"How could it be? Before marrying you, my father said that you must be a good person. I was afraid that I would be too willful and you would not be able to stand me!" She raised her eyebrows and said.
Mo Qianxun snorted and couldn't hear the meaning of the words: "My father-in-law is worried. I have to thank my father-in-law for not disdaining me. He asked me to marry such a good wife. I will be ready and give him a generous gift!"
Bai Wei blinked his eyes slightly: "What kind of gift are you preparing? I think he lacks nothing and does not need to waste it."
Mo Qianxun waved his hand: "Hey, Weiwei Xiaoma, you don't need to worry about this. You have your own opinions. Come on, tell me what you wrote about this? I'm very curious?"
He walked towards the table with her waist in his arms, Bai smiled slightly and explained, "These are all written by a poet named Tao Yuanming. I have always liked his poems. By the way, how many words do you know? Do you know how to pronounce these?"
Mo Qianxun shook his head slightly, "No, I can't recognize a big word."
Bai Weiwei shook her lips and frowned slightly: "What about your name? Can you write it?"
Mo Qianxun shook his head thoughtfully.
Bai Weiwei clapped her hands happily and said, "Then I will teach you! Chihiro, do you know that your name is so good. Chihiro, Chihiro, what a nice name, how did such a connotation name be named?"
Mo Qianxun's eyes flashed, and a trace of sadness slipped past, fleeting like a swallow passing by in the air without trace.
"I heard that when my mother was pregnant with me, she met a strange Taoist, whom she gave me."
"Oh..." Bai Wei glanced at him and said, "The first words everyone learns to write are their own names, and you are no exception. Now I will teach you, let's learn the names first."
"Okay!" Mo Qianxun raised a strange smile on the corner of his lips and nodded.
Bai Weiwei picked up the brush, dipped it in black ink, waved her slender hand, and wrote the word "Mo" neatly on the white paper in regular script.
"Look, Chihiro, this is your surname - Mo. Mo seems to be the surname of this country!"
Mo Qianxun stared at the word "Mo" for a while before nodding in understanding: "So this is the word "Mo"! I used to write it, but I was quite familiar with it, but I just couldn't write it."
"I'll give you a simple method. You can remember the word quickly by remembering the stroke order. Write a horizontal line first, then write..."
She stretched out her fingers and gestured in the air. Her voice was already beautiful. Her gentle eyes naturally revealed when explaining, and the indifferent smile on the corners of her lips slowly magnified and enlarged in front of Mo Qianxun. Everything around her became a foil. In his eyes, she was the only one in his eyes, and his little hands were waving, explaining.
"I've said it twice, do you understand how to write it? Try writing one for me? Don't be shy."
Mo Qianxun shook his mind and came to his senses: "Uh! Oh, I'll try."
He grabbed the brush with his hands, and his pen holder was firmly grasped with his five fingers, just like someone who had never taken a pen. He couldn't find the trick and couldn't pinch the pen. His fingers were tightly clamped, and his pen was very stiff.
Finally, I wrote the word "Mo" in a crooked manner.
"Don't laugh at me if I don't write well!" Mo Qianxun touched the back of his head embarrassedly, looking extremely honest.
Bai Weiwei looked at the word behind, but nodded and clapped her hands, "Qianxun, you are really smart!" Bai Weiwei praised, pointing to the word "Mo" and continued, "It's great to be able to write it like this at the beginning! There is a faint brushwork in your words. If you guide it to correctly quote it, you will definitely be able to write it as a good word!