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38 . A Shortage of 800 Yuan 4

Kuixing Zi

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"Your house is really clean.”I sincerely praised," Yes, by the way, who wrote this calligraphy on the wall?”I pointed at a painting on the wall. There were four powerful words inside-Heaven rewards hard work.

"Oh, I wrote it myself when I was about to graduate from university.”Huang Jun smiled.

"You wrote it yourself?" I didn't believe it. "There's one thing I've always admired about Huang Jun. His pen writing is the most beautiful among all the people I've known since I was young. However, I have never heard of him learning how to write calligraphy.

"I came to look for Huang Jun this time to persuade him to go to education training with me. One reason is that he is very down-to-earth and serious in his work. The other reason is that his pen writing is very good. I have thought about it. When the time comes, I can teach those students how to write with a pen. However, he didn't expect his calligraphy to be so good.

"I only started practicing calligraphy when I was in university. Because my dad's calligraphy is very beautiful, there are always many people in our village who come to my dad to ask him to write couplets during the holidays. However, although my dad likes to write with a brush, he never lets me, my sister, and my brother practice with a brush. He also doesn't allow us to touch a brush or rice paper at home. Once, when my dad wasn't around, my brother took a brush and rice paper over and wanted to write calligraphy. However, my dad happened to see it and snatched it away. He even scolded my brother.”

"But isn't your calligraphy very good? Why didn't your dad let you practice since you were young?”I looked at him in surprise and confusion.

"Now, I understand. Actually, this is a way for my father to educate his children. The more the parents didn't allow the child to touch something, the more curious the child would be. This kind of curiosity would grow with time, and the idea would become stronger and stronger. Later on, after it exploded, it would go out of control. It was much better to take the initiative to learn calligraphy than to force the parents to practice.”

Huang Jun smiled and continued," So, when I was young, even though I didn't practice calligraphy, I had practiced it thousands of times in my heart. How to write horizontally, how to write vertically, how to write with a stroke, and how to write with a press. Therefore, when I first picked up a brush in university, I could already write very well. After practicing for a month, they had reached the level they had practiced for five years.”

Only then did I understand." Your dad really put in a lot of effort.”

Huang Jun nodded." That's right. That's why I've always admired my dad.”

"Then are you still practicing calligraphy?”As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized that I had asked too much because I happened to see the brush, ink, and calligraphy on the waste newspaper on the writing table.

"Every day after work, I have plenty of time to practice my calligraphy. Yes, and I have a lot of flowers.”Huang Jun opened the balcony door and waved at me.

I walked over and realized that there were more than ten pots of flowers on the balcony. Some were planted in flower pots, some were mineral water bottles, and some were cut into the shape of flower vases with scissors before being planted. There was also one that was planted after cutting the plastic bucket that contained peanut oil. There were many types of flowers, such as aloes, gladioli, spider plants, cacti, osmanthus, and so on.

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