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Chapter 1212 Ran’s father and mother’s surprise

Duan Hongxuan's tea amazed the three Ran family members. Ran's father couldn't help but chat with Duan Hongxuan. As the conversation between the two deepened, Ran's father couldn't help but be shocked by Duan Hongxuan's erudition. No matter what he talked about, Duan Hongxuan could answer fluently.

And he also has some unique viewpoints of his own.

At first glance, these views may seem a bit bizarre or deviant, but if you think about it carefully, they seem to make sense and are refreshing.

This made Ran's father more and more interested in Duan Hongxuan, so the two of them started chatting as if no one else was watching.

The two of them chatted enthusiastically as if no one was around. They were attracted by the content of the chat and listened with great interest while sipping tea.

The more Ran's mother and Ran Qiuye listened, the more surprised they became. These two were not uneducated and uninformed novices. Because of this, they became more and more surprised, because many times Ran's father deliberately brought up a topic, and Duan Hongxuan's point of view

They are all refreshing and unheard of, and they are also greatly inspired!

Ran's parents were amazed, wondering what kind of family could cultivate such an outstanding young man with such profound knowledge, extraordinary knowledge and novel views on things as Duan Hongxuan!

Ran's father couldn't help but be curious about Duan Hongxuan's parents, because he seemed to have never met the elders of Duan Hongxuan's family until now, and Ran's father wanted to make friends with them.

As soon as Ran's father opened his mouth, Ran Qiuye's expression changed. He glanced at Duan Hongxuan apologetically and quickly stopped him: "Dad, you just chat, why are you here to check your household registration!"

It's getting late now, Dad, Mom, shouldn't you go back?"

Ran's father was stunned, looked at Ran Qiuye and laughed angrily and scolded: "Haha, okay, she was originally my father's good daughter, but now she starts to dislike him after she gets married!

No wonder people say that a married daughter is like water thrown out.

Wife, have you seen that our daughter’s heart is no longer with us, she has begun to dislike us, and will drive us away!"

"Dad, that's not what I meant!"

While Ran Qiuye defended, he gave Duan Hongxuan an apologetic look, and then winked at Ran's father.

Ran's father certainly received the look from his daughter, but he didn't understand what it meant.

At this time, Hongxuan said with a smile: "Uncle and aunt, Teacher Ran is not sincere in driving you away!

Teacher Ran, you are overreacting a little, it’s okay!

Uncle, you just asked my parents, if they are no longer here, they have sacrificed their lives for the country!

I'm all alone now, and I'm the only one left in our old Duan's family. Fortunately, my parents left me such a yard. How about it, uncle, my little yard is pretty well decorated, isn't it?"

"Ah!" Ran's father and mother were shocked, and then they understood why their daughter suddenly told them to go home. It turned out to be this.

Ran's father quickly apologized: "Classmate Duan Hongxuan, I'm sorry, I didn't know that was the case. I made a mistake!"

"Hahaha!" Duan Hongxuan smiled and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. As the saying goes, those who don't know are not to blame. You have good intentions. Unfortunately, my parents are not so lucky. Otherwise, I think they would be very willing to get to know you and your aunt!

Teacher Ran, you don't need to be so careful. Brother Da Zhuang knows that what happened in the past is over, and those who should be sad are also sad. Now I am not so fragile.

And sometimes being able to talk to others about my parents is also a way of remembering them, which is a good thing and it’s okay!”

After all, Ran's mother was a woman. Knowing Duan Hongxuan's situation, she couldn't help but feel overflowing with motherly love. She looked at Duan Hongxuan distressedly and then told Ran Qiuye: "Qiuye, Duan Hongxuan lost his parents at such a young age. From now on, you are neighbors. You and Da Zhuang are going to be together."

Care about classmate Duan Hongxuan as much as a brother or sister!"

Ran Qiuye nodded repeatedly, and Duan Hongxuan said with a smile: "Uncle and aunt, thank you for your concern. Don't just talk to each other about your classmates. Listen to the students.

These neighbors, including Brother Da Zhuang, all call me Hongxuan, you should also call me that!"

"Okay, Hongxuan! Haha!"

Ran's father and his mother nodded repeatedly, and then Ran Qiuye said to Ran's father: "Dad, aren't you curious where the calligraphy I brought you last time came from?"

"By the way, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me! Could it be that you got it from Hongxuan? Could it be the handiwork of Hongxuan's father?"

"Keke, Dad, you were only half right.

That calligraphy work was taken from Hongxuan, but it was not written by Hongxuan's father, but by Hongxuan himself!"

"What? It was written by Hongxuan!" Ran's father looked at Duan Hongxuan in surprise. As a talented woman, Ran's mother naturally also had good calligraphy skills. Of course she knew the calligraphy work that her daughter took home. In her opinion, that calligraphy work was

The quality of his works is no less than that of a calligraphy master!

However, those who can reach the level of calligraphy masters throughout the ages are all of a certain age. Even the calligraphy masters who are praised from ancient times to the present, although they have shown extraordinary calligraphy attainments when they were young, there is still a certain amount of time to truly reach the level of a master.

