70s Xiao Que Xing

Chapter 450 Practicing Chinese Characters
"It's only been two years since I graduated, and I haven't forgotten what I learned before, so I learned relatively quickly. You have graduated for so many years, and you must have almost forgotten it. Our foundation is different, and the progress must be different. But Your speed is already very good, you know this is something that people need to learn for a year, you don't have to worry, just take your time, it will take a long time!" Xie Xiaonian said comfortingly, afraid that Xu Zhongjun would be discouraged.

If she hadn't been a top student in her previous life, and now still has the memory of the original owner, she might still be able to catch up with Xu Zhongjun's study progress.

"Well, I know." Xu Zhongjun nodded and said.

However, being compared by his wife like this, Xu Zhongjun still feels very humiliated, he needs to study harder.

Xie Xiaonian and Xu Zhongjun's serious study also made Pancake and Heping more motivated to study.

"Our handwriting is too bad. This will affect our grades. I remember that our father is good at handwriting and can also write calligraphy. Let's start practicing calligraphy with our father from tomorrow!"

Xie Xiaonian said seriously while checking Xu Zhongjun and Heping's homework.

"Practice, I'll forget it. My handwriting is already formed, and it's too late to practice it! As long as the questions are answered correctly, it doesn't matter what kind of handwriting you write." Xu Zhongjun refused.

"It doesn't matter what it means to answer a question correctly. Words are the appearance of a person. Do you know that if your scroll is neat and the font is neat, the impression you will leave on the teacher will definitely not be less. If the teacher can't read what you write I understand, no matter how correct the writing is, it's useless! And it's never too late to practice calligraphy, some people only start practicing when they are old, why? Don't you dare? Are you afraid of difficulties?" Xie Xiaonian asked back.

As for the words written by Xu Zhongjun, they are like chicken paws scratching, which needs to be practiced the most.

I don't know how others can understand the combat reports he usually writes.

"Who is afraid of difficulties? Am I that kind of person! Just practice!"

Although Xu Zhongjun knew that his wife was using aggressive methods, he still said so.

After all, even if he doesn't agree now, his wife still has ways to make him agree.

"Dad, I remember that your handwriting is very good. How about we practice calligraphy with you when we have time?" Xie Xiaonian said to Luo Changsong while having breakfast the next morning.

"Okay, it happens that I'm not busy at ordinary times, so I can find something for me to do. If any of you want to learn, I'll prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone for you!" Luo Changsong said happily.

"I learned from Zhongjun and Pingguo. As for pancakes, I will learn when he grows up and has strength in his hands." Xie Xiaonian happily continued.

"Alright, then I'll let the guards prepare things during the day, and we'll start learning tonight." Luo Changsong said happily.

When he was in college, he learned calligraphy from his teachers in school when he was free. He never thought that he would be able to be someone else's calligraphy teacher one day.

"No need, Dad, how can we get you to buy things for us when we practice calligraphy? You tell me where to buy them, and I'll just go and buy them myself this morning!" Xie Xiaonian continued directly.

They still have to practice calligraphy in the space at night, and if they buy less, it will not be enough.

"I'll ask the guards to buy it, the children are still so young, you can't leave!"

"It's okay, Dad, I'll just ask Aunt Li to watch it for me for a while, and I haven't been to the county for a long time, and I want to go shopping too!" Xie Xiaonian insisted.

"That's fine, I'll write you the address later!" Luo Changsong said helplessly.

Xie Xiaonian hadn't been to the county for nearly 4 months, originally thought about going out for a while, and had a good time in the county, but after buying pens, ink, paper and inkstone, Xie Xiaonian thought of home The children, especially the glutinous rice balls, cannot live without her.

Xiao Nian was worried that if she didn't go home, the glutinous rice balls would keep making noise, so she immediately lost interest in shopping, and went back to the army by car depressed.

"Dad, let's start practicing calligraphy!" Xie Xiaonian said impatiently after finishing the dinner.

"Okay, where do you practice?"

"Let's stay in the study room, I've already tidied it all up!" Xie Xiaonian has been tidying up the study room in his spare time in the afternoon, trying to give everyone a good environment for calligraphy practice.

"Okay, let's go, let's start practicing!" Luo Changsong nodded.

"This table is not big, and it might not be enough if we sit side by side. I thought that Apple and I would practice here, and Zhongjun would practice on the opposite side. In this case, we only need to put an inkstone in the middle, which is more convenient and trouble-free. , Dad, what do you think?" After entering the study, Xie Xiaonian told Luo Changsong about his plan.

"I think it's okay, then let's start sharpening ink and calligraphy now." Luo Changsong nodded and replied.

"That's fine, then I'll start grinding the ink."

After finishing speaking, Xie Xiaonian added a little water to the inkstone, then grabbed the lower end of the ink stick and began to grind it quickly in the inkstone.

