Danqing

The next day Tan Songxue went to complain to Chen Kezhi early in the morning.

Chen Kezhi patted his head to express his understanding.

Because of the Chinese New Year, Father Qin gave them four days off to practice calligraphy, but Qi Chenzhuo and Yang Bo had a large family and kept visiting relatives. No one played with him. He could only watch cartoons at Chen Kezhi's house. Chen Kezhi Accompany him with this "Shuowen Jiezi".Chen's father and Chen's mother have already left.

The movie channel is showing "Lotus Lantern". Qin Songxue has watched it twice. He prefers "Tom and Jerry". It's just that after the Chinese embassy in Yugoslavia was bombed last year, American cartoons disappeared from the screen. .

"Grasshopper... Didn't you say Erlang God is stronger than Monkey King? Why can't he beat Chenxiang?" Because of the cold weather, Tan Songxue curled up in Chen Kezhi's arms and covered him with a small quilt.While watching TV, he peeled the peanuts. After peeling his hands, he gave the peanuts to Chen Kezhi, and asked Chen Kezhi to peel them for him.

"Chen Xiang's mother, Sanshengmu, is Erlangshen's younger sister. She violated the rules of heaven, and Erlangshen is a judicial god, so she must be arrested. But Erlangshen's only relatives left are Chen Xiang and Sanshengmu... just like you only have your father left. Like a relative. Originally, Sanshengmu was going to be beheaded, and he didn’t want to hurt them, so he locked Sanshengmu up. Chen Xiang didn’t know this, and in order to save his mother, he declared war on Erlang God, and Erlang God didn’t really want to take his life.”

Tan Songxue frowned, this was completely different from the story he read, Erlang Shen was a bad guy in it.But what Chen Kezhi said must be right.

"Erlang God is so evil (so pitiful)." Qin Songxue said after a while, "Because he is the god of justice, he must arrest Chen Xiang's mother and save his mother's life, and Chen Xiang will use an ax to kill him." Also sighed.

Chen Kezhi's originally serious face was also amused by him, and he stuffed a peanut into his mouth: "Yes, let me teach you a word-'A man is in the Jianghu, he can't help himself'. Because he is a judicial god, That's why he couldn't let Sanshengmu go, that's why Chen Xiang misunderstood him and wanted to kill him. There are some things that can't be helped."

"I don't understand..." Tan Songxue frowned distressedly, "Well... then Grasshopper, will you also 'you can't help yourself in the rivers and lakes' in the future?" Qin Songxue's ability to understand words is not very good, Chen Kezhi gave him After the explanation, I still don't quite understand this sentence, I only know that this sentence is not commendatory.

"Probably..." Chen Kezhi's smile was fleeting every time, and became serious again in an instant.

"Grasshopper, you look so pretty when you smile!" Qin Songxue said.

Chen Kezhi: "Really?"

"Hey, really! I like your smile the most. You should smile more in the future!" Tan Songxue raised her head and stretched out her hands to rub Chen Kezhi's face, "Grasshopper, do you know what my father told you?"

"Huh?" Chen Kezhi felt a little uncomfortable being rubbed by him, and gently squeezed that chubby hand.

"My dad said that you like to pretend to be deep, hehe... I asked my dad what it means to pretend to be deep, and he said it's the way you frown when you don't talk."

Chen Kezhi: "..."

Tan Songxue talked a lot in front of Chen Kezhi, and would chatter for a long time watching a cartoon, while Chen Kezhi answered his weird questions one after another while reading a book.

Suddenly, after a public service advertisement about children washing their mother's feet was shown on TV, Tan Songxue sighed and fell silent.

"Grasshopper...my mother is leaving." Tan Songxue was unhappy every time he thought about it.

"I'll take you to see her this summer vacation."

"Well, she didn't ask me for the New Year's money this year. Normally, when I got the New Year's money, she would take it away immediately, and said that she would keep it for me and give it to me when I grow up. But this morning, she asked me to give the money to Dad...Grasshopper, I I always feel that my mother doesn't want me anymore, and she won't come back after she leaves..." Tan Songxue's voice was muffled.