It accumulates over time and is slowly achieved after reaching a certain age.

But the Duan Hongxuan in front of me looks like he is only about 20 years old. At such a young age, his calligraphy skills are no less than those of the ancient masters. Moreover, it can be seen from the lines of the words that Duan Hongxuan's calligraphy has its own characteristics and has formed its own unique style.

It is not a copy of the previous fonts at all.

Generally speaking, it is only possible to achieve this after a certain amount of years of accumulation, but in front of Duan Hongxuan, he completely broke this rule, which is really hard to believe!

The same is true for Ran's father. In his opinion, this is simply impossible. No matter how talented you are in calligraphy, if you want to form your own unique style and fonts, it is absolutely impossible without a certain amount of years of accumulation!

Seeing that her parents didn't believe it, Ran Qiuye couldn't help but said angrily: "Humph! When did I lie to you? I saw it written by Hongxuan with my own eyes. I chose the Tang poem written by Hongxuan, and then watched him write it!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When Ran Qiuye said this, the old couple no longer believed it, and they couldn’t help but not believe it this time. The old couple knew their precious daughter too well, and their daughter looked like this

Her expression showed that what she said was true.

Ran's father couldn't help but become interested. For Ran's father, who has been influenced by his family since childhood, calligraphy and painting are his biggest hobbies. Now when he heard about it, he immediately couldn't wait to see Duan Hongxuan write a few words with his own eyes!

Duan Hongxuan didn't care. Ran's father and mother hurriedly got up when they saw this. Duan Hongxuan had to lead everyone to He Yuyu and Yu Haitang's room, because their living room had been rearranged, and everyone usually wrote and drew.

This way.

As soon as everyone entered the room, Ran's father and mother immediately saw a long table in the middle of the living room. On the table were scattered some papers for writing and drawing, as well as pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Ran's father hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and then felt a little disappointed.

Because there were several calligraphy and graffiti paintings on the table that looked like children's handiwork. Thinking about the two little girls in the yard, Ran's father knew that this must be their practice work.

There are also a few calligraphy pieces that may seem of good quality to ordinary people, but it can be seen at a glance that these pieces of calligraphy are written by different people, and they are also practice works. From a calligraphy perspective, I have not yet started, but it looks like

It should be soon!

It is not difficult to guess that this should be a practice work of the three eldest girls, He Yuyu.

He Yuyu and Yu Haitang were embarrassed and hurried forward to clear the table. While doing so, they explained to Ran's parents that they usually practiced calligraphy and painting here, and they didn't expect anyone to come.

Ran's father laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, when I used to practice calligraphy, the study room was even messier than yours.

And I think some of the calligraphy paintings should be your practice works. The level is pretty good. I’m almost getting started!

You are already very good at getting started with calligraphy at such a young age. This is better than our Qiuye family. We have only one precious daughter in our family, and I have been too pampered with her since she was a child. Therefore, although I have been urging her to practice calligraphy since she was a child, we, the old couple, are reluctant to let her go.

She works too hard. She spends three days fishing and two days drying nets when practicing calligraphy. She is only good at pen calligraphy and writing on the blackboard, but she hasn't even started to learn calligraphy yet!"

"Dad!" Ran Qiuye said coquettishly and coquettishly.

"Hahaha! Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore! Hongxuan, come on, let me appreciate your masterpiece and see your style with my own eyes!"

"Uncle, I heard from Teacher Ran that your calligraphy is also very good. You should come first and let me learn!"

"Hahaha! What you said makes me feel ashamed.

Ever since Qiuye brought home your calligraphy work last time, I have been resigned to being inferior. Since then, I have copied that work every day. Now in person, how dare I try to do the same thing? Isn't it just to make people laugh?

I won’t show my shame anymore!”

"What did my uncle say? Calligraphy is a personal preference that cultivates sentiments. As long as you are serious about it, it doesn't matter whether you show off your ugliness or not!

Otherwise, you write one first, and then I write again, and then we make an exchange. After all, you are here, and it is rare for me to meet a fellow calligrapher. No matter what, you have to leave a calligraphy treasure for me!

"

"What kind of calligraphy? It's okay to say that your calligraphy is calligraphy. Mine is just graffiti that cannot be put on the table. With my calligraphy level, I am afraid that one hundred and one thousand works cannot compare to one word. You are too

Lift me up!

You are at a huge disadvantage by doing this exchange. As an elder, I have taken advantage of you, a junior. If people know that I have the audacity to trade with you, they will laugh out loud!"

"Haha, uncle, whether the calligraphy works are good or bad, they are just a few words written by different people!

As long as it's done with care, it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad in my eyes!"

"Dad, just listen to Hongxuan and write one. No matter what, you are just replacing one with another. If you don't write, is it possible that you still plan to take Hongxuan's works for free?"

"This...!" Ran's father hesitated for a moment, looked at Duan Hongxuan's sincere eyes, and finally nodded: "Okay, then I will show my shame! It's really embarrassing!"


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