Danqing

In ancient times, many children had already started to read and write with their husband when they were three years old. Qin's father did not have high demands on Tan Songxue, and only hoped that his temperament would be restrained, so he started to practice calligraphy with Chen Kezhi.

At first, Father Tan thought that this kid would play tricks and refuse to agree, but as soon as he asked if he wanted to practice calligraphy with brother Xiao Ke, Qin Songxue interrupted him, clapping his hands and saying yes, yes.He choked back what Father Tan was saying, and thought that in the future, he would have to report Chen Kezhi's name to anything he asked this kid to do.

He suddenly felt very upset.

Chen Kezhi practiced calligraphy for two years, and in addition to regular script, he also came into contact with official script. Yan Zhenqing and Cao Quanbei also wrote decently.

One day, Tan Songxue walked into the study with a brush washer in clear water, and Chen Kezhi was practicing calligraphy. Seeing Tan Songxue stumbling in, he quickly put down the brush and took the brush washer.

The brush washer is made of ceramics, so it has its own weight, and it is even heavier when it is filled with more than half of the water.

Seeing Chen Kezhi grinning, Qin Songxue yelled, "Grasshopper!" Qin Songxue hasn't corrected himself since he called Chen Kezhi the first time, and Chen Kezhi became "Little Kezhi Grasshopper".

Chen Kezhi called him whatever he wanted, but Tan Songxue ignored anyone who teased him to call him uncle, aunt, or brother or sister, and went his own way.Chen Kezhi obviously has privileges.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Kezhi put down his brush and asked Tan Songxue.

"My father called me to write." Tan Songxue didn't resist much. Anyway, he sat next to Chen Kezhi and harassed him. Father Tan felt that he was still young, so he didn't let him play in the yard alone.

Just as he was talking, father Tan came in, took out two paperweights from the cabinet and put them on the table.

"Dad, Dad! I brought you in just now!" Tan Songxue's face was covered with the words "quickly praise me".

Father Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and followed him: "Hey, Qiuqiu is very good."

Qin Songxue was very satisfied, and didn't even mention that it was Chen Kezhi who took the brush washer away. He picked up a new brush by the table with his short legs, and then ran to sit on the small chair that he had always had.

Chen Kezhi pulled a piece of raw-edged paper for him and spread it in front of him.

Tan Songxue looked at it for a long time, and wanted to reach for a paperweight, but her hands were too short, and she couldn't reach the middle of the table even standing on a small chair.

Chen Kezhi wanted to laugh, and helped him take a small mahogany paperweight to press the upper right corner of the raw paper.

Tan Songxue pulled off the pen cap, and was about to dip a new pen into Chen Kezhi's inkstone, but was stopped by Tan's father.

"What did I tell you just now, today I practice posture first, and I can't start writing." Father Tan took another three-foot folio white raw leaf and spread it on the table, and pressed the two corners with the two paperweights just now.Then he went to Qin Songxue, took him off the small chair, put the raw paper on the table on it, made him stand facing the small chair, and then pinched his chubby fingers to correct his pen holding posture.

"Qiuqiu, there are many ways to hold a pen. Some of them are the same as holding a pencil. The current one only emerged in the Ming Dynasty. It is suitable for writing Chinese characters. It is the one written by Brother Xiaoke. It can also be practiced. Stability." Father Tan asked him to watch Chen Kezhi's practice next to him.The khaki-colored raw-edged paper was folded into small squares of six to seven centimeters, and the content of Yan Zhenqing's "The Story of the Magu Fairy Altar" was neatly written inside.

"The pen holder needs to go through the ring finger and the middle finger, like this..." Father Tan patiently separated Qin Songxue's fingers, "When writing, you have to lift your hands up, and your arms and wrists can't touch the table at all..."

Such a pen-holding posture is a bit difficult for beginners, let alone three-year-old Qin Songxue.Father Qin made him stand for 10 minutes and rest for 5 minutes, which was still reluctant, but Father Qin was rarely strict with him once. He asked him to stand from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. and told Chen Kezhi to help him watch.Father Tan knew very well that if Tan Songxue hadn't let Tan Songxue hold back his temper from the beginning, he would definitely become impetuous after practicing calligraphy, and it would be difficult to become a master in the end.

