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Chapter 140 Daily Life

"Tao Zeru, there seems to be a kind of tension in winter. Watching the snowflakes falling like this, I can accept the passage of time peacefully. The tea you made is slowly steaming, and we are leaning together and wrapped in quilts, like a long shot in a movie, plain and simple Unsurprising and poetic.”

She looked up at him, and he looked back. At this moment, her heart began to bubble again, pink.

"Rang Wan, I used to be very complicated. I wanted a lot and was merciless. But after this time, I realized that people shouldn't be greedy. With you, I can make a little money and my parents will be well. The narrow-mindedness and prejudice that this world has given us will no longer matter. I'm too lazy to worry about it anymore. I just want to run our little world well with you now. This seems to be all I expect from myself at this stage.

Come on, cheers to us, the lovely ones who work hard and make progress. Happy life. "Tao Zeru picked up the teacup and handed it to her.

"Happy winter to us!"

In the past, she always made preparations for the future and wrote all her plans in memos.

Fortunately, during that time when life was worse than death, she made enough money and accumulated enough courage. She is good enough now. She has never worried about Tao Zeru's love. She deserves it. She doesn't like to ask about his past. She has never doubted his love.

"Baby, come and eat this bowl of red dates, wolfberry and bird's nests." Lu Rangwan was a little nervous looking at them. "My weight has soared to 96 after I came back from Hangzhou. Brother, don't you dare feed me like this..."

"Don't you want to eat? You said you will cooperate obediently, otherwise I will ask aunt to do it!" Lu Rangwan is really getting rounder and rounder. When Tao Zeru first came, she was at most 85 pounds. Now she has gained too much. One year!

"Hey! Okay, then I'll eat it and you can continue teaching me calligraphy."

"Okay! As long as you cooperate obediently, I will teach you every day." He just squeezed his throat and drank it. "Sister, this is the first time I see someone filling bird's nest. You are too arrogant!"

"Shhh! It's unexpected, a new idea I came up with today. Before my body could react to what I just ate, the meat would forget to rise! Quick, teach me how to write!" Tao Zeru really didn't expect that he could be deceived like this.

"You see, I have made great progress today. Practicing calligraphy is like playing table tennis. Over time, quantitative changes drive qualitative changes. There is no rush. Feel the trend of the fonts with your heart, and feel the weight, slowness and turning of the pen in your hand."

"You must practice calligraphy carefully, don't be hasty, and find a rhythm that suits you. Look at how you are dressed today, wearing a short coat and a horse skirt, and the hairpins in your hair are swaying as you write. It's very beautiful."

"That's right, observe the ups and downs of each character on the copybook, feel it with your heart, forget our daily writing habits, calligraphy has its own world, just go through the book and enter..."

Tao Zeru talked a lot, and Lu Rangwan had a lot of ink on his hands, "It doesn't matter if the inkstone is hard in winter, Rangwan looks like a calligrapher like this!"

"Wow! I finally finished copying a page under the guidance of the nagging Tao Zeru! Great!"

"Let me take a look. Well, it's good. The writing is not as good as mine!" The ugly girl held up her work and was very pleased with herself.

Lu Rangwan grabbed it and read out loudly: "The willows are dark and the flowers are bright and spring is deep. The small red peony has been pulled out."

The wind after the rain softens the songbirds.Late in the day, there is still a bit of yin.

Don't dwell on the past. It's a good time to be free and come on board. Old travels are nowhere to be found. There is no place to look for but the youthful heart. "

"Wow, this poem is so good!" Tao Zeru's face tightened, "I asked you to read the words. What poem are you reading?"

"Well, the poetry is good! The calligraphy is good! He is also handsome!"

"When I was a kid during the summer vacation, my dad would lock me in the house while he was at work. He would find me a copybook and let me practice. As I continued to practice, I suddenly became enlightened." He said it very easily, and Lu Rangwan felt uncomfortable listening to it. The word "lock" was too cruel.

She thought of little Tao Zeru cooking and practicing calligraphy alone. He was the only one in the whole house, and he was afraid that no one would know his loneliness.

"Tao Zeru, I will always be with you." She hugged him with her hands covered in ink. "Okay, then you keep your word!"

"Well!"

Being loved, understood and cherished, we are purified by love again and again, and are replenished with infinite energy and nutrients.

These peaceful and orderly lives healed them. Looking back one day, it was another happy aftertaste.

"From now on, you teach me table tennis and I teach you calligraphy. If you want to be lazy, I will supervise you, and on the contrary, you should supervise me!"

Lu Rangwan looked at him with a smile, "When I started training, did someone have a good backhand..."

"Lu Rangwan, can you please be polite and save some face for your husband?"

She couldn't help it. When she thought of his stupid backhand, she laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe. "Lu Rangwan! Okay! If you laugh again, I'll do it!"

"I won't laugh if I don't laugh!"

"What's wrong with the forehand! Do you have to know the backhand in table tennis?" Tao Zeru hugged her and fell on the sofa. The two of them laughed and had a warm moment.

You see, everything we have, including love, is sometimes chosen by fate for us. As long as you complete yourself, everything that should come will follow.

"Mom, Rang Wan and I will arrive at around ten o'clock tomorrow morning." We will arrive just before the New Year's Day holiday.

"Okay! Drive safely!"

"Remember what I told you! Don't put pressure on Rang Wan! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, I know! Why are you so annoying as a kid? You are like a monk these days, telling you this and that over and over again! Your dad and I are fifty or sixty years old, what should we say? Can you still not understand?”

"Thank you, Mom and Dad!" He hung up the phone with a happy smile on his face. It's a bit awesome to be able to bring a man like Bai Yueguang to meet his parents.

"Rang Wan, have you prepared so many things?" Lu Rang Wan bought a lot of gifts based on the principle of being polite and not blaming many people. "That's it. It's my first time to meet my uncle and aunt, so I don't know what to prepare."

In fact, Tao Zeru was already prepared, but she didn't expect that she would add so much more, "Remember to call me tomorrow morning, I'm afraid I'll oversleep!"

That night, Tao Zeru held her in his arms, but Lu Rangwan couldn't sleep. The thought of meeting her parents made her palms sweat, but she didn't show it on her face at all. Tao Zeru still felt it in her repeated turning over.

He hugged her and patted her shoulder gently, "Rang Wan, what's wrong?"

"Tao Zeru, I can't sleep..."

"Because of tomorrow?"

"Well."

"Be good, it's okay. My parents are very nice people and like you very much. Don't worry."

"No, am I meeting my parents?"

"Well, that's right."

No one taught her what it meant to meet her parents or what to do. She had no sense of propriety at all and was extremely nervous. "Rangwan, we have been in love for a long time. They just want to get to know you...don't be afraid, let's go." Just go back. When you come back, you can live wherever you want. We can live our lives and they won't care too much."

He comforted her, "Come on, be good, go to bed quickly, otherwise your eyes will not look good tomorrow."

"Tao Zeru, sing to me, sing a gentle song..."

"Okay, then I will sing to put my little baby to sleep..."

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Walking in the distant light, you look sunny

There are so many people around but the world is silent

There are so many people in this world

How lucky I have us

The morning and evening in this long destiny

It often makes me look into the distance and be fascinated

How many frames of the past flashed in the evening breeze?

Has the spin during speed disappeared?