He's cute but puritanical

When Lu Shiyan and Jiang Lai rush back to Lu's house, the birthday banquet has come to an end.

Many guests knew that Mr. Lu loved calligraphy and painting, so they pointed to the couplets hanging in the hall and complimented him, "Mr. Lu, you are a wonderful writer and a beautiful man!"

"Yes! Compared with those calligraphers, Lu Lao's calligraphy is also better than that of other calligraphers. I don't know when we will be lucky enough to get you a piece of calligraphy? "

"If I can get old Lu's calligraphy, I have to put up the list and hang it in my study."

Listening to these flattering words, Lu Dingchuan narrowed his eyes slowly.

He himself is indeed the name of calligraphy and painting. He is not only good at calligraphy, but also highly accomplished in painting.

His handwriting is very good in the whole calligraphy world, and it's true that these people want one.

After listening to everyone's words, Lu Dingchuan glanced at the couplet on the wall. He touched his white beard and asked slowly, "do you all like the words on this couplet?"

"Of course

"It's not just like it, I just want to take it home and treasure it!"

Those people all nodded. Although there was a flattering element in their words, it was true that the couplets were beautifully written.

The big black characters with dragon flying and Phoenix dancing are vigorous in brushwork and have bones in shape.

Lu Dingchuan's smile on his face was a little thicker, and even happier than he was praised.

He raised his face, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two people coming in from the main hall door.

So, he raised his hand and waved in the direction of Yan and Jiang Lai when he landed. He said with a smile, "Xiaoyan, ginger girl, you come here."

Lu Dingchuan and the guests were standing not far from the door. Lu Shiyan heard him calling himself and walked towards him.

After stopping, he nodded respectfully, "grandfather."

Jiang Lai stood behind him, also called Lu Laozi, "grandfather."

Lu Dingchuan nodded, his sight crossed Lu Shiyan and said to Jiang Lai, "Ginger girl, you come here."

Wife Lai heard him call himself, can't help but stay for a while, pointed to the tip of his nose, "grandfather, do you call me?"

Lu Dingchuan nodded and patiently replied, "well."

"Oh, here it is!" Jiang Lai is very straightforward to answer a, and to him to take two steps.

Lu Dingchuan looked at her with a smile and pointed to the couplets on the wall and asked her, "girl, I heard from Xiaoxi that you wrote these couplets or" longevity "on the wall last night

His body is not as good as before. Naturally, he can't spend so much energy to stay up late to write couplets.

Jiang Lai listened to this, embarrassed to scratch the back of the head, "my little Xi said that grandfather's handwriting is particularly good, am I a teacher of axes?"

This is tantamount to indirectly admitting that these words were written by her. All of a sudden, the guests who had just complimented the couplets looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.

"How could that be possible? Judging from the form and peak of the characters, it has to be written for more than ten or twenty years to reach this level. This little girl seems to be about twenty years old. Has she been practicing calligraphy since she was born? "

"Yes! Mr. Lu, don't make fun of us! This word can't be written by this little girl

In fact, although this is exaggerated, Jiang Lai has been practicing calligraphy since he can hold chopsticks.

If not 20 years, there will be 17-8 years.

In addition, Jiang Zongming is very strict with her, so it is not surprising that she can write such beautiful handwriting.

However, the guests in the field did not believe that the words were written by her.

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