When Xie Xiaonian was in elementary school in the previous life, although he learned to write big characters, he always bought ready-made ink at that time and never sharpened the ink himself, so when Xie Xiaonian sharpened the ink, he purely relied on his own feelings.

Luo Changsong frowned as he watched Xiao Nian rubbing the ink, but did not speak.

When Xie Xiaonian ground the ink until it splashed everywhere, Luo Changsong said: "Your way of grinding the ink is wrong, look, the ink splashes everywhere, the table and hands are dirty, and The ink that is ground like this is not fine, and when you write, it will definitely not be smooth. If you want to write good characters, the first thing is to grind good ink.”

"Use clear water to grind ink, do not use boiling water or tea. When grinding ink, place your index finger on the top of the ink stick, and pinch your thumb and middle finger on both sides of the ink stick. When grinding ink, you should lightly grind it, and when you press it down, it should be slightly heavier. When grinding the ink, let the ink stick tilt, apply force evenly, and grind slowly, the ink will be thicker and the thickness will be uneven.”

After finishing speaking, Luo Changsong began to explain to the three of them, while demonstrating the method of grinding ink.

After Luo Changsong grinded out a lot of ink without splashing a single drop on the table, Xie Xiaonian couldn't help feeling that he was really knowledgeable everywhere.

"Grandpa, the ink stinks!" When Xie Xiaonian was sighing inwardly, she heard Pancake say while covering her nose.

"You're new to it, and you haven't gotten used to smelling it yet. Once you get used to it, you won't think it smells bad. Instead, you'll think it's the fragrance of ink." Luo Changsong said with a smile.

"Anyway, I think it stinks. I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go back to the house and sleep. Mom, I want to sleep." Pancake covered her nose and shook her head.

"Xiao Nian, go and put Pancake to sleep first, and we will start practicing calligraphy later." Although calligraphy practice is important, children are even more important.

"Okay, then I'll put Pancake to bed first, and we'll start after we've cleaned up these children."

Xie Xiaonian put the pancakes under the quilt and lay down. Seeing that the other three children were still sleeping and did not wake up, she went to practice calligraphy with peace of mind.

When Xie Xiaonian walked into the study, he saw several blank papers filled with radicals on the table.

"You are just starting to practice calligraphy now. You have to start by copying the radicals. After you have written the radicals, we will start writing the complete characters." Luo Changsong said.

"Okay, isn't it just a comparison? I'm good at this."Xie Xiaonian said confidently.

But her self-confidence didn't last long before it was shattered.

Because she was used to using hard pens and pencils, but suddenly picked up this soft brush, and couldn't use it even if she tried hard.

It is obviously compared to what her father wrote, but the description is still very ugly.

Because Heping doesn't know how to write and hasn't formed his own habits, so what he draws is better than Xiaonian's.

And because Xu Zhongjun holds a lot of guns, his wrist is stronger, and he can better control the brush, so his writing is also very good.

Now Xie Xiaonian is the worst learner among these few people.

Xie Xiaonian looked at the copying of the other two, pouted depressedly.

She still learned brush calligraphy in elementary school. Although it was only a rigid requirement of the school at that time, she just dealt with homework and did not write very seriously, but she was too depressed to lose to two people who had never touched a brush. .

"This is your first time writing. It is already very good to be able to write like this. The most important thing to practice calligraphy is perseverance. It will be fine after a long time of practice."

Luo Changsong saw Xiao Nian pouted, looking a little unhappy, so he said comfortingly.

"Well, I will definitely write seriously, and I will write better than both of them." Xie Xiaonian said angrily.

"Well, I am ambitious! She is indeed my daughter!" Luo Changsong said with a smile.

"Apple, you should stop and have a rest first, you are still young, you can't write for too long at a time." After Luo Changsong finished speaking, he said to Heping, who was next to him, shaking his arms.

"But I haven't written enough yet!" said Heping reluctantly.

"That's not okay, you are still young, you can't practice for too long, or your arms will be sore tomorrow, and you won't be able to hold a pen. If it doesn't work, you can stand aside and watch your parents finish the practice. "Luo Changsong insisted.

"Okay, then I won't write, I will write tomorrow."

"Dad, you should go back to bed first. It's almost eight o'clock and nine o'clock now. You should also rest. Zhongjun and I will practice by ourselves." Seeing that it was getting late, Xie Xiaonian said to Luo Changsong.

"Okay, then I'll go back first. If you practice for a while, go to bed quickly. You can't rush to practice calligraphy." Luo Changsong was indeed a little sleepy, so he instructed.

"I see, Dad, don't worry, we'll sleep later." Xie Xiaonian nodded.

After sending Luo Changsong upstairs, the family went straight into the space.

After entering the space, Xie Xiaonian didn't go to rest after practicing for a while as I said just now, but kept practicing calligraphy there. She didn't believe that a master of learning would be worse than Heping and Zhongjun, that would be too embarrassing up.

(End of this chapter)