It’s just that when you are young and promising.

If it were other children who could achieve such achievements in childhood would be more impatient and arrogant, and the child in front of them would not feel much. This is a rare thing about Lu Yuanfang.

It is indeed a strange thing to be steady and humble when appearing on a little baby. Practicing calligraphy requires calmness. This mentality is naturally suitable for calligraphy.

"Please give me a comment."

"Hahaha... I'll comment one or two. The so-called characters are like the person, with good weather and smooth strokes, and the pen tips are round and full. The characters written are stable, but lack some strength. I have been practicing calligraphy for a while, but have you neglected to practice recently?"

"What the master said is that the younger generation's jade pipes are damaged, and my father is busy making a living and neglecting this matter. So I have been lazy in practicing calligraphy recently."

Are your parents very busy? The old man in the white shirt thought for a while and said with a smile, "The young man is so scary, so I will give a sword to the hero, and this money will be given to my friend."

Seeing the old man in a white shirt pushing the brush to Lu Yuanfang, Lu Yuanfang hesitated for a moment.

The jade is effective in the wolf-haired jade tube. The pen body is delicate and round, and the tip is elastic and powerful. Practicing calligraphy with a low-grade jade tube is like cutting flesh with a blunt knife, which is half the result with twice the effort. However, practicing calligraphy with this pen is like cutting iron like mud in a sword, which is the best among the pen.

"Thanks to the love of seniors, I dare not accept such valuable things."

Hearing this, the old man in a white shirt said seriously, "If you ask you to take it, do you look down on me?"

"Thank you, senior."

Lu Yuanfang took the brush and practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, but he had never used such an expensive pen.

The two chatted for a long time until Lu Miaodie came back with her textbook and opened the door, and the old man in a white shirt stopped.

"Sorry, I didn't bring the key."

Lu Yuanfang followed Lu Miaodie, but Lu Miaodie still regarded Lu Yuanfang as air. She took off her shoes and walked into her room, and then she heard the sound of the door locking.

Lu Yuanfang did not take Lu Miaodie's attitude to heart.

But my stomach kept making protests because of hunger, so it was definitely too late to go out to eat. Besides, Lu Yuanfang didn’t have much to go to restaurants often, so now he can only rely on himself.

But this is not a problem for him. After ten years of single life, Lu Yuanfang's cooking skills are so high that they can satisfy his picky mouth.

Open the refrigerator, take out the ingredients as they are, and look at the food on the chopping board. Lu Yuanfang had roughly thoughts.

Just eat two dishes per person, stir-fried with eggs and tomatoes and home-cooked shredded potatoes.

Peel the potatoes with a spoon, and move them neatly without any stiffness. At the same time, open the gas stove, cut the two tomatoes into a cross-shaped cut and put them in water.

Peel the potatoes and shred them while the tomatoes are just cooked.

...

The whole process is smooth, but such a scene will inevitably seem a bit strange when a child appears.

It seemed that she heard the sound of Lu Yuanfang moving the natural gas stove. Lu Miaodie opened the door and saw Lu Yuanfang cooking. She walked to the refrigerator and opened the fresh-keeping room to take out a can of juice.

"Don't order home."

After leaving this sentence, Lu Miaodie returned to her room and locked the door again.

Fried tomatoes with eggs and shredded potatoes, Lu Yuanfang walked to the living room with two fragrant dishes.
Chapter completed!