Although Linglong didn't have a good impression of Qin Mo, Mrs. Lin asked for poems in person this time. She had no choice but to suppress her dissatisfaction with Qin Mo. She lifted up her skirt and quickly brought out pens and paper.

In recent years, Mrs. Lin has given up writing and engaged in business, but her family’s four treasures of study have never ceased.

When the fragrance of ink entered his nose, Qin Mo knew that it was the best ink.

Everyone present also put down their bowls and chopsticks, as if watching a good show. Those who were far away stood up one after another, stretched out their heads and looked at Mrs. Lin's table.

Influenced by Mrs. Lin, there are many writers in the Lin family. Even those who are not writers have been influenced by them all year round and their appreciation of poetry and articles is not low.

People like Lin Ruyue, who is in charge of the Lin family's Longmen martial arts newspaper, are even more proficient in poetry and articles.

A woman from the Lin family saw Qin Mo picking up the ink and said, "Since Mrs. Lin is the one asking for a poem, it must be a poem with a title."

Lin Ruyue also said: "Since today is New Year's Eve, let's write a poem related to New Year's Eve."

Lin Youyin waved her hands quickly, her face full of worry and said: "Qin Mo is not prepared, so just write a poem."

When Mrs. Lin saw that Lin Youyin cared so much about Qin Mo, the smile on her face became stronger and stronger, and she said, "Brother Qin Mo, just write a poem at random, and I won't come up with a topic."

Qin Mo smiled slightly. He hadn't thought about what poem to write. Suddenly, he smelled the faint sulfur dioxide from the explosion of fireworks in the air.

"Yuan Day"

The poem is called Yuan Ri.

As soon as everyone saw the title of the poem, they immediately understood that Qin Mo was really going to use New Year's Eve as the theme.

Since ancient times, China has written many poems about scenery and people, and there are also many poems about festivals, and there are even more beautiful lines. Qin Mo will inevitably fall into contrast when he writes.

If you write poorly, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

Qin Mo, on the other hand, didn't care about anything else, just started writing, and his talent moved with the movement of his arms——

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

After writing the first two sentences, the faces of everyone watching changed slightly.

With their appreciation ability, starting with these two sentences, they knew that this was a masterpiece.

Lin Youyin's eyes lit up, and her face looked at Qin Mo nervously and expectantly, waiting for the next two sentences.

Qin Mo didn't hesitate. He turned his pen and the talent was injected into the ink along with the pen tip——

Thousands of households exchange old talismans for new peaches every day.

“What a poem!”

After finishing the last sentence, Mrs. Lin couldn't help but praise her instantly, but she smiled happily.

This poem is purely about the scene of the Chinese New Year, without any intention of using the scene to express emotions, but every word, every word, describes the Chinese New Year atmosphere vividly and realistically, which really fits the title perfectly.

Buzz————

The moment Qin Mo put away his pen, the verses on the paper were guided by his talent, turning into golden inches of light, and the poems became quatrains.

Everyone in the Lin family present was convinced, and they couldn't help but look at Qin Mo with admiration.

It is not difficult for a third-grade literary master to compose a poem at random.

Many people present can also make it.

But this is a poem with the title of New Year's Eve. Lin Ruyue came up with the title on the spot. From the time Lin Ruyue proposed it to now, it only takes a few minutes to compose a poem, and it is a quatrain that closely follows the title.

Qin Mo sent the paper to Mrs. Lin, and said: "Qin Mo came in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts. This quatrain poem is just a New Year's gift for Mrs. Lin. I wish Mrs. Lin a happy birthday."

Have a lively Chinese New Year.”

Mrs. Lin took the poem with a smile brighter than flowers. She handed the manuscript to Lin Youyin and said, "Grandma is old. Youyin will keep this gift from Qin Mo."

Lin Youyin was stunned for a moment, and after thanking him happily, she took Qin Mo's manuscript in her hand and read it several times. The more she read, the more she liked it.

Quatrain poems are not uncommon, but it is rare to see someone write a quatrain poem with your own eyes. This is the first draft. Lin Youyin looked at Qin Mo again, filled with joy.

Seeing Mrs. Lin's ambiguous attitude, everyone present couldn't help but become wary and suspicious.

Among the many grandchildren, Mrs. Lin is the one who likes Lin Youyin the most. Everyone in the Lin family knows this, and it is not a secret.

But Lin Youyin is a girl after all and will get married sooner or later. It is unlikely that the Lin family's property will be handed over to Lin Youyin.

But if like Qin Youyan, Mrs. Lin wants to find a son-in-law for Lin Youyin, then the situation will be different.

Could it be that Mrs. Lin asked Qin Mo to come to Lin's house to celebrate the New Year because he was Qin Youyan's son?

Any other purpose?

Are you going to choose a son-in-law for Lin Youyin?

It's very possible.

"If Qin Mo were to marry into the family, wouldn't our Lin family's property be taken away by outsiders?"

"Yes, he is talented and capable. After all, he is an outsider. Even if he gets married, his surname is Qin, not Lin. Who knows what he is thinking."

"Not necessarily. With Qin Mo's strength and his future achievements are limitless, he may not be willing to marry into the Lin family."

"Yes, we like them, but others may not like the Lin family. Let's wait and see what happens."

"..."

Everyone in the Lin family quickly returned to normal. They all looked at Qin Mo with friendly eyes. The more talented the better, if he was a genius in imperial martial arts and pursued martial arts, he would probably not bother to become a son-in-law.

No matter how much Mrs. Lin likes Qin Mo, she can't give up the Lin family's property, right?

Lin Ruyue suddenly suggested: "Qin Mo, I heard that you have also made achievements in martial arts articles. Have you ever thought about coming to our Longmen Martial Arts Newspaper to develop?"

Go to Longmen martial arts newspaper to develop?

Qin Mo was not surprised when he heard Lin Ruyue's words and said: "Let me think about it."

Mrs. Lin smiled and said: "Today is New Year's Eve. Let's not talk about work. The dishes are almost cold, so everyone is sitting down."

"Yuanshan, let them continue."

On the stage, the performers invited by the Lin family also stopped what they were doing.

Fang Yuanshan directed the crowd: "Keep playing music, then dance."

A New Year's Eve dinner lasted from 4pm to 7pm.

Qin Mocai walked out of Lin's house. Qin Youyan and Aunt Lin asked Lin Youyin to see Qin Mo out the door.

The sky gets dark very early in winter. At seven o'clock in the evening, it is already pitch black outside. Only the light shines on the frozen tea gardens and the river, and the willow trees are bare.

Qin Mo and Lin Youyin were walking on the forest path, their hearts beating fast. The moon was dark, the wind was high, and the environment was good.

Lin Youyin suddenly said: "Qin Mo, have you heard? We in Jincheng may organize a team of literary and martial arts teachers."

Qin Mo said unexpectedly: "Jincheng wants to organize a team of literary and martial arts teachers?"

This is the first time Qin Mo has heard this news, but the Lin family's shopping malls are all over Jincheng, so there must be more channels for news than Qin Mo.

If Jincheng really wants to organize a team of literary and martial arts teachers, it would not be surprising for the Lin family to know about it.
Chapter completed!