Father Qin mixed the paint and drew a picture of peonies in full bloom.The small town is not a culturally rich county, not many people learn calligraphy, and even fewer join the city calligraphy association. Therefore, when some restaurants are decorated or when couplets are to be written during festivals, people will ask Father Tan for paintings and calligraphy. Made a lot of extra money.

Qin Songxue pursed her lips with a reluctance on her face, her arms were already sore from hanging in the air, and when she saw Father Tan go out to smoke after painting, he immediately wanted to put down his pen and be lazy.

"Cough." Chen Kezhi saw his intention from the corner of his eye, and coughed dryly to remind him.

Qin Songxue was taken aback, and after a few seconds to react, she looked at Chen Kezhi pleadingly: "Grasshopper, I'm so tired, why don't you tell Dad..."

Qin Songxue is very good at being a good boy. At first, Chen Kezhi was very useful and did a lot of things for him.But who is Chen Kezhi, who came and went and found out Qin Songxue's idea, and never listened to his messy reasons again.

"Grasshopper, I have a big roll in my pocket, can I give you seven after a while?"

This little bastard even offered a bribe.

Chen Kezhi was unmoved: "I used to stand for half an hour, but you didn't even reach half of me. What are you talking about?"

Tan Songxue hated Chen Ke's murderousness the most, so he was honest for 2 minutes.But his hands are really sore, and he has been standing for so long, the big windmill on TV seems to be on the air soon, today's Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck haven't watched yet!

Although Chen Kezhi was always fierce with him and forbade him to do this or that, he almost never beat him. Tan Songxue did not give up, and verbal threats were not enough to kill his desire to go out to play.So he reached into his jacket pocket with his left hand and took out a box of big red rolls.

"Grasshopper, I'll give you seven."

There are not many kinds of snacks for children in this era, and big rolls are undoubtedly one of the most popular, filling almost every child's childhood.It is soft and sweet in the mouth, and older children can blow bubbles. It costs two yuan a box and can be eaten for several days. There is no reason for children not to like it.

Considering Qin Songxue's health, Qin's mother rarely buys snacks for him. A box of big rolls is usually bought once a month. Like other children's favorite drink, Qin's mother has never bought Wahaha ad calcium milk. Qin Songxue drinks it The last few bottles were bought when his uncle came to visit him.What Qin Songxue ate the most was the popcorn she bought on the way back from kindergarten. One yuan was worth a big plastic bag, and it took the whole family to wipe it out.Big rolls are already Tan Songxue's most extravagant snacks.

Most of the children are a bit stingy, especially Qin Songxue, who was a notorious "iron rooster" in the kindergarten.It's rare that he spent all his money today to bribe Chen Kezhi with big rolls.

Chen Kezhi put down the brush, and took the box of half-eaten big rolls without saying a word.

Qin Songxue was overjoyed, the big scroll is still very useful!Immediately prepare to slip away.But the next second he couldn't laugh anymore, and saw Chen Kezhi put the big roll into his pocket, and said coldly——

"Confiscated."

Chen Kezhi has had facial paralysis since he was a child, and his straight face is even more frightening. Tan Songxue is afraid of him but also likes him.Now stealing the chicken is not enough to lose the rice, Tan Songxue was so wronged that he was about to cry, but facing Chen Kezhi's black face, he didn't dare to reach out to grab it.

But it was a big roll that he could only eat for a long time. He begged for a long time before his mother agreed to buy it!For this reason, he also promised to recite two more ancient poems!Now I haven't eaten half of this big roll, so it's gone!

He kindly gave it to brother Xiaoke, and if he didn't want to eat it, he didn't want to eat it, but he was not allowed to eat it!

The more Qin Songxue thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged she became, and finally she couldn't help crying.Throwing the brush, he crawled over to Chen Kezhi, wanting to grab the big scroll back, and rubbed his nose and saliva all over Chen Kezhi.

Chen Kezhi loves to be clean, and he makes him feel a little disgusted.This little bastard hasn't taught him a lesson for a long time, is he good at temper?

He is three years older than Qin Songxue, and he has been exercising all the time, so he is much bigger than the short and fat Tan Songxue.Chen Kezhi took a step back and sat down with a sullen face, then took the clothes on Tan Songxue's back and made him lie on his lap, holding him down and not moving.

Tan Songxue turned pale with shock, this is the rhythm of being beaten!

Unlike Tan's father, Chen Kezhi beat and cursed at the same time. He didn't say a word when he beat someone up, and he couldn't find a breakthrough even begging for mercy.