"No, because Aunt Li is leaving, so the money is kept by Master." Chen Kezhi didn't know that Father Tan was going to sign up for the advanced research class, so he could only guess at random to comfort Tan Songxue.

"Maybe... oh... ouch..." Tan Songxue found a comfortable position on Chen Kezhi's body again, leaned his head on it and continued watching "Baolian Lantern", yelling.

"Don't keep moaning and sighing." Chen Kezhi didn't know what was wrong with him, so he rubbed his head a little with his hands.

"Oh……"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Songxue called him again: "Grasshopper..."

"what happened?"

"My teeth seem to be loose..." Tan Songxue's tone was a little anxious. Just now, he accidentally knocked his teeth while eating peanuts. The pain made him almost cry. He pressed his tongue against it, and found that the tooth could move.

Chen Kezhi said calmly: "It's time to replace the teeth, and they will grow."

Qin Songxue was dubious: "Oh..."

Qin's mother left after the Lantern Festival, and the two children had already started school. Qin Songxue was unable to see her off, but cried out of breath the night before, and was reluctant to let his mother leave.

Seeing Tan Songxue like this for the first time, Mother Tan almost shed tears, letting Tan Songxue hug her and sleep all night with red eyes.

As soon as Qin's mother left, the Tan's house became much more deserted. Qin Songxue's mood was depressed for more than a week before slowly recovering. Qi Chenzhuo and Yang Bo came to play with him but he didn't go down. The replaced tooth was thrown straight down from the balcony of their house, saying that it would not be crooked when it grew back.

Another big change after school started is that Qin Songxue also has a junior.

In fact, strictly speaking, they are not Tan Songxue's juniors, but just a few students that Tan's father took in to make money. They come to write for two hours a day on weekends and during holidays. One person pays 200 yuan a month and 400 yuan during summer vacation.

Father Tan accepted a total of nine students, and the study room was too small to accommodate so many people, so he divided the students into two groups in the morning and afternoon.The originally spacious study suddenly became crowded. Qin Songxue was not used to it, but she obediently gave up her own space and only set aside a small area to practice calligraphy.

To be honest, Tan Songxue didn't think much of these children who came to practice calligraphy. This was inherited from his father, and Tan's father also had a lot of opinions on the old men in the County Book Association.That group of students couldn’t write a single word after being taught many times, and they kept chattering and chattering non-stop. The stinky smell made people want to vomit, and since then, Tan Songxue never shared the dishes with those children.

The ages of the nine students are very different. The youngest one is about the same as Qin Songxue, and the oldest one is already 12 years old. He studied for a period of time with an art teacher in a primary school. Father Tan has a signboard of the Provincial Calligraphy Association, and the parents still prefer Father Tan after weighing it.

Father Qin was obviously much more relaxed when teaching these children. He only asked them to write for two hours before leaving, and he only had to stand for two days to practice their posture before starting to write.But it is also after asking the children what they want to learn before starting to teach.

Children are lazy and unwilling to use their own brains. When writing the first few words every day, they always clamor for Father Tan to demonstrate.

Tan Songxue curled her lips, her eyes were very disdainful.His father has written those two words more than a dozen times, and he still can't remember how to write them. He obviously wants to be lazy!

"There is a fork at the end of Yan Ti's '捺', which is called 'Ji Shi Bo', just like water flowing over a stone and splitting into two tributaries...write the lower one first...then tick it and write the upper part ...So...do you understand?" Father Tan held a little girl's hand and guided her to start writing, explaining to her very patiently.

"I don't understand." The little girl was only seven years old, and her voice was crisp and cute, but what she said left Father Tan speechless.

Father Qin took her to write again patiently: "This time you are optimistic..."

Qin Songxue: "Hmph."

Chen Kezhi slapped him on the head conveniently.

Qin Songxue was beaten so painlessly, she stuck out her tongue and continued to write.

