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Han Feng's agile figure went into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of hot water and put the water on the table.●⌒

Usually in the city, Han Feng has a lot of homework. Not only does he have to receive a school education, but he also has to receive a more exciting elite education when he returns home. Therefore, some of his usual hobbies are simply insulated from him.

But now that he came back with Zhou Meiren to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, he was like letting the tiger return to the mountains and the dragon return to the sea, not to mention the joy he felt.

Now he is playing whatever he wants and busy doing whatever he wants. For example, now, he has become interested in writing calligraphy, so after hearing the old man's instructions, he immediately went to fetch water.

Therefore, no matter what you do, you still need an interest. If you don't have interest, you won't learn well even if you force yourself to study.

The old man took out three large, medium and small brushes from the pen holder. These are fine brushes made by Han Peacock using wolf hairs. Naturally, wolves came from the chaotic space, and now the wolf pack there has grown a lot.

However, the food chain relationship within the chaotic space is much more complete than the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, so the chaotic space did not lose control.

As for the Korean peacocks hunting wolves, their numbers are only slightly larger, but this can be completely supplemented by the chickens, ducks and geese in the chaotic space.

Now that the horses, cattle and sheep have all developed, the threat from wolves is no longer great, so Han Peacock no longer intentionally targets the wolves in the chaotic space.

The old man is still very satisfied with the wolf hair made by Han Peacock.

The old man couldn't help but nodded after looking at it, and put it in hot water for a while.

Han Feng, who was lying on the table next to him, asked curiously: "Grandpa Zu, what are you doing?"

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "If you leave the pen for a long time, it will be stained with a lot of dust. Not only will it be difficult to write ink, but it will also leave small bumps in the written words. If it is not smooth, it will not look good, and it will affect the writing.

Effect."

After soaking for a while, he took out the pen and shook off the water on it. Then he asked the village chief to unfold the red paper, spread it flat on the four corners of the table, press it down with smooth marble strips, and asked the old village chief:

"What couplet should I write?"

The old village chief patted his head and said, "I don't have anything in my mind. I can't think of any good couplets. I won't bother you, so I can just help you think of one and write it down."

"It saves you effort." The old man said with a smile.

The old village chief didn't feel ashamed and said with a smile: "Hey, uncle, those who can do more work."

The old man agreed without any objection. He watched the village chief put his hands behind his hands and thought for a while, then took out a medium-sized pen and dipped it in full ink, and he wrote with great energy.

Following the old man's writing, Han Feng read out the words one by one.

"First couplet: The old year adds some happiness. Second couplet: The new year brings a new level. Horizontal line: Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new."

"Haha, your eldest grandson still knows the first couplet, second couplet and horizontal batch? What a good calligraphy." The old village chief said happily.

As soon as the old man started writing, the village chief cheered.

Although he has been a village chief for so many years and knows how to read, he really doesn't have much understanding of the benefits of this couplet.

The reason why it is praised now is because it was written by an old man. Even if the content is not very good, these eighteen words deserve better.

"My handwriting is okay. At least no one says bad, so that's good." The old man looked at the sparring partner and said.

"No way. This is really good." The old village chief said with a smile.

"Okay, just take it!" Although the old man acted indifferently, he was still very happy that his handwriting could be recognized by others.

Seeing the old man happy, the old village chief was even happier. The village chief has become a fox in the past few years, so it was the right time to come here early in the morning. Being able to make the old man happy is better than anything else.

Although there is a hint of utilitarianism in this, it is undeniable that the old village chief has more ways to please the old man. For Han Kongque, all he needs to do is do this.

Green bamboo separates the three-part scene, and red plum blossoms herald spring for thousands of families. Horizontal comment: Spring returns to the earth.

The people are safe, the country is peaceful, and the times are prosperous. The second line: The weather is good and the weather is good, in praise of the Chinese years. The horizontal comment: The people are safe, the country is safe.

After a few couplets in succession, the old man did this a lot in a short while. The practice of the couplets was imprinted in the old man's mind, and he was able to write dozens of different Spring Festival couplets without even thinking about it.

Just after I finished writing the couplet to the village chief and before the ink was dry, several more people came into the yard, all holding cut red paper in their hands.

Seeing that the old village chief was there, Han Cuihua said: "The village chief came so early, I thought I was the first one!"

The old man never refuses anyone who comes, and as long as he can come, he will write a couplet, some even two.

After a while, another group of people came with the same purpose, which immediately made the yard lively.

It is an honor to have couplets written by the old man posted on the door during the New Year in the village. Almost every family will come to ask the old man to write one.

As there were more people, people who were just passing by the courtyard would naturally stop and watch. When they found out that the old man was writing couplets, more people went home and brought red paper, waiting for the old man to splash ink.

