Every day Qiao Yicheng was so busy going out early and coming back late. He quickly accumulated a lot of New Year's goods in the space, which made Qiao Zuwang, who had always wanted to beat up Qiao Yicheng to vent his anger, feel a little disappointed.
For the third child, he didn’t see anything extra at home, and he didn’t know what his elder brother Qiao Yicheng and his uncle Qi Zhiqiang were busy with during this period. Anyway, there was always delicious food, which made the third child very satisfied.
After a busy day, Qiao Yicheng rushed home with his four younger siblings. On the way, he met two old men who blocked Qiao Yicheng's way.
"Hello, classmate Qiao Yicheng!"
"Are you guys?"
"My name is Long Ziqiang, and this is Liu Lin. We are members of the Nanjing Calligraphy Association."
"Oh! It turns out to be Teacher Long and Teacher Liu. How disrespectful!"
"Haha, classmate Yicheng, this is what happened!
We have observed that your calligraphy is very good these days, but I wonder who you studied under?"
"Huh? I just practiced blindly on my own! I didn't have any apprenticeship!"
"Oh?" Long Ziqiang and Liu Lin both looked at each other in shock.
"Classmate Yicheng, Nanjing will hold a calligraphy exchange competition in a few days, and we would like to invite you to participate."
"This... am I not qualified for my status?"
"Haha, classmate Yi Cheng!
This calligraphy exchange competition is just a normal gathering of the literary and art circles, without too many rules."
"Besides, I think you are very talented in calligraphy. You should go out and see the calligraphy of other masters. It will be very helpful to broaden your horizons."
After hearing the persuasion of Long Ziqiang and Liu Lin, Qiao Yicheng suddenly thought about whether he could rely on the system to steal his master. It would also be great if he could really succeed in calligraphy by stealing his master.
"Thank you two teachers for the invitation. I will go there and participate on the day of the exchange competition!"
"Haha, okay! I will send the invitation letter to your couplet booth tomorrow!"
"Then thank you two teachers!"
After they separated, Qiao Erqiang looked at his eldest brother Qiao Yicheng with a puzzled look on his face, "Brother, is there anything delicious in that competition?"
Hearing this "snack foodie" question, Qiao Yicheng's happy mood suddenly froze, and he showed a dumbfounded expression. He thought about how many events in later generations would be in the form of buffets.
"There should be!"
"Haha, that's great! I want to go with you too!"
"The top two, there are some old men there!
It’s not fun at all, even if there is food, I won’t let you eat it casually!”
"Ah? What should I do? I really want to go!"
"Two strong men, let's do this!
If there is really something delicious, how about I bring it back to you?"
"Eh? Okay! Thank you, big brother! You are so kind to the second best!"
"Brother, big brother, do you have one for us?" Sanli and Simei looked at the eldest brother Qiao Yicheng with some amusement when they saw the happy duo.
"Yes! All! As long as you are obedient!
Big brother will always bring you delicious food and beautiful clothes."
"Thank you, big brother! Big brother is the best!"
After coaxing the three little ones, they returned home soon, and sure enough, they saw Qiao Zu looking at his nose for something other than his nose and his face for something other than his face, sulking there.
Qiao Yicheng was too lazy to pay attention to this "scumbag dad". He put Qiao Qiqi on the bed, told Erqiang and Sanli to watch Qiao Qiqi and went to cook.
Seeing that Qiao Yicheng ignored him, Qiao Zuwang was very angry, and the anger that had been stored for many days burst out.
"Qiao Yicheng, you idiot!
Is there any son like yours in Nanjing?
You actually reported your own relative!
Are you still not a human being?"
"Qiao Zuwang, let me ask you this, if you rob your own child's lunch, are you a human being?"
"You..." Qiao Zuwang also felt a little confused.
"Even if I did something wrong!
Then I, Qiao Zuwang, am also your father, so you can't report me!" The unreasonable Qiao Zuwang could only act like a rogue and "daddy".
"Haha, Qiao Zuwang, can you wake up a little?
The five of us brothers and sisters call you daddy, and you are our father!
If you make me anxious, take your siblings and leave here forever!
