Chapter 1390 [1389] Share ratio 4000(2/2)
At that time, he also said that the voice was very similar to that of his daughter, and he smiled and said.
"How is that possible? My daughter can't even speak Mandarin. She just has the same name."
Keeping a low profile has always been a rule that parents insist on, because except for their own family members, no one really wants them to live well.
Even with his uncle and aunt, he was very ambiguous. Anyone who asked him would go to the county town to find a teacher to learn calligraphy.
Ding Wei's calligraphy is recognized by everyone as being good. She has been writing Spring Festival couplets at home for three years. At first she just wrote them for her own family, and last year she also wrote them for her uncle and aunt's house. Early this year, her neighbors started to make reservations.
If you come here to ask for a favor, someone who understands the world will even send you a few eggs.
There are some literate people in the village, and most of the people who write Spring Festival couplets are elders. Those who can appreciate Ding Wei's handwriting think her writing is good. There are also many old people who think her handwriting is too formal and is not as good as cursive writing.
She seemed grand, and I always felt that a primary school student couldn't write well, so rather than making a reservation, I actually looked up to her too much.
Ding Wei didn't even send calligraphy to her grandmother's house, let alone the village. Even her parents, uncles and aunts didn't mind it, and she wanted the rest of the family to learn calligraphy from her, but both her parents thought this was wrong.
Children are born with it. If you can't write well with pencil, it will be strange if you can write well with a brush. Don't waste pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Chapter completed!