"Write a few more copies and we can give them away." Qin An'an had already made Zhou Xiang's plan, "Brother Wei invited us to eat dumplings at his house tomorrow, and we will send two copies to his house then."

"An'an, are you sure I'm good enough to give gifts?"

"Of course! As long as you don't show off in front of real calligraphers, others won't be able to tell that you are an amateur."

Fu Shiting couldn't help laughing.

She cut the red paper, and he prepared the pen and ink.

Ziqiu opened his big, crystal-clear eyes like gems and watched the excitement.

"Shi Ting, I found some couplets on the Internet, what do you think?" After cutting out a few couplets, she took her phone over and showed it to him, "I think this is pretty good."

——When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.

Horizontal batch: Birds singing and flowers fragrant

"This one is also good." Qin Anan read to him, "The red plum blossoms are blooming against the winter snow, and the green willow trees are blooming to welcome the new year."

Fu Shiting frowned slightly: "There are too many strokes in this set."

Qin Anan: "I thought you could write anything!"

Fu Shiting: "You can write if you can, but whether it looks good or not is another matter."

Qin Anan: "Then you write it first, what if it turns out good?"

"Since you have spoken, I can only be respectful and obey your order." Fu Shiting tidied the table, then picked up the red paper and began to fold the grid.

Qin Anan stood nearby and watched with amusement, "Your skillful technique seems like you often write couplets."

Fu Shiting: "I'm just pretending. I'm actually very nervous."

He practiced calligraphy purely to cultivate his sentiments, but who knew that she would actually give away his calligraphy.

"Haha, let me let you relax then." She said, picked up a brush and a piece of white paper, and wrote the words 'Fu Shiting' on the paper in a serious manner.

Because she couldn't write calligraphy at all, you can imagine how ugly her writing was.

"Thank you," he admitted his surprise, "I really feel much more relaxed."

"Hahaha! You teach me how to fold the grid, and I'll fold it for you." She put down the brush and handed the scrap paper with the three characters 'Fu Shiting' written on it to Zi Qiu. "This is your father's name. What do you want?

Remember!"

Fu Shiting taught her origami.

After she met, he picked up the brush and began to write the first couplet.

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. He likes this couplet very much and plans to keep it for his own use after writing it.

He finished writing on one side eloquently, then put the finished writing aside, picked up another blank red paper, and wrote another sentence.

Qin Anan concentrated on watching him write.

His serious look is particularly charming.

"Honey, your handwriting is so beautiful. It's as handsome as you," she couldn't help but praise. "I'll give this couplet to Brother Wei when the time comes."

"Okay, I'll let you decide." He was elated by the praise.

After writing the couplets, Qin Anan carefully brought the two couplets in front of him, intending to admire them and then put them aside to dry.

result--

Qin Anan was stunned when he looked at the small black handprints on the couplet.
Chapter completed!