Let you, Qiao Zuwang, be a truly handsome brother!"
"You...you dare!
Without my 20 yuan a month for living expenses, I wouldn’t starve you to death!”
"Qiao Zuwang, your face is so big!
Do you really think we value twenty yuan?
Without the burden of this "scumbag dad" like you, we brothers and sisters will live a better life!"
"You idiot! You are the father and I am the father?"
"Okay! I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!
I'm going to cook for Erqiang and the others!
Also, if you want to eat at home in the future, please pay!
If there is a fight over food, I will go to your factory and cause a scene!
At worst, we can all drink the northwest wind together!"
"You...what good will it do you if I lose my job?" Qiao Zuwang felt a little guilty.
"If you lose your job, I will take my brothers and sisters out to beg for food. Maybe people will see that we are all children, so we can give you an extra mouthful of food!"
You, Qiao Zuwang, are different. Who in the whole city of Nanjing doesn't know your shamelessness!
To be honest, it’s really rare for a person to be as famous as you are in Nanjing!"
"Haha, as a son, I admire you! I admire you!"
Being humiliated by Qiao Yicheng's words, Qiao Zuwang's face turned pale. Although Qiao Yicheng's words were unpleasant, they were all true.
The factory he works in is a welfare factory for the disabled. If he is really fired from the factory, Qiao Zuwang will really live on the street.
It wasn't until this moment that Qiao Zuwang became afraid of his eldest son Qiao Yicheng. Based on his observation of Qiao Yicheng during this period, Qiao Yicheng's whole person had changed since the death of Qiao's mother. He looked particularly gloomy, which made Qiao Zuwang very sad.
It was uncomfortable, and Qiao Yicheng always did what he said he would do. This was also what Qiao Zuwang was most afraid of.
Feeling very humiliated, Qiao Zuwang ran out and wandered alone on the street. However, he would never reflect on his mistakes and would only think that he had raised a white-eyed wolf.
When Aunt Wu, a neighbor of Qiao's family, saw Qiao Zuwang running out so late, she smiled and said hello, "Qiao Zuwang, why are you still going out so late?"
Are you going to play mahjong again?"
Qiao Zuwang was most disgusted by the big mouth of his neighbor Aunt Wu. He looked at Aunt Wu with disdain, snorted coldly and walked away with his hands behind his back.
When Qiao Yicheng was setting up the stall the next day, Long Ziqiang actually sent an invitation letter, stating that it would be held in three days.
"Classmate Yicheng!
To participate in the calligraphy exchange competition this time, you have to show off your special skills!"
"I know! Teacher Long, I will definitely try my best!"
"Classmate Yicheng, don't take it seriously!
I heard that a big shot will come this time, he seems to be the vice president of the Jiangsu Calligraphy Association, and he also has a formal job in the government!"
"Eh? So awesome!"
In fact, Qiao Yicheng had no feelings for this so-called vice president, but when he saw what Long Ziqiang said in such an exaggerated way, he responded with support.
“Classmate Yicheng, the main reason is that you don’t have a calligraphy teacher yet!
If you can be valued by this vice-president and accept you as his disciple, it will be a glorious honor!"
"Eh? Thank you, Teacher Long! I will try my best!
However, this kind of thing still depends on chance!"
"Haha, as long as you understand!
Your calligraphy talent is very good, I think highly of you!"
Watching Teacher Long Ziqiang leave, Qiao Yicheng was quite grateful. No matter what his purpose was, he really had nothing to say to him anyway.
"Yicheng, who is this old man?
It's quite impressive!" Aunt Liu is also someone who has seen the world, and of course she can detect Long Ziqiang's unique temperament.
"Aunt Liu, this person is a teacher from the Nanjing Calligraphy Association and invited me to participate in their association's activities."
"Okay! Yi Cheng! You are now more promising!"
"Haha, maybe they think I'm young!
Inviting me to write a few random words is considered a gimmick!
They may not necessarily think that my calligraphy is so amazing!"
After hearing Qiao Yicheng's explanation and speculation, Aunt Liu suddenly paid attention to the child in front of her again. Such a clear understanding may be difficult for an adult to achieve.