The brush words written on gilded red paper with a hard pen are strong and powerful. The old man likes to toss about these.
"Just like it yourself." she didn't mind this very much.
"Gu Xiaomeng, good call." the old man wrote a pile, and he took a fancy to this at a glance.
To be honest, it's like a dream to go to the present stage with the little girl. Sometimes it feels a little unreal, especially in the two years she left, she always thinks about her once married life and feels like a dream. When she wakes up, he is still alone and carefree.
"Xiaomeng is Xiaomeng. It's better than these. The old man pushed so many strokes. If she goes to school, she will be very naughty and not serious. The teacher will punish her to copy her name, so she can get rid of it earlier."
Gu huaimo is a little speechless. The little girl's mind is really different.
He will never admit that this is the generation gap.
There is no generation gap between him and her. If there is a generation gap, he will come to communicate. Of course, he can't communicate physically until she is well.
"Don't believe it. Hehe, when I was punished by the teacher, I hated the purple characters. How can I write with so many strokes? I'm gnashing my teeth. I wish I could change my name to Wei Yi. How fast it can be written, ha ha."
He smiled weakly, "our daughter, don't be as skinny as you."
This wife, no matter how to change it, still hasn't made much progress.
The slender five fingers are smooth with her hair. The girl's hair grows very fast. She smoothed and cut the curly ones. Now it grows longer. However, men like their wives. They have long and smooth hair. They feel so good.