father's question, Wu Mingyue pouted:

　　"Dad...Aren't we going to cook?"

　　"It's only 10 o'clock, what's the hurry? Dad is going to prepare, you have to do your own thing."

　　"Dad, did you do it on purpose?"

　　The little girl said as she walked to the desk.

　　And Wu Shaobai shrugged:

　　"It's a coincidence, I didn't know that Han Moxuan could write with a brush."

　　At this time, Feynman Wu patted the door panel:

　　"Uncle Wu, my father said that I would come here to eat with my sister at noon."

　　"okay."

　　Wu Shaobai responded, watching his daughter smile even more happily:

　　"Look, lunch is done."

　　"……Ugh."

　　Looking at the father walking out, Wu Mingyue frowned, holding a piece of Fang Mo that was originally used as a prop.

　　The photographer stepped forward and saw the girl picked up a pot next to her, observed the mouth of the pot, and suddenly frowned and shook her head.

　　"What are you doing?"

　　The photographer couldn't help but ask.

　　Wu Mingyue didn't lift her head, blocked half of the spout with her fingers, and then dripped water on the inkstone table.

　　"I want to grind ink, the spout is too big, it will be wasted... seven... eight..."

　　A total of eight drops of water fell on the clean inkstone.

　　Then, she picked up the grinder and sniffed it in front of her nose.

　　"Ordinary ink, not handmade."

　　"……How did you get it?"

　　Photographers are even more curious.

　　Wu Mingyue still did not look up, and said to herself:

　　"Because it's expensive to do it by hand. It has to add a lot of medicinal materials. This ink has no fragrance. I think it's made by a machine."

　　Saying that, she put the ink on the inkstone.

　　Unlike the red sleeves and fragrances in the movies and TV series, the girl looks like she is shoveling ink.

　　This is also because her hand strength is not enough. To grind the ink apart, you must use force. Like the kind of slow grinding, it may take a long time for the ink to be able to write.

　　Therefore, the girl used the fastest speed, and after grinding the ink, she chose a wolf micro pen on the pen holder.

　　Then he touched the paper in front of him.

　　"It's so hot... I'm afraid it's going to cut the scroll (slit the rice paper)..."

　　As she spoke, she looked left and right, and found that there was no transparent pad at her godmother's house, she shook her head regretfully, then dipped the ink with a fine pen, and stroked one by one on the rice paper. The word "Yong" was written in a stroke.

　　Inside the camera, the word Yong is written in regular script, which is very neat.

　　But the girl shook her head, then lowered her head and continued to write.

　　Doesn't seem to be happy with the first word.

　　But I have to admit that every word of Yong seems to be getting better.

　　The whole house was completely quiet.

　　Until the arrival of Wu Feynman:

　　"Sister, go and see Sishui Guitang, it's super beautiful!"

　　"..."

　　Wu Mingyue ignored him.

　　The pen is not messed up at all.

　　"younger sister?"

　　Passing the photographer, Feynman Wu came over curiously:

　　"Are you drawing?"

　　"Don't talk, I'm writing, keep calm."

　　"But Sishuiguitang, don't you want to watch it? It's beautiful, the water drops dripping into the tank, it's fun."

　　"Oh, Feynman Wu, you can't talk!"

　　Wu Mingyue gave him an angry look, and then continued to write the word "Yong" tirelessly.

　　Feiman Wu is a little embarrassed... But it can be seen that he likes to get together with Wu Mingyue very much. When she writes a word, Feiman Wu reads it... After reading it for a while, he said:

　　"Can I come with you?"

　　"..."

　　The little princess of the Wu family gave him another dissatisfied look, obviously disliking being disturbed while practicing calligraphy.But looking at the curious look of my brother, I had no choice but to pass the pen in my hand:

　　"You have to be careful, the weather is wet and it's easy to cut."

　　Saying that, she took down one, which is not suitable for beginners, but it can be big or small in writing.

　　Feeling it in her hand, she flicked her wrist and pinched it uncomfortably.

　　After dipping in the ink, the word "Yong" that was written out immediately showed the gap between it and the previous one.

　　Somewhat crooked.

　　"It doesn't look good..."

　　The girl muttered to herself, then glanced at Wu Feiman, who looked like a ghost talisman and didn't know what he was doing with the wolf hair. She said:

　　"FEYNMAN, you can't write indiscriminately! Rice paper is very precious, you have to cherish it."

　　"Ah? I'm painting~"

　　"Then you use this painting, give me that, and you only have this piece of paper, so you can't waste it! Rice paper is very precious, you know?"