The wealthy stepmother became popular after her baby failed

From the very beginning, Fu Rongrong planned to exchange money with calligraphy characters.

But the few writing brushes at the village committee were really average, and she couldn't choose the one she wanted after trying for a long time.

In the end, the village committee went to the house of Grandpa Liu, a famous calligraphy lover in Murakami, to borrow a set of brushes, large and small.

The old man didn't want to borrow it at first, but when he learned that it was for a girl with 20 years of calligraphy skills, he readily agreed.

After observing, Fu Rongrong placed the stall near the snacks, because there are the most children here.

She first wrote a few vigorous characters on a large piece of paper: Calligraphy teaching experience.

Some people eating snacks around saw that there was a new stall here, and they were all curious, so they came over to watch while eating.

"Come here, baby." Fu Rongrong called out to Beibei tenderly, Beibei was looking at the barbecue not far away with ecstasy, and her saliva was about to flow down.

Hearing her mother shout, Beibei came back to her senses.He thought, when they got the money later, his mother said that he would give him a pocket money of one yuan, and he could buy anything, but he must buy a ham sausage.

"Baby, let's do a calligraphy teaching demonstration first, shall we?"

Beibei nodded and said, "OK."

Fu Rongrong sat at the desk, gracefully picked up a brush, and dipped the tip of the brush in ink.

Her fingers are soft and strong, dancing like ink marks on the paper, and her eyes are focused and gentle, revealing her deep love for calligraphy.

Beibei is actually not very interested in these things, and he still thinks about ham sausages, but he also knows that at this time, he needs to cooperate well.

He sat next to his mother, holding a small brush tightly with his little fingers, and the tip of the pen was also stained with ink.His eyes were wide open, and he watched every movement of his mother very intently, for fear of missing a certain detail.

Fu Rongrong smiled, and gently raised the pen, leaving a smooth and powerful stroke on the paper with the tip of the pen. Her arms danced like a nimble dragon, writing the word "Yong" with ease, explaining while writing The writing essentials of each stroke.

[Fu Rongrong is so talented, this calligraphy can be called contemporary Wang Xizhi]

[God, when I was learning calligraphy, the teacher asked me to practice the word "Yong" too]

There are more and more people watching. Out of curiosity, some people left after looking at it and found it boring. However, some parents couldn't move their feet after they gathered around.

These days, due to the popularization of electronic products, few people write Chinese characters by hand, let alone brush characters. It is really rare for such a young girl to write such good characters.

Beibei's eyes followed her mother's handwriting closely, trying to imitate her mother's movements.

Although Beibei doesn't like calligraphy, he does not lack the enlightenment education in this area, so he quickly wrote a decent "Yong" character.

"Good job, baby! This time I was not crisp enough to put away the pen, do it again!" Her voice was very gentle, Beibei heard her mother's praise, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she waved her arms harder, Trying to imitate Mom's writing style.

Fu Rongrong patiently guided Xiao Ming and corrected him tirelessly.

[Beibei's characters are probably able to crush all the post-90s, and now the post-90s, the characters are really hard to read]

[Be confident, remove the estimate, my son is 6 years old and in the first grade, his handwriting has crushed me (split.jpg)]

【Ha ha ha ha】

A middle-aged man in the crowd asked: "Girl, are you planning to set up a training institution here?"

Before Fu Rongrong could speak, another woman next to her babbled and said everything, saying that she is a star, and this time she came to the village to shoot a show, which was also part of their show.

Then he still didn't forget to laugh at the man who lived in the cellar and didn't know about such a big news.

Man: Oh, no wonder this girl is so beautiful and has such an outstanding temperament!
Fu Rongrong said with a smile: "Yes, we are filming a show, but it is true that we need money now. If you don't mind, you can let your children experience it. It only costs 10 yuan a time."

The man hurriedly said: "10 yuan, do you have to let the child experience it? Can I experience it?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Fu Rongrong stood up, pointed to the seat, and said softly: "Yes, please sit down."

The man was so excited that his steps were chaotic, and he suddenly turned around.

There was another burst of laughter in the crowd, but due to the presence of cameras, no ugly jokes were uttered.

After the man sat down, he tremblingly picked up the brush, dipped the ink roughly, and said, "How do you write?"

Fu Rongrong smiled, took another writing brush, and said, "You can't hold a writing brush like this. Can you see how I hold it?"

The man fiddled with it for a long time before he managed to make an octagonal figure.

"Okay, old Wang, we are just slickers, so don't pretend to be elegant like other scholars, come out quickly."

"Shut your mouth." The old king scolded with a smile.

"Okay, let me demonstrate first. We usually have to lighten the pen, like this." Fu Rongrong wrote a "one".

When Lao Wang stroked it, there was a crooked thick line on the paper, like a tree trunk.

The crowd started to laugh.

[He teaches calligraphy to children, why is this old man joining in the fun, it's disgusting]

[Tsk tsk tsk, this uncle, you can do it, don’t interfere with my goddess’s earning money, it’s been a long time, I just started teaching pens, dipping ink, and now I’m teaching pens again, after I finish teaching you, the day lily will be cold, get out】

[Why do I feel that this person is plotting something wrong, and his name is still "Old Wang" that people can't bear to look at directly, Sister Rong Rong, hurry up and drive him away]

Fu Rongrong was also quite annoyed, this man, not to mention the stinky sweat all over his body made her dizzy, he looked like an illiterate who had never held a pen before, why would he join in the fun here, and looking at his current appearance, Waiting for her to teach him by hand?
LSP!

But in front of everyone, she couldn't refuse, so she had to demonstrate to him patiently.

This Beibei didn't have any spirituality at all, so she couldn't guess that her mother was extremely impatient, and she couldn't even say a word to help her mother out, so she just looked at them quietly like that.

When a man wants to learn to hold down after learning horizontal and vertical, some people in the crowd can't stand it anymore.

It was a mother who really wanted her daughter to learn calligraphy, and she had been standing in the crowd waiting just now.

"Brother, it's not good for you to keep occupying the seat like this, not to mention that there are several children who need to experience in the queue behind me, and the girls also need to earn money, right?"

Fu Rongrong smiled gratefully, but still said: "It's okay. Compared with making money, I am very happy to be able to help everyone. It is said that I live to learn, this brother has the energy to learn, or Very good."