Generally speaking, children learn very complicated characters, and they choose various fonts, but father Qin can switch freely regardless of European style, Cao Quan, and Yan style. Others don't know the mystery. My father admired it very much, and both of them suffered a lot when switching styles.

"Zhou Zhou, didn't I let you read the copybook?" Father Tan walked up to the 12-year-old child and took away the rough-edged paper with the demonstration just written.

Unlike Qin Songxue and Chen Kezhi, the raw-edged paper used by other children has rice characters, and the size is less than octave, which is about a quarter of that of Qin Songxue.Father Qin's copybooks are different from the repaired beginners' copybooks on the market. His copybooks are all photocopied directly from the stele, and the degree of restoration is very high.Zhou Zhou looked at the effort, and after finishing writing according to the demonstration made by Tan's father, he put the rough-edged paper on the copybook and copied it, but was caught by Tan's father.

Father Qin was very opposed to them imitating their own characters. Zhou Zhou and the others didn't know why. Before he learned characters from Teacher Long, he always wrote according to the teacher's model.As he thought about it, he asked.

Father Tan held a cigarette in his mouth and did not light it. He frowned and looked at Zhou Zhou.

"Would you eat something that other people have spit on?" Qin Songxue has always disliked Zhou Zhou. Was learning how to write a big deal?All day long, he showed off the half-tones he had learned before. The style of his writing was not even correct. The style of writing had to be reversed with a pen, but he had no strength to write, and the edges of the lines were very smooth. Tan Songxue turned over In his practice, the ink of some strokes did not penetrate the rough-edged paper at all.

Of course, Tan Songxue's words to stab Zhou Zhou also had an element of showing off - his handwriting was better than Zhou Zhou's.

Chen Kezhi also saw these things in his eyes. Originally, it was good to know these things in his heart, and there was no need to say them out.But Tan Songxue is not as good at life as Chen Kezhi, and everything in his heart is written on his face.So Tan Songxue's relationship with those children was not good, and she couldn't say a word in a day.Qin Songxue didn't care either, as long as he had Xiao Ke, he would be fine.

"Tan Songxue!" Father Tan frowned and raised his voice.Because he was his own son, father Tan didn't have much to say when teaching Qin Songxue. In order to impress Tan Songxue, he used the metaphor of imitating others to be disgusting. He didn't expect Tan Songxue to use it to stab Zhou Zhou at this time.

Tan Songxue rolled his eyes, but he was right.

Neither Zhou Zhou nor Father Tan looked very well. Chen Kezhi had no choice but to drag Tan Songxue out before finishing writing.

Seeing that Tan Songxue left heartlessly, Father Tan said to Zhou Zhou, "Do you think your handwriting is the same as your father's?"

"Of course it's different." Zhou Zhou said without thinking.

"What about your father's and your mother's?"

"It's not the same." Zhou Zhou felt strange, why did you ask this, what did Teacher Qin want to say?

"Everyone's handwriting is different. No matter how good my demonstration is, it's my handwriting. It's useless for you to follow my handwriting. What you want to learn is Yan Zhenqing's handwriting, not Teacher Qin's handwriting." , do you know?"

"But I can't read the words on the copybook. My former teacher always asked me to write according to his words."

That teacher of yours isn't even a member of the Municipal Book Association.Father Tan didn't say this, but said: "This kind of copybook can exercise your eyesight, the pattern of facial features is easy to find, and you can imagine the damaged parts by yourself. And the Duobao Pagoda Stele is well preserved, you go Just look at Qin Songxue and Zhang Menglong and you can compare them."

Zhou Zhou has been studying here for more than a month, and he clearly felt the difference between Teacher Qin and his former teacher.Teacher Qin is very loose, basically only giving them two demonstrations to correct their writing mistakes, and basically smoking and watching TV in the living room, unlike that teacher, who has been guarding them all the time, and can't do any small tricks.However, it is much more difficult to learn calligraphy with Mr. Qin than before. Before writing, you don't need to use your brain, but now you have to think about things.

For a moment he wasn't sure whether the change was good or bad.