Time passed very quickly. After meeting Xue Hua at the city gate last time, the Su family began to place Chen Xiuping under house arrest again. After all, Xue Hua's family background was there, and it would not be good for anyone if he offended him.

Winter has passed in the blink of an eye. Looking at the fireworks in the sky, Chen Xiuping doesn't know who to miss.

Speaking of which, he and the owner of this body are both equally pitiful. Both of their parents died when they were young, and they didn't have a single friend since they were young.

In the past, I could only work hard every day for fame and fortune, but now I feel a little empty when I have nothing to do.

Just when Chen Xiuping was enjoying the tranquility, a voice broke the tranquility.

"Second Master, my young master is sleeping. Why don't we come back tomorrow?"

Yi'er's voice was particularly loud in this silence, and the other voice was even louder.

"Spring will come soon, and I have brought spring clothes to my uncle."

When Chen Xiuping heard this, he realized that the owner of the voice was also smart. On the surface, he was speaking to Yi'er, but in fact, he indirectly told him that someone was coming.

"Yi'er, let this little lady come up."

Yi'er got out of the way of the stairs at Chen Xiuping's command, and Su Yuer'er rushed towards the attic like a tiger being let go.

Obviously Chen Xiuping didn't expect that the second young lady of the Su family was so impatient and rushed up to him before she even got dressed.

"Thank you little sister for sending me the clothes."

"You're welcome, of course, you are my sister's official after all."

After delivering the clothes, Su Yuer obviously had no intention of leaving. She was looking around the room. When she saw the words written by Chen Xiuping, Su Yuer expressed her heartfelt admiration.

"Good calligraphy. The strokes are strong and powerful. There is no hesitation when lifting the pen. It is written in one go. It is the work of everyone. The ink is not dry yet. Uncle, could it be that you wrote this?"

Facing Su Yuer'er's question, Chen Xiuping just smiled indifferently. In his previous life, he practiced calligraphy for several years in order to cater to the teacher's taste. In addition, he often copied the teacher's calligraphy, so he had this style.

Just like a young man who is vigorous and powerful, the stroke of his pen is as continuous as that of an old man who has been around for a long time. The lifting of the pen reflects Chen Xiuping's decisive character.

This kind of calligraphy looks strange to outsiders, but those who understand its meaning will know Chen Xiuping's skill. From Su Yuer's words, Chen Xiuping feels that Su Yuer is a talented woman.

Chen Xiuping's acquiescence made Su Yuer more certain that Chen Xiuping was definitely not an ordinary nerd, but definitely a talented person.

Su Yue'er then took out the piece of paper that Ping'er showed to Su Ning'er and read: "I can't sleep alone in the cold light of the hotel. How can the guest's heart become so sad? I miss my hometown tonight, and it will be another year tomorrow with frost on my temples. Brother, this is

Isn’t it your hometown? Why are you still homesick? The poem is a good poem, but could it be that my uncle feels that our Su family is like a foreign country? "

Looking at this piece of paper, the first thing Chen Xiuping thought of was Ping'er. Because Yi'er grew up with Chen Xiuping, it was basically impossible for her to do this. The only possibility was Ping'er. It seemed that she would do it.

Pay attention to what you write. If you accidentally write something strange, you won't be able to explain it clearly.

Chen Xiuping did not answer Su Yuer'er's question, but immediately changed the subject and said: "Since my little sister likes poetry so much, why don't I compose a poem based on my little sister?"

"Okay, okay."

Su Yuer'er said "good" three times in a row, and the excited expression on her face could tell how much she loved this poem.

Chen Xiuping was also happy. He had endless poems in his belly. He used to memorize ancient poems every day for exams, but he didn't expect that he would actually use them here. If he could get closer to Su Yuer'er, he would also have someone in the Su family.

Have a backer.

Chen Xiuping looked at Su Yuer'er carefully. He had an outstanding appearance, but his talent was even more outstanding. Chen Xiuping immediately remembered a poem, "The Legend of Mei Lan", which could perfectly highlight Su Yuer'er's temperament.

"Well, I am more than Su Xiao, and my appearance is as good as that of Wang Qiang. Rhyme comes from the rhyme, and fragrance comes from the outside. I am like a flying fairy, and my feelings are different from the vulgar. The predecessor of the bright moon is as lovely as jade... The air is flying in the clouds, the immortal

Yi Zhi. A wise heart and blue eyes, an elegant attitude and a fragrant thought. I don’t admire the prosperity, but rely on my son and the empty valley. My friends are only pine and bamboo. I am aloof and quiet, and I can be at peace. Who is my companion, only cassia and orchid. Little sister, this is

This poem is given to you by me, and you should understand the meaning of it. I named this poem "Meilan Jiahua"."

After Su Yue'er savored it carefully, she felt that this poem was really beautiful. The pine trees, bamboos, osmanthus and orchids used to set off her poem were really wonderful.
Chapter completed!