My Wife Reigns Supreme

   Chapter 664 Dad, you write so well, you can teach me how to write

  【Six more】

  At noon on the weekend, the two returned to Ancheng.

  Half way, Situ Wan called and asked the two of them to go back to their hometown for dinner.

  Yan Lishu drove the car for a few hours. He looked tired. After eating, he went back to the room to take a bath and sleep first.

  As for Qin Mu, contrary to Yan Lishu, she slept all the way, now quite energetic.

   chatted with Situ Wan for a while, and then took the initiative to take the fruit plate from the housekeeper, “I’ll send it to Dad.”

  Qin Mu and Situ Wan, the mother-in-law, get along very well, but they don’t talk much with Yan Wendong.

  The main reason is that Yan Wendong's face is always sullen, and her angry look is more majestic than Yan Lishu, which makes her a little scared.

  Moreover, she always feels that Yan Wendong doesn't seem to like herself too much.

  Qin Mu knocked on the door and went in. Yan Wendong was writing seriously with a brush in his hand.

   "Dad, I'm here to bring you fruit!"

  It is usually his wife who comes to deliver fruit, but he has recently quarreled with Situ Wan.

   Situ Wan asked her servant to give herself fruit.

  He was used to it, but today suddenly a clear and soft voice came out.

  The wrist of the pen sinking subconsciously, a large ink ball was stained on the paper.

   Before the third wife found out, she quickly took out the paper and laid a clean sheet of paper again.

   "Let's put it there first."

  Qin Mu didn’t know much about writing. After putting down the fruit bowl, he walked to the desk proactively and said, “Dad, let me polish the ink for you.”

  She just wanted to please Yan Wendong and bring the two closer together.

   also wanted to say a few good things to Yan Lishu, so that the relationship between their father and son would be more harmonious.

  Qin Mu glanced at the ink inkstone, which was the one she bought before.

  While grinding, he smiled and said, "Dad, Li Shu said that you like to write, and he specially asked me to buy this inkstone for you!"

  She felt that Yan Wendong was a bit awkward. On the surface, she didn't like Yan Lishu, but she liked what Yan Lishu picked.

   Yan Wendong heard the words and raised his brows, "Really?"

  Is the inkwell that this kid picked, so it’s no wonder.

  From childhood to adulthood, Yan Wendong liked to hit people with ink ink when he was angry, and he has never hit him.

   "Yes."

  Qin Mu nodded as if pounding garlic, "He said that you are very good at writing!"

  Yan Wendong's writing is indeed pretty good, but he just appreciates it after he finishes it, and has never shown it to others.

   Suddenly became interested, dipped in ink, and wrote a word of Yan on the paper in one go, and pointed it to Qin Mu, "Then you see how I write it?"

   "It's beautiful, Dad, your writing is great!" Qin Mu stretched his head and glanced, raising his voice and exclaiming.

  Yan Wendong was particularly proud, and the corners of his happy mouth turned upwards, "Then you tell me how well I write the word?"

  Emmmmm?

   "The pen is particularly powerful."

   Yan Wendong gave a satisfied hum, and after waiting a few seconds, Qin Mu had no voice, "Is it over?"

  Qin Mu nodded, and the corner of Yan Wendong's mouth twitched. Isn't this little Nizi no longer boasting?

  Qin Mu really didn't know how to praise, and she didn't understand this.

  "I’m not good at writing this one, you will know when you see the master’s words one day!"

  Qin Mu does not boast, but he who should be humble must be humble.

  Qin Mu said oh, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, Dad, what you wrote is better than me."

   Yan Wendong was slightly surprised, "You can also write?"

   "No." Qin Mu decisively denied.

   Yan Wendong had a black line, and Qin Mu smiled and said, "Dad, you write so well, you can teach me how to write!"

  (End of this chapter)