The words in his heart said how good and good Zheng's mood was.

Who knew that He Jinhuai's words hit her mood to the bottom again.

"Oh, then I'll beat the single."

After saying that, he slammed the door shut.

"What do you say? You're going to beat the singles!! You open the door for me......"

Zheng slammed the door angrily, "Third child, do you hear when you open the door?" ”

Want to mix the lights? That's not going to work! She still wants to hold her grandson.

When He Jinhuai came back, he wanted to seize the time to practice calligraphy.

But the old lady kept knocking on the door outside, and she was really annoyed, so she opened the door suddenly.

"What for?"

Zheng Shi looked at those cold eyes, and his heart was abrupt.

But when I think about it, this is my own son, what is there to be afraid of?

Then he crossed his waist and said very imposingly, "You are not allowed to beat the single, do you hear?" ”

"Anyone nearby would like to marry me?" He asked sarcastically.

It is said that there is no girl in the vicinity who is willing to marry the original owner for a variety of reasons: he is afraid of beating people, saying that he wears an eye patch, disgusting him for his ugly face, and thinking that he can't make money......

"It's not difficult, I'll let Yuanyuan marry you."

"The shorty?"

As soon as Zheng said that, he knew who the man was.

Super short and super short, even if you are short, you can still say that you are small, but you are also extremely fat, like a ball.

"What a dwarf, that's your cousin, she's more capable than Yueya, you marry her."

"You've got such a good look!"

He Jinhuai glanced at him coldly and slammed the door again.

"Hey, you stinky boy!"

Looking at the closed door, Zheng's head was smoking, but he was more sure in his heart, he must find an opportunity to ask Yueya for a purse.

He Jinhuai didn't have time to ponder Zheng's mind at all.

He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and took out all the pen and ink that the original owner had sealed.

In his memory, the original owner used to be a scholar, but he loved to fight too much, and was later opened by the academy.

The original owner is not serious in reading, and his handwriting is average, but he writes well, he can write with both his left and right hands, but he can't write with his right hand, Xiao Yue will recognize it, and his left hand doesn't write often, so he has to practice.

He took out all the pen and ink and cleaned it, laid out the rice paper, and wrote it down one by one.

The first few words are still crooked, but when they stay in the back, the words are getting smoother and smoother, and they are dancing more and more, and they don't even hear Boss He come to ask him to eat.

When he came out of the room, the family had eaten, but Zheng treated him well, left him food in the pot, and he hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of food and walked out.

"You see that he is yelling in a hurry, and he is going to Xiao's house again." Seeing this, Zheng muttered to the chief.

He Lichang was very impatient, "What do you care about him, how old is he, and how much is he in charge, are you bothered?" ”

Zheng pursed his lips and fell asleep in a huff.

*****

Let's say that when He Jinhuai arrived at Xiao's house, Xiao Qingyue was cutting red paper with Xiao Qinghua sisters.

"You're here?"

"Hmm."

"It's just right, my pen has been cleaned, just waiting for you to write."

"Okay, I'm ready."

At this time, the ink was not ink, but ink strips, and he had to study, but he didn't buy an inkstone, so he brought it from home.

When Xiao Qingyue saw this, she smiled, "I originally planned to put the ink in the bowl, but anyway, we don't write it every day, so I think it's a waste to buy that." ”

The four treasures of the reading talent club are complete.

They can write for a few days at most, and there is really no need to buy them all.