"Hey, stop showing off your shame!"

Lin Shiyun walked up quickly.

Brush calligraphy doesn't just happen, it requires foundation and time to hone.

Jiang Xiaobai is a young man who knows nothing.

If she doesn't write well, it will be self-defeating, so she still needs to stop what she should stop.

"How can I refuse to obey the old man's orders?"

Jiang Xiaobai's categorical words made Lin Qing laugh even more heartily, and he immediately ordered people to bring over pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't talk nonsense and polished it himself.

After finishing, I looked at the row of brushes and directly selected a thick brush.

The moment he mentioned it, his temperament changed.

Like an elegant scholar or gentleman.

And with indescribable resilience.

The writing moves smoothly, eloquently and in one go.

Several people looked at it and were surprised at the same time, their faces full of shock.

Especially Lin Shiyun opened her mouth.

Because the font is very beautifully written, and the wild cursive swaying is full of artistic feeling.

Heavy is heavy, light is light.

"What do these words mean?" Lin Shiyun couldn't help but asked curiously.

That's right, she really didn't see it.

"Blessings are as good as the East China Sea, and life is as long as the Southern Mountains!"

Lin Qing's voice sounded, with some fluctuations.

The words are beautiful and the meaning is even more beautiful.

"Okay, good calligraphy. I didn't expect you to write such good calligraphy at such a young age!"

Lin Qing looked at Jiang Xiaobai with not only fondness, but also appreciation.

"Haha, Yun'er has found a good boyfriend!"

At this time, a middle-aged man spoke. He was Lin Shiyun's uncle, Lin Ye.

However, even though he said this, there was a bit of haze in the depths of his eyes.

Another middle-aged man, with a rare smile on his face, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Xiao Jiang, have you ever learned this?"

"Uncle Lin, to be honest, I have been exposed to this since I was a child. The tradition of our older generation has never been interrupted here!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the middle-aged man and said.

He could tell that this man should be Lin Shiyun's father, Lin Tan.

"well said!"

Lin Qing smiled brightly and invited Jiang Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, sit down and talk!"

That's right, Lin Qing has been called Xiaobai from the original title of little brother.

Jiang Xiaobai did not sit down in a hurry, but looked at the flower arrangement works on the table. He looked at Lin Qing and said, "Old man, you have just learned flower arrangement for half a year, right?"

Lin Qing was startled, his eyes lit up and he said, "Xiao Bai, can you also arrange flowers?"

"Understand a little!"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said: "I will teach the old man Guanyin Hands later. That one can hone your skills!"

"Guanyin Hands!"

Lin Qing was a little surprised. This technique... he had only heard of it in records.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaobai could actually say it.

expert.

An absolute expert!

Lin Qing looked at the servant and said, "Go and prepare a pot of good tea for me!"

Saying this, he invited Jiang Xiaobai to sit down.

Lin Shiyun looked on from the side with a strange expression on her face.

Oh my God.

This guy... is too capable, right?

Anyone whose grandfather could prepare tea for him was an important guest.

Jiang Xiaobai has obviously improved her level with her grandfather.

Gao Qingping pursed her lips and smiled with a long face.

Really long face.

At that moment, he pulled Lin Shiyun and sat down beside her.

"I heard from Qingping that you are also studying medicine?" Lin Qing looked at Jiang Xiaobai and asked curiously.

"Traditional Chinese medicine!" Jiang Xiaobai said.

“TCM is good!”

Lin Qing nodded and said, "Can you help me see how I am doing?"

Just when Jiang Xiaobai was about to speak, there was a roar outside and a Ferrari sports car was parked at the door.

Soon the two people walked in.

A middle-aged woman led a young man.

It can be seen that the two look alike, obviously mother and son.

After the two came in, the middle-aged woman looked at Lin Qing: "Dad, we are late. Huiya and the others have something to do, so we can't come today!"

As Zhao Shurong spoke, Jiang Xiaobai understood something.

This Huiya should be the married woman Gao Qingping mentioned.

"grandfather!"

At this moment, the young man spoke with a smile on his face.

When he finished speaking, the man directly gave him a gift.

"Grandpa, this is a calligraphy and painting we have prepared for you. It is said to have been left by a famous artist in the Qing Dynasty. His name is Wang Jian!"

"Is it?"

When Lin Qing heard this, his eyes lit up again, and he immediately took it. After a quick glance, he looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Xiaobai, how about you come and take a look at this calligraphy and painting?"

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai stood up and walked over.

This scene surprised both of them.

Who is this person?

Jiang Xiaobai looked at it, smiled and said, "It looks pretty good!"

"Just nice?"

Lin Bo frowned, glanced at Jiang Xiaobai coldly and said, "Do you know what extinction means?"

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Qing and said, "Grandpa, who is this guy?"

"How come you are neither big nor small!"

Seeing Lin Bo's attitude, Lin Qing's face suddenly darkened: "He is Yun'er's boyfriend, you have to call him brother-in-law from now on!"

Lin Bo was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

It's so evil.

What about boyfriends?

To the Lin family, he is an outsider after all.

I didn't expect Lin Qing to say such things to him just because he was an outsider.

"Xiaobai, you just say it's okay!" When Lin Qing looked at Jiang Xiaobai, his expression softened again.

"Oh, this painting is a good imitation!"

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at Lin Bo.

This is his character. If others do not offend me, I will not offend others.
To be continued...