Milk cute group treasure, fathers are fighting for favor again!

Chapter 263 "Destroyed! All destroyed!"

Last night it was windy and snowy, this morning it's freezing cold,
The task of snatching props was regarded as an appetizer, and they were busy until noon before everyone got the props they wanted.

At noon, everyone gathered together to eat a hot soup pot, talking and laughing, resisting the invasion of the cold air outside the house.

After the older children and Gu Cizhi, the parent, had done their best, it was the turn of the little cute babies to show their talents.

Su Kele's calligraphy is the same as his English. His ability to speak English in English competitions is among the best among his peers, and his calligraphy is also profound.

Ye Jing's father, Su Kele's grandfather, Ye Qirui, is a well-known calligrapher in China. Su Kele's calligraphy was taught by Ye Qirui.

Su Kele wrote the famous novel "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi.

There were a few branches of plum in the corner, and Ling Han opened it alone.

I know it is not snow, because there is a secret fragrance.

Su Kele can silently write complete poems at the age of five, which is impressive enough, and Su Kele writes traditional characters, which is even more amazing.

The cute kids were doing their creations, and Gu Cizhi stood by to help his daughter grind ink.

He caught a glimpse of Su Kele's handwriting next to him, and was rather puzzled, "Su Kele, your cursive handwriting is so ugly, why is your brush handwriting so beautiful?"

Su Kele looked over with pouted dissatisfaction, and raised his hand to cover Gu Cizhi's mouth, but he was so young and short that he couldn't touch Gu Cizhi's chin when he jumped up, and said angrily: "Uncle Gu, you can't stop Expose my shortcomings in front of so many people, I want to save face!"

Gu Cizhi was amused by Su Kele, bent down and scraped Su Kele's nose, "Okay, okay, Uncle Gu apologizes to you, don't be angry. Uncle Gu's original intention was to praise you for your beautiful calligraphy, and he didn't want you to come out. embarrassing."

Gu Cizhi's apology and explanation went hand in hand, and Su Kele was very helpful. With the back of his hands resting on his waist, he proudly said with his chin up: "That's right! My word is even worse than our teacher's!"

Su Kele held his writing brush the whole time. Just as he was bouncing around and trying to cover Gu Cizhi's mouth, the ink spilled randomly and ruined the words he had just written. suffered greatly.

Fortunately, Su Chaomu's clothes are black, and the ink dots on them will not be visible.

It's just that the words he just wrote were all destroyed.

After Su Kele proudly croaked, he looked back at what he had written, and found balls of ink on the rice paper, immediately put down the brush in his hand, picked up the poems on the table, looked left and right, pursed his mouth as if I'm going to cry in seconds.

He was full of energy just now, writing freely and smoothly, and now if he is asked to rewrite this poem, it must not be as good as what he just wrote!
There were tears in her big watery eyes, and she was terribly wronged.

His rare masterpiece!
Endure and endure, intolerable.

"Wow!"

Su Kele burst into tears, and Gu Cizhi beside him was dumbfounded.

Is this his fault?

Xiaoxiao is holding the brush that has not been dipped in ink, the back of the left hand rests on the right elbow, and the brush is dangling in the right hand, the tip of the brush gently pats on the chubby face, and the big dark eyes are staring at the paper on the table. Paper, thinking about a painting for a while.

Hearing Su Kele cry, she looked over in surprise, "Cole, what's wrong with you?"

Su Kele showed the rice paper in his hand with a smile, and barely stopped crying, "It's ruined! It's all ruined!"

(End of this chapter)