The Local Lazy Man System

"Brother Glory, what am I doing?" Ye Xiaojuan looked at Ye Rongrong and asked.

"You will help me polish the ink later." Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Husband, I'll go get a pen and ink."

Liu Qingqing said. The last time Ye Rongrong bought so many painting tools from the county seat, they were all kept in the piano room, because he was worried that such a small animal would run into the piano room and make a mess inside. These days, if Liu Qing didn't play the piano, Qing basically locked the piano room.

"Sister Qingqing, I'll help you." Ma Lin hurriedly followed behind Liu Qingqing, ready to help Liu Qingqing.

"what……"

Liu Qingqing opened the piano room. Ma Lin looked at the white piano in the piano room. She was shocked and looked at the beautiful white piano foolishly.

"Linlin, what's wrong with you?"

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Liu Qingqing was startled by Ma Lin's cry and asked with concern.

"Sister Qingqing, why does your family have a piano?"

Marlene asked in disbelief. Ma Lin's family is also very wealthy and has learned the piano since childhood, so she recognized the brand of this white piano at a glance. The price of this brand of piano is at least 200,000 yuan, and the price of this white piano is definitely not lower than Three hundred thousand Huaxia coins.

It was hard for Ma Lin to imagine that in this remote and poor mountain village, she could see such an expensive piano in a farmhouse. It was incredible.

"Why can't I have a piano at home?" Liu Qingqing asked rhetorically.

"this……"

Ma Lin can't answer, yes, why can't sister Qingqing's house have a piano? It's really stupid to ask this question.

"Haha, I'm kidding you, my husband bought this piano for me." Seeing that Ma Lin had been questioned by herself, Liu Qingqing smiled happily.

"Sister Qingqing, your husband is so kind to you that he even bought you such an expensive piano." Ma Lin said enviously.

Not all men are willing to spend so much money to buy pianos for their wives, especially in rural areas. This made Ma Lin envy Liu Qingqing, her man was really kind to her.

"Um,

My husband is really nice to me. "Liu Qingqing said happily.

"Sister Qingqing, can you still play the guzheng?"

Ma Lin looked at Liu Qingqing and asked. I didn't expect Qingqing to be so versatile. Not only can he play emotions, but also a traditional musical instrument such as the guzheng.

"Where can I know any guzheng? My husband bought it. His guzheng plays very well." Liu Qingqing said proudly.

"Brother Glory, he can play the guzheng?" Ma Lin asked suspiciously.

"My husband knows a lot of things, such as the piano and the guzheng. And the flute, my man knows all of them, and they are all very good, even more powerful than such a piano master." Liu Qingqing said.

"real?"

Marlene asked in disbelief. Now Ma Lin found out that she still underestimated Ye Rongrong too much. Not only did he have superb cooking skills and martial arts skills, he even knew how to play musical instruments.

Ma Lin suddenly found that she couldn't see through Ye Rongrong, he was so mysterious, so mysterious that she felt that she already knew his abilities very well. I was suddenly told that what you know is just the tip of his iceberg.

"Hehe, why am I lying to you, let's not talk about this, let's get things quickly."

Liu Qingqing smiled and said nothing more. After all, she said too much. If this Ma Lin is also interested in her man, she will also like her man. Are you not shooting yourself in the foot?

When Liu Qingqing and Ma Lin came out with their pen and ink, Ye Shuting just brought the red paper from the village committee. Several women cut the red paper into long strips with scissors.

Ye Rongyao moved a table from the house to the open space in the courtyard.

"Husband, I'll grind it for you."

Liu Qingqing started to study ink. This grinding should not be too hasty, and the ink should be slowly inked, so that the ink produced by grinding is the best, and it also exudes the fragrance of ink treasures.

"Tingting, bring me a bowl of hot water." Seeing Liu Qingqing quickly grinding the ink, Ye Rongrong said to Ye Shuting who was standing beside him.

Ye Shuting immediately trotted to the backyard kitchen. Soon, he brought a bowl of hot water and put it on the table. Ye Rongyao took out a large brush from the pen holder. It must be large to write the word for Spring Festival couplets, so the brush used should also be large.

Of course, it is important to write well with a brush. The brush is also very important. A good brush generally has four elements: sharp, uniform, round, and strong.

When the "sharp" pens are aggregated, the tip of the pen should be able to be sharpened; in "Qi", the tip of the pen is dipped in water and flattened, and the hairs on the tip of the pen are neat and uneven; around the belly of the "round" pen, the pen is full and round, conical, not flat. Not thin; "Jian" bristles are elastic, easy to fold after the bristles are spread out, and the brush strength should be strong.

There are many types of brushes, and the heads are made of animal hairs, so people often classify them according to the elasticity of the brushes, generally divided into three types: hard brushes, soft brushes and concurrent brushes.

Ye Rongyao chooses a hard brush, which has more elastic bristles and is not suitable for beginners, but it is the best choice for a calligraphy master like Ye Ronghao.

And the hard brush that Ye Rongrong bought is the best one.

The surface of the wolf hair pen is bright yellow or yellow with a reddish tinge, and each hair is straight and erect. The waist is thick and the root is slightly thin. Wet the tip of the pen and squeeze it into a flat shape, you can see that the hair tip is translucent and pale yellow.

Ye Guangyao soaked the wolf pen in hot water for a while.

"Brother Glory, what are you doing?" Ye Shuting asked curiously.

"Isn't the weather very cold, this brush will freeze, so use hot water bubbles to make it smoother. In this way, the writing will be easier and the writing will be more beautiful." Ye Rongrong explained.

"Brother Glory, do you really know how to write with calligraphy?" Ye Xiaojuan asked.

"Why don't you have confidence in your brother Rongrong?" Ye Rongrong looked at Ye Xiaojuan with a smile and asked.

"No, it's just that I've never seen or heard that Brother Glory can write with calligraphy since I was a child. I'm just curious."

Ye Xiaojuan hurriedly shook her head and said. Ye Xiaojuan really didn't doubt her ability to honor her own glory, she just had some doubts.

When did her brother Glory become so powerful, it seemed that he could do everything and was very powerful, which made Ye Xiaojuan feel more and more that her brother Glory had changed too much, and it was completely different from the brother Glory in her impression.

"You have nothing to show your skills, and you are not going to be a calligrapher, brother Glory. Isn't this about writing Spring Festival couplets, if you don't want to write Spring Festival couplets, you probably won't know for the rest of your life that you can calligraphy, Brother Glory. , I call it hidden."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile. Anyway, Ye Rongrong wouldn't say that he had the "lazy system" because he was killed. (To be continued.)