The Local Lazy Man System

"Wang's family is so rich, we don't need to send anything valuable, just write a couplet for him."

Ye Rongrong thought for a while and said.

Sending valuables is tacky.

Sending money is a bit hurtful.

So Ye Rongrong thought of sending the couplet he wrote, which can be said to be light and affectionate.

Ye Rongrong believed that Wang Lao would like it.

"It's good to send couplets, my mother's handwriting is good, I can let my mother write the couplets." Liu Xixi said excitedly.

"Let your brother-in-law write it, he's good at it."

Liu Qingqing immediately shook his head and said. Although Liu Qingqing also knows that his mother's handwriting is very good, but he really can't compare with his own man, the gap is too big.

"Oh, I forgot, my brother-in-law is omnipotent."

Liu Xixi immediately responded and said.

With my brother-in-law here, why do I need my mother to write this couplet?

But Liu Xixi saw the words written by her brother-in-law, that beautiful, looking at the past is a kind of beautiful enjoyment.

"Hehe, don't just watch it, go get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Ye Rongrong said to Liu Xixi with a smile.

"Oh, Mengmeng, go get it with me, I can't get so many things by myself."

Liu Xixi said to Wang Meng on the side.

Liu Xixi knew that her brother-in-law's pen, ink, paper and inkstone were kept in the study and were easy to find.

You must know that her sister has tidy up her brother-in-law's study. Yesterday, she brought her people to tidy up the study. Liu Xixi knows how to arrange things.

Soon, Liu Xixi and the others took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Liu Xixi was in charge of researching the ink, and Wang Meng and Liu Qingqing were in charge of placing the red paper on the stone table.

"Brother-in-law, okay, you can write."

Liu Xixi felt that the ink research was almost done, so she said to Ye Guangyao who was leaning on the chair and closed her eyes.

Ye Rongyao opened his eyes and glanced at it, and said, "The ink is not dark enough, continue."

"O alchemist

. "

Liu Xixi glanced like an ancient maid and continued to study ink.

About three minutes later, Ye Rongyao opened his eyes and said, "It's almost there."

Ye Rongyao stood up from the chair, walked to the stone table, picked up the brush, dipped some ink on the inkstone, and started writing couplets on the red paper.

"Rilifeng and Jinpu Courtyard."

"Winter is warm and summer is full of laughter."

Soon Ye Rongrong wrote the couplet, and Liu Xixi read it out word by word.

"Uncle, your writing is so beautiful."

Wang Meng doesn't understand the art of calligraphy, but she knows that Ye Rongrong's writing is really beautiful.

"Of course, if the word "uncle" is to be called second, no one would dare to be called first."

Ye Rongrong said proudly.

"Brother-in-law, you are bragging again."

Liu Xixi joked about her brother-in-law.

"Glory is right. His writing is really good, better than many calligraphy masters. Indeed, if he were the second, no one would dare to be the first."

Ouyang Lizhu looked at Ye Rongyao's words, and said after returning to her senses.

I really didn't expect that my son-in-law, who is five big and three rough, could write such a good hand.

"Mom, you praised me, I was bragging."

Hearing what his mother-in-law said, Ye Rongrong suddenly felt embarrassed.

"No, your writing is so good, it's definitely not worse than those calligraphers." Ouyang Lizhu said with certainty.

Ouyang Lizhu has seen many works of calligraphy masters, but none of them are better than her son-in-law.

Now Ouyang Lizhu finds that she can't see through her son-in-law more and more. He is almost omnipotent and too mysterious.

"Okay, when this couplet is done, we will go out to Wang's hometown for a big meal." Ye Rongrong said.

"Okay, let's have dinner."

The girl Jiang Mengmeng shouted happily as soon as she heard that she had a big meal to eat.

These children are particularly excited about eating the feast, but they can't eat much.

I always sit at the table for a while, eat something I like, then stand up and leave.

...

"Old Wang, congratulations on your housewarming. I have nothing to give, so I will give you a couplet."

When Ye Rongrong came to Wang Lao's house, there were already a lot of people here, most of them were old people in the village. From now on, everyone was living in the same village. Wang Lao invited them to have a feast, and also pulled Close to everyone.

"Couples, Old Wang, you have got the treasure. Ye Rongrong's couplets are not for everyone."

Ye Xianghai, the old village chief, said with some envy when he heard Ye Rongrong sent the couplet.

The couplets written by Ye Rongyao are very precious. In the past, Ye Xianghai asked Ye Rongyao for a pair.

Ye Xianghai held back and didn't sell it, but people directly shouted at 100,000, saying that if he was not satisfied, he could add Xia Ao Tianya

.