Chen Kezhi picked up Tan Songxue's pants, and slapped it down with a slap, making a crisp sound, and Tan Songxue's little butt immediately turned red.

Adults often slap children as a pretentious act, as long as they are bluffed, and Chen Kezhi exerts all his strength in every blow. His push-ups every morning are not for nothing, and the pain of a few slaps made Tan Songxue cry so hard that he couldn't breathe. .

Spanking is always the quickest and easiest way to deal with young children.

When Qin's father heard the sound and arrived, he saw that his son had been beaten with slap marks all over his buttocks. Chen Kezhi was never rough, and after thinking about it for a while, he knew that it must be Qin Songxue's fault, and he didn't mean to blame Chen Kezhi too much.

Chen Kezhi didn't beat him too many times, what should he do if he beat someone up? Tan Songxue is still a three-year-old child.So far, as long as Tan Songxue dare not disobey him from now on.

Facts have proved that the shadow of childhood is a terrible thing. Four or five days after her butt swelled, Qin Songxue, the little bastard who was mischievous in front of others, behaved like a cat in front of Chen Kezhi.

Afterwards, Chen Kezhi's explanation to Tan's father was even more grand-sounding-Chen Kezhi said that Tan Songxue knew to bribe others to gain benefits for himself at a young age, and practice deceit. In the future, if he grows up and goes astray, wouldn't he be imprisoned?So we must promptly pinch this symptom.

Father Tan greatly praised Chen Kezhi's actions, and felt more at ease in entrusting his son to Chen Kezhi's care.

Chen Kezhi has taken the first step to raise this little ruffian in captivity.

Qin Songxue has been honest for several days. Due to the pain in her buttocks, she cannot sit and can only stand or lie down, so she is forced to hold a pen for a longer period of time. On the seventh day, she can stand for half an hour. The anxiety before.

Different from the training method for Chen Kezhi, Father Tan didn't give Tan Songxue a chance to choose, and directly gave him a copy of "Cao Quan Bei".

"Grasshopper, this word seems, seems... not good-looking." Qin Songxue's round head kept turning around the table, comparing "Magu Xiantanji" and "Cao Quanbei", and finally managed to say a word .

Chen Kezhi pinched his earlobe: "Cao Quan wrote like a girl, right?"

Qin Songxue immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice, that's what he meant!

As a representative of the official script of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Quanbei is neat, fine, elegant and beautiful.The "silkworm head and swallow tail" that is emphasized in official script is fully reflected in it, and it is very easy to use, and it is easy to understand the rules of font structure, which is perfect for three-year-old Qin Songxue.

"Dad, what is 'silkworm head and swallowtail'?"

Father Qin took the pen and said: "Look, start the pen to the right first, then go back to the left, and you will have a round head, just like the baby silkworm you raised. Then write to the right, press a little harder and drag it back, Lift it up at the end, like a swallow's tail."

"Oh... Got it!"

The stele is different from the posts. The characters on the stele are chiseled with a carving knife. After years of baptism, the stele gradually weathers, and the characters on it naturally have a rough and vicissitudes of life.Only Cao Quanbei is an exception. It doesn't need to deliberately write dilapidated and heavy characters like Yan Ti, but it pays attention to vividness and beauty.

It is not recommended to start with Cao Quanbei when learning official script, because it has been criticized as "delicate and soft, like a girl's script".Just like what Chen Kezhi said, it's just like a girl's handwriting, it's too delicate.

But now the attitude towards it has changed. Even though Cao Quanbei’s work has flaws, the flaws are not concealed. Many people think that we should “get rid of his delicate beauty and get his seriousness”, and Father Qin is no exception.

"Father, what do you mean by 'go away from the slender show, get the Shenxiong'?" Tan Songxue didn't understand this at all.

"That is to say, don't write like a girl. Although you are like Cao Quan, you should also write with momentum. The Duan Yu in "Tian Long Ba Bu", the one you saw on TV yesterday, Cao Quan must have That feeling."

Qin Songxue still didn't understand, and blinked in confusion.

"Brother Xiaoke's writing is like Qiao Feng, yours is like Duan Yu."

Qin Songxue scratched her head, blinked her eyes, and let out an oh.

Father Tan used Cao Quanbei to temper Tan Songxue's temperament, and it was a very good choice to bring him to the beginning.