"Brother glory, what shall I do?" Ye Xiaojuan looks at Ye Rongrong and asks.

"You can help me polish the ink later." Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

"Husband, I'll get the ink."

Liu Qingqing said. Last time, ye Guangrong bought so many painting tools from the county town and put them in the piano room. He was worried that the small animals at home would run to the piano room and make a mess in it. These days, if he didn't play the piano, Liu Qingqing basically locked up the piano room.

"Sister Qingqing, I'll help you." Ma Lin follows Liu Qingqing in a hurry and prepares to help Liu Qingqing.

"Ah..."

Liu Qingqing opens the piano room. Ma Lin looks at the white piano in the room. The whole person is shocked and looks at the beautiful white piano foolishly.

"What's the matter with you, Linlin?"

Liu Qingqing was startled by Ma Lin's cry and asked with concern.

"Qingqing, how can you have a piano in your family?"

Ma Lin asked with some disbelief. Ma Lin's family is also very rich. She has learned piano since she was a child, so she recognized the brand of this white piano at a glance. The lowest price of this brand of piano is 200000 yuan, and the price of this white piano is no less than 300000 Chinese dollars.

It's hard for Ma Lin to imagine that in this remote and poor village, she should see such a valuable piano in the farmhouse. It's incredible.

"Why can't I have a piano at home?" Liu Qingqing asked.

"This..."

Ma Lin can't answer some questions. Yes, why can't Qingqing's family have a piano? It's really silly to ask her this question.

"Ha ha, I'm teasing you. My husband bought this piano for me." Seeing that Ma Lin was asked by herself, Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

"Sister Qingqing, your husband is very kind to you. He bought you such an expensive piano." Ma Lin said enviously.

Not every man is willing to spend so much money to buy a piano for his wife, especially in the countryside, which makes Ma Lin envy Liu Qingqing. Her man is really nice to her.

"Well, my husband is really nice to me." Liu Qingqing said happily.

"Sister Qingqing, can you still play guzheng?"

Ma Lin looks at Liu Qingqing and asks. I didn't expect that Qingqing was so versatile. She could not only play emotion, but also play guzheng, a traditional musical instrument.

"Where can I play zither? My husband bought it. He plays zither very well." Liu Qingqing said with some pride.

"Brother glory, he can play guzheng?" Ma Lin asked suspiciously.

"My husband knows a lot of things, such as piano, guzheng and Xiao. I'm a man, and I'm very good at them. I'm better than a piano master." Liu Qingqing said.

"Really?"

Ma Lin asked incredulously. Now Ma Lin finds that she still underestimates Ye Rongrong. He not only has excellent cooking skills and martial arts, but also plays musical instruments.

Ma Lin suddenly found that he couldn't see through Ye Rongrong. He was so mysterious that when he felt that he knew his ability well, he was suddenly told that what you knew was just the tip of his iceberg.

"Ha ha, why do I cheat you? If we don't talk about this, we'd better get something quickly."

Liu Qingqing smiles and doesn't say any more. After all, she says too much. If Ma Lin is interested in her man and loves her man, won't she lift a stone and hit her feet.

When Liu Qingqing and Ma Lin come out with pen and ink, ye Shuting also happens to bring the red paper from the village committee. Several women cut the red paper into strips with scissors.

Ye Rongrong moved a table from the house to the open space of the yard.

"Husband, I'll grind it for you."

Liu Qingqing began to grind ink. This grinding should not be too impatient. He should grind ink slowly. The ink thus grinded is the best and exudes the fragrance of ink treasure.

"Tingting, bring me a bowl of hot water." See Liu Qingqing quickly grind the ink, ye Rongrong said to Ye Shuting, who was standing by and watching.

Ye Shuting immediately trots to the backyard kitchen. Soon, she brings a bowl of hot water to the table. Ye Rongrong takes out a big brush from the pen holder to write Spring Festival couplets. It must be big, so the brush should be big.

Of course, it is also very important to write a good brush. A good brush generally has four elements: sharp, neat, round and healthy.

When the "sharp" pen is converged, the point of the pen should be retracted; "Qi" pinches the tip of the pen flat with water, and the hair on the end of the pen is neat and even; "round" pen belly is full, round, cone-shaped, not flat or thin; "Jian" pen hair is elastic, and it is easy to fold up after spreading, and the pen strength should be strong.

There are many kinds of writing brush. The head of the writing brush is made of animal hair. Therefore, people often classify the writing brush according to its elasticity, which can be divided into three types: hard writing brush, soft writing brush and double writing brush.

Ye Rongrong chooses the hard brush, which is not suitable for beginners because of its flexible hair. However, it is the best choice for people like Ye Rongrong who are masters of calligraphy.And ye Guangrong bought the pen, is the best pen, is made of wolf hair, professional name is "wolf hair".

The surface of the pen is bright yellow or yellow with a slight red color. If you look carefully, each hair is firm and upright. The waist is thick and the root is slightly thin. Wet and knead the tip into a flat shape, you can see that its hair is bright and light yellow.

Ye Rongrong put the brush in hot water for a while.

"Brother glory, what are you going to do?" Ye Shuting asked curiously.

"Isn't it very cold in this weather? The brush will freeze too. Using hot water bubbles can make it smoother. In this way, it's easy to write and the words can be more beautiful." Ye Rongrong explained.

"Brother glory, do you really know how to write calligraphy?" Ye Xiaojuan asked.

"Why don't you have faith in brother glory?" Ye Guangrong smiles at Ye Xiaojuan and asks.

"No, it's just that I've never seen or heard of brother glory since I grew up. You can write calligraphy. I'm just curious."

Ye Xiaojuan shook her head and said. Ye Xiaojuan really does not doubt her own ability of glory, just some doubts.

When did her brother glory become so powerful? It seems that everything is powerful. This makes Ye Xiaojuan feel that her brother glory has changed too much, which is totally different from her brother glory.

"Why don't you show your skills? Brother glory is not going to be a calligrapher. It's about writing Spring Festival couplets. If it's not for Spring Festival couplets, you may never know that brother glory can write calligraphy all your life. I call it deep hiding."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile. Anyway, ye won't say it's because he has a "lazy system".

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