His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 11 The Master of Calligraphy

At nine o'clock in the night, Tang Qianmi finished his private affairs and returned to Feng's house.

The confinement house is huge, not ordinary splendor, like a miniature version of the western palace, majestic and magnificent. The main building where the old man lives is used as the boundary, and it is divided into two gardens, east and west.

Usually, people on both sides have their own lives, and only on certain days will they gather in the old man's main building to have a meal together.

The old man arranged Tang Qianmiao to live in Xiyuan, because Xiyuan had a girl of the same age as her—the only daughter and grandson in the family, Feng Chuchu.

Tang Qianmiao walked for a while before entering the small hall where the old man practiced calligraphy.

The whole small hall is covered with authentic calligraphy, and the table on the ground is also covered with calligraphy and paintings that are still wet, and the air is full of the fragrance of ink.

There are only two people in the hall, one is the old man, and the other who grinds for him is Feng Chuchu.

The eyes of the two were focused on a pair of calligraphy, not paying attention to her.

Tang Qianmiao's eyes stayed on the calligraphy for a while, and some thoughts turned up in his eyes.

Then, she looked away and knocked on the door, "Grandpa Feng."

The old man raised his head, and immediately showed a kind smile, "Miao Mi is back, come, come and show grandpa, how does the word grandpa look like?"

Tang Qianmiao glanced at the original calligraphy lightly, and asked, "Grandpa likes this word?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "Yes, although it is a newcomer's work, his ability to control strokes and glyph structure is better than many well-known predecessors. This style can even be said to be a family of its own."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Feng Chuchu said tenderly: "Grandpa, the author of this calligraphy is the most famous Yuan Xin in the world in recent years, not an unknown junior, his work has won many awards, it is the granddaughter who learned from others. It was there for my grandfather to beg for it."

The old man smiled and nodded without saying anything. His eyes returned to Tang Qianmiao's face and he asked her, "How do you feel?"

Tang Qianmi smiled faintly: "The original is not good, but grandpa wrote it well."

The old man laughed, "You kid will make grandpa happy."

Feng Chuchu pulled his face and muttered, "What kind of calligraphy can you know about a flatterer."

"Chuchu, don't be rude." The old man slightly increased his tone.

Feng Chuchu pouted and said nothing.

The old man put down the pen and paper, asked the servant to take it and put it away, and then rushed to Feng Chuchu and said solemnly: "Chuchu, now that Miao is back, what should you say?"

Feng Chuchu's face changed in an instant, her head was lowered and she didn't speak, her hands were entangled.

When the old man saw this, his eyes sank: "The rules of the Feng family have been learned for nothing?"

Only then did Feng Chuchu slowly raise her head, glance at Tang Qianmiao, and reluctantly said, "I misunderstood you last night, I'm sorry..."

Tang Qianmi remembered what happened last night.

She came back quite late last night. As soon as she got back, Miss Feng ordered her to leave the door and threw all her luggage out because she found the missing necklace in her room.

Later, she threw out a surveillance video, which clearly recorded the whole process - it turned out that the dog at home took it away and landed at Tang Qianmi's door. The servant thought Tang Qianmi dropped it and put it back to her. dresser.

After the misunderstanding was clarified, the Xiyuan family focused on why she had this surveillance, suspecting her intentions were wrong.

Tang Qianmiao didn't explain anything at this point, just because of this, she was kicked out.

It just so happened that she had some private matters to deal with, so she left the Feng family.

In the car, she talked to the old man on the phone once, not because she was angry, but the old man believed it.

Unexpectedly, today he sent Feng Xian to find her.

In fact, it won't do her any good to pursue this matter seriously. Thinking of this, she nodded lightly, accepting Feng Chuchu's apology.

Feng Chuchu glared at her, then greeted the old man perfunctorily, and went out.

After she left, the old man said to Tang Qianmiao, "Child, after last night, your auntie came to see me. She wants to pick you up to live with you in Dongyuan. Would you like to?"

There was no expression on Tang Qianmiao's face, and he nodded immediately: "As arranged by Grandpa."

Good night