People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

Cai Quan lost his mind.

However, his status is humble, that is, the identity of the door-to-door son-in-law.

Moreover, the family's financial power is mainly controlled by Xu Huizhen.

Next, this is the rhythm to be swept out.

Even, the custody of the two daughters will not fall into his hands.

the reason is simple.

Cai Quanwu is also older now.

The hard work in the past has gradually ceased to work.

Without his job in the tavern, he didn't know where he was going to earn money to support his family.

Xu Jingli can ignore it, because it is not his own.

However, Xu Jingping and Xu Jingtian in the back are still his children.

At this time, Xu Jingping and Xu Jingtian, two sisters, were awakened by the sound of pounding on the table just now.

Xu Jingtian's age is a little younger than Xiao Huaihua's now, but she doesn't understand anything, and she was so scared that she cried.

Xu Jingping was also terrified.

In my memory, my own father is always expressionless, but his words are very gentle, and he almost never loses his temper.

What's the matter now?

Have you encountered any hurdles you can't get past?

Xu Jingping tentatively asked, "Father, what's wrong?"

Cai Quanwu shook his head and sighed heavily.

Said, "It's okay, girl, go to sleep."

"We're going back to town tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xu Jingping was quite happy.

Because she was really not used to staying in her hometown in the country, she couldn't eat well, she couldn't sleep well, and there were fleas in the bed.

Xu Jingping said, "Okay! Then you have to promise me."

"When you get home, don't quarrel with your mother."

Cai Quanwu was speechless.

I was so depressed that I panicked.

Children don't understand anything, and they can be forgiven.

However, Xu Hui is so ruthless, don't you want me to argue with her? !

All right, this little padded jacket is still facing her mother after all.

The air leak was terrible.

Cai Quanwu waved his hand, signaling his daughter to go to bed quickly, and by the way, picked up his third daughter Xu Jingtian,

at this time.

Cai Quanwu thought a lot.

I remembered the time when I and Xu Hui really wanted to know each other.

At that time, it was freezing cold and snow was floating in the sky. Xu Hui really had a big belly and was about to give birth.

It was Cai Quanwu who was the rickshaw driver and took her to the hospital.

Then, after knowing that He Yongqiang had eloped with Xu Huizhi, Cai Quanwu often went to the tavern to help.

Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to get close to the goddess in his heart.

But also did not expect.

Among many suitors, Xu Huizhen actually chose him.

Start coaxing her to comfort her.

Maybe it's because he is honest and honest, and works more diligently.

Or, they fancy him as a son of a landowner who has a poor family and knows how to appraise antiques.

In short, Cai Quanwu felt like he had fallen into a honeypot.

Life is sweet.

Lived a day that I couldn't even dream of.

To know.

In the past, he and Qiangzi worked together as nest necks, helped others carry bags, and went to the tavern to drink. He didn't dare to sit at the table, but took the wine bowl and squatted outside the tavern to drink.

Speaking of which, it was too bitter.

A group of lower status.

Anyone can despise him.

At this moment, he was faced with the situation of his wife stealing someone and being kicked out of the house.

Harm, this sad reminder of life.

God the fuck.

I know how to bully honest people.

However, Cai Quanwu had nothing to do at the moment.

Usually he is at home, and he is used to being weak.

No right to speak.

It's not like letting Xu Huizhen have the final say.

My mind was buzzing.

Thinking of midnight.

Cai Quanwu still decided.

Follow fate.

A woman who has changed her mind can't have it.

In the future, she can hook up with anyone she wants.

It doesn't matter where she wants to spend the night in the future.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with Cai Quanwu.

if not.

What happened that day was like a thorn in Cai Quanwu's heart, making him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to hit the wall when he thought about it.

Looking at the pitch-black night outside, Cai Quanwu murmured, "Leave then."

the other side.

He Da returned to the courtyard early in the morning.

Communicate with the system to draw prizes.

The system prompts, "Drip! Congratulations to the host for winning the lottery! You have obtained the calligraphy master inheritance!"

He Daqing was startled.

Calligraphy master? !

Cow batch!

The system is planning to train me, a bad old man, into an all-rounder.

Nowadays, it is quite useful to write good calligraphy.

It's not like after a few decades, it's all about typing on the keyboard, or voice input, or even voice directly. After He Daqing extracted the reward.

Usually seldom write.

I found out that this reward is stronger than I imagined.

What he obtained is the direct inheritance of all calligraphy masters throughout the ages.

Shoujin style, Qigong style, Mao style, running script, cursive script, Wei stele, official script, etc. are all very proficient.

It's like practicing calligraphy for hundreds of years.

Fortunately, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones at home.

He Daqing felt itchy for a moment.

He simply got up and asked Qin Jingru to help grind the ink.

Wrote a Preface to Lanting.

It can almost be fake.

I still don't think it's enough.

I wrote another article on Qinyuan Chunxue.

It was carved out of the same mold as the original author's font, with a bold and unruly aura, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

Qin Jingru was dumbfounded.

He said, "Godfather, why is your calligraphy attainment so high?"

Little Huniu said that although she couldn't understand it, she was greatly shocked.

The font style of these two works is very different.

But, definitely the pinnacle.

Even people who don't know how to appreciate copybooks will feel a sense of urgency.

Qin Jingru usually writes handwriting like chicken feet, and her education level is not high, so she has no chance to touch calligraphy.

When I saw this, I was dumbfounded.

He Daqing laughed out loud.

Said, "You don't need to ask about this."

"If one day godfather falls down."

"Just sell words for money."

"It will definitely be able to support this family."

Qin Jingru nodded, "That is necessary."

"Your level, tsk tsk tsk."

"Great!"

"Among so many little old men in Forty-Nine City, you are one of the best." He Daqing was speechless.

Is this a compliment or scolding me?

He said quickly, "Okay, stop now."

"It's getting late."

"Go back to sleep and talk about it."

Qin Jingru stood still.

He Daqing frowned.

OK?

While tidying up two calligraphy works, he asked, "Jingru, what's wrong with you?

"What are you dazed about?"