On the other side, Third Uncle also began to collect money. Every household brought over red paper.
Third Master bent over the table and wrote quickly.
Ye Feng took a look, it really was the case.
It was definitely not as good as ordinary calligraphers, but the handwriting was neat and proper, and the size was appropriate.
"Third Master, lend me your brush and ink!"
Ye Feng took a small inkstone and a brush from Third Uncle.
"Wait!"
Third Uncle pulled Ye Feng.
"What?"
"One yuan fifty cents."
"Alright, Third Master, you're really good at scheming! It's the new year, I won't lower myself to your level. Here you go!”
Throwing down a piece of fifty cents, Ye Feng took the pen and ink and placed the red paper on another table.
"Wife, please!"
"Yes!"
Lin Ruoxi smiled shyly. She stood in front of the table and picked up the brush.
The moment she picked up the brush, her entire temperament changed.
She became elegant and refined.
She thought for a moment and said,"Write it for Grandma first."”
Ye Feng: " The wind blows the waves on the water surface, the rain hits the beach with thousands of holes.”
Puchi ~~
Lin Ruoxi smiled and rolled her eyes at him."This is a Spring Festival couplet, not a crosstalk.”
"Then what is your first half?"
Looking at the couple's amusement, the Deaf Old Lady also laughed.""Go, go, go. Your wife is writing the Spring Festival couplets. Stop interrupting!”
Lin Ruoxi held the sleeve of her fur coat in one hand and a brush in the other as she began to write.
The couplets were very simple.
A couplet, a horizontal comment, and two 'Fu' and one 'Chun' would do.
The first couplet says: Heshun has a hundred blessings.
The second half of the couplet: Peace is worth thousands of gold.
The horizontal caption reads: Everything is renewed.
"Good!"
Ye Feng was stunned.
Lin Ruoxi's two lines of words were written in a fluid manner, and her brush strokes were like clouds and mist.
The strokes were like knives and peaches. The strokes were like dragons and snakes.
The words did not have the majestic atmosphere of a man's handwriting, but revealed a delicate and unique woman's, like the misty rain in Jiangnan, the small bridge and the flowing water.
It had a different flavor.
Compared to Third Uncle's calligraphy, it was far superior in terms of both the font and the artistic conception.
Even uncultured people could tell good from bad at a glance.
"Hahaha!"
Ye Feng laughed loudly, he picked up the couplet and showed it to everyone: ""Look, look, my wife wrote it.”
He wasn't someone who liked to show off, but his wife was so outstanding that he couldn't help but show off.
"Oh my god, not bad. He's much stronger than Third Uncle.”
"Ye Feng is really lucky to have married a great calligrapher.”
"A cultured person is a cultured person. It's no wonder that he can be an accountant in the factory.”
Everyone was full of praises, and Lin Ruoxi was at a loss.
Ye Feng: " Of course, to tell you the truth, it was because of my wife that I was able to drive our factory's cars."”
He did not mean to belittle himself, but he did not want others to suspect that the two of them had gotten their jobs through the back door.
"Yo, yo, yo, so this car is here because of your wife.”
"Ye Feng's wife is so influential.”
"Good, that's great. If only she was my wife.”
........
Xu Damao and Shazhu looked at each other, feeling extremely awkward.
Of the two of them, one had a wife who didn't have children, and the other had no wife.
Looking at Ye Feng, he would die if he compared people and throw away goods.
"Her handwriting is actually so good." Qin Huairu was extremely jealous.
"You just know how to write, what are you so smug about!”
Qin Jingru's face was filled with resentment. Back then, Ye Feng did not like her and chose Lin Ruoxi.
Initially, she thought that Lin Ruoxi and she were both children from the countryside, and her looks were not inferior to Lin Ruoxi's.
Now, she felt that she was not confident enough.
" This, is impossible. She's just a little girl."
Seeing Lin Ruoxi's handwriting, Third Uncle felt terrible.
He had thought that Lin Ruoxi was a cultured person who knew how to write.
However, it was only limited to writing. It was definitely incomparable to his old teacher.
Who knew.
Lin Ruoxi's handwriting was already passable.
If compared to the younger generation, he was a proper calligrapher.
As for himself.
It was fine to show off in the courtyard house, but when he met a real expert, he was terrified.
Lin Ruoxi completely crushed him.
"Third Master, return the money to me. I don't want you to write anymore! Your writing is not as good as Ye Feng's wife's.”
Puff--
Silly Zhu's simple words made Third Uncle vomit blood.
A teacher who had been teaching for thirty to forty years was slapped in the face.
"I'm not writing anymore. Third Uncle, refund the money.”
"Refund, refund!"
"That's right. Your handwriting is average, and you still have the nerve to accept money. Quickly give me the money.”
For a moment, the courtyard was in chaos.
The money that Third Uncle had taken back was snatched away by everyone again.
In the end, only Second Uncle, Xu Damao, and Qin Huairu were left standing beside Third Uncle.
Second Uncle, Xu Damao and Third Uncle had just formed an alliance. At this time, they naturally would not ruin Third Uncle's reputation.
Third Master had never received money for writing couplets for Qin Huairu's family. Therefore, Qin Huairu was embarrassed to not let Third Master write couplets.
"Ye Feng, ask your wife to write one for me too."”
Ye Feng: " You are a bachelor, why are you writing couplets?”
"Why do you care about me? I'm a bachelor and can't celebrate the New Year."”
"Fifty cents!"
"Hey! You should learn from Third Uncle."
Ye Feng: " It's such a cold day, I'm in a hurry to enter the bridal chamber, my wife wrote a couplet for you, don't you feel embarrassed?"”
"Alright, here you go!"
After taking the money, Ye Feng smiled, some time ago, he kicked Silly Zhu but Silly Zhu did not hold a grudge.
But thinking about it, it made sense. Silly Zhu was a little lecherous and was a muddle-headed person, but he did not have any crooked intentions.
"Wife, write a couplet for Silly Zhu. No children, no women, no wives, the second line: reap what you sow. "Horizontal caption: I'm a bachelor."
"Ye Feng, you're insulting me.”
"Hahaha! Hahaha, write this!"
"Hahaha!"
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