The Korean peacock held the blue sky on his shoulders early in the morning and followed the dog behind him, but he was walking the dog to watch the eagle.

When they came back, the two eagles flew above the yard first, saw a group of people in the yard below, and gave a long cry to warn the Korean peacocks.

People in the yard heard the hawk's cry and looked up at the two-meter-long golden eagle above the yard. Facing the rising sun, the golden eagle seemed to be made of gold and shone brightly. Those who looked at it were dazzled. At this time, everyone

Everyone knows that Han Peacock is back.

Sure enough, three big dogs rushed into the yard, followed by Han Peacock, who was only wearing a single shirt in the winter.

The Lion King and the Black Lion walked into the yard, followed by the little devil-faced Tibetan Mastiff named A Chou.

After the family of three entered the yard, they patrolled back and forth around the crowd, constantly picking up people's legs and sniffing their noses.

The three of them are different from the local dogs in the village. Their size really puts too much pressure on people.

The villagers who were queuing up all felt a little cramped in their calves and didn't dare to move for fear of being misunderstood and attacked by the two big dogs.

It would be uncomfortable to be attacked by these two big dogs. I heard that these two dogs can compete with the big wild boars in the mountains without losing.

Han Peacock saw the villagers' fear of the black lion couple and waved his hand to drive the two big dogs into the front yard.

I came to the table, took a pen and waited to see if anyone would come up to me to write.

Han Kongque did not practice calligraphy less during this period. He not only practiced calligraphy, but also painted, but he never achieved much.

Only Tiger can take a look at his paintings, but the others are really incompetent. In this regard, he is far behind the old man.

Calligraphy and painting are not accomplished overnight, so even if Han Kongque is a genius, he will not be able to master his calligraphy and painting without long-term accumulation.

Han Kongque is trying to make up for this, but he is busy every day and does not have much time to practice, so when he encounters the opportunity this time, he will naturally not let it go.

However, the villagers saw that Han Kongque also picked up a pen, but they did not come up to let him write.

You must know that sparring is the facade of each household. It has to be posted on the door for a year, so even if Han Kongque wants to help, no one dares to take the risk.

How embarrassing would it be if Han Peacock wrote an extremely ugly calligraphy and posted it on his door for a year?

Although Han Kongque has changed a lot during this period, and the villagers' sense of him is completely different from before, basically no one believes that he can write calligraphy, so no one comes forward to ask him to write.

Wait a little longer in line here.

Li Xiao arrived late and was at the back of the queue. He was a little impatient with the wait. When he saw Han Kongque holding up his pen and preparing to write, but no one had come forward yet, he happily ran to Han Kongque, thinking that here

There's no one around here, so it's not like I jumped in line when I came here.

His admiration for Korean peacocks is blind. He believes that even if someone says that Korean peacocks can fly, Chen Xiao, who is very excited, may believe it. Now, a mere calligraphy calligraphy, in Chen Xiao's opinion, is just a piece of cake for Brother Han.

a plate of.

Laying out the red paper, Han Kongque listened to the couplets read out by Li Xiao and immediately made a couplet with ink.

Someone at the back of the queue ran over curiously and stood on Han Peacock's side to take a look.

Although I don’t know how to write, I can still tell the difference between good and bad handwriting.

Although it is not as regular as the old man's writing, and it is not as comfortable to read as the old man's writing, it is still vigorous and powerful, and this is the only advantage.

"It's much better than what my poor boy wrote. Give me some pictures too." A villager said it too realistically, which made Han Kongque's old face turn red.

However, Han Kongque had developed his shamelessness, so he just pretended that he couldn't hear it and started writing couplets.

There were a lot of people around, and they looked pretty good. Someone immediately spread out red paper and asked Han Peacock to write a couplet.

After writing two couplets, some people moved to Han Kongque's side. The villagers' requirements were not high. Since it was not ugly, there was no need to let the old man write it.

The two men wrote couplets to the villagers together, and the scene was very lively.

As long as you have a steady hand and can calm down when writing this, it will be difficult even if you want to write poorly.

Of course, if you want to write a good calligraphy, you can't do it calmly. It can only be said that Han Peacock's handwriting can now be read.

He mainly writes in regular script. As long as he holds the brush, horizontally and vertically, and correctly grasps the size and structure of the font, and does not lose the proportion when the head is big and the tail is small, the writing will be readable.

Han Kongque still had such a degree and level, so after he started writing, Han Kongque became more and more comfortable with writing.

This is what calligraphy is like. As long as you are serious and write more, you will make progress.

If you think you are a genius and don’t work hard, your handwriting will never improve much. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

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