"Who wrote tadpoles?"
"You
Tang night white anger, took a brush, dip ink, Shua Shua to write couplets, welcome the Spring Festival, everything goes well, celebrate the New Year flowers bloom rich and noble.
Tang Chengnan lips twitch, Tang Yifeng carefully asked, "big brother, what body is this?"
Four square characters.
Can't say ugly, but Tang Yifeng is used to Tang Lao's facial style, a look at Tang Yebai's words are very awkward.
Mrs. Tang's mouth was covered with a smile. Old Tang's face was cold and gorgeous, "this world..."
Only Xia Chenxi clapped and pretended to be cute, "husband, your words are so beautiful."
People, "..."
Tang Yebai looks at her, Xia Chenxi is innocent, no one gives you applause, I applaud you, Tang Yebai Leng hum, "your voice is disgusting to me."
Xia Chenxi smiles.
Old Tang criticized his handwriting from the beginning to the end. Tang Yebai was very unconvinced, "then you have the ability. You can write better than me."
"Childish." Old Tang cocked his tail haughtily, "how can you compare with me?"
Tang Ye Bai narrowed his eyes and hummed coldly.
Tang as like as two peas, freely flowing style of writing, and writing two lines, exactly like the white night in Tang Dynasty. However, the feeling that Tang is writing is different.
It's very exciting.
It's very beautiful, and it's very comfortable to look at. Even the layman like Xia Chenxi thinks that he is much better than Tang Yebai.
The characters written by Tang Yebai are ordinary brush characters. He is calligraphy.
"Not satisfied?"
"There's nothing remarkable about it."
"It's better than you. It's just your calligraphy. Baby, you can learn from me for three days. It's better than writing."
People, "..."
This blow is not small, because Xia Baobao learned chess with Tang Lao Zi for several days, playing much better than Tang Yebai. So, no matter what you do, take babe as an example, it's definitely killing people in seconds.
Very second kill.
Tang Yebai was injured as expected, he could not compare with his son, too Keng dad, you mu you!!!!
He growled again in silence that this baby must be a daughter, a daughter.
Xia Chenxi couldn't laugh or cry. Tang wrote a couplet, and Tang Chengnan and Tang Yifeng hung it up. It was more festive. Xia Chenxi really felt that old Tang's calligraphy was very good. Tang Yebai and she went out to walk the cat.
Their husband and wife are the most free. They have nothing to do when they are newly married. They either go out to party with friends or take a walk. Xia Chenxi is pregnant. They can't go to many places for fear of injury. They spend a lot of time at home.
"The old man hit me again today." Tang Yebai holding Xia Chenxi to sell Meng, "he has hit me countless times."
"Good, you should be beaten if you are his son." Xia Chenxi a smile, to Tang Ye white Shun Mao, "your calligraphy is really not as good as Dad's, you recognize it."
"Now young, who practices that thing?"
"In fact I'm sorry to say that. Although I'm a layman, I've also written for a period of time. If I want to write it, I'm sure it's better than you. Your word is really ugly. " Xia Chenxi make complaints about it.
"The dawn of summer!" Tang Ye Bai Nu, "as a good wife and good mother, how can you dislike your husband?"
□□，□□。
Xia Chenxi speechless, "I dislike your words."
"That's disgusting. It's part of your husband."
Xia Chenxi completely speechless choked, "I took you, you said what is what, God, you can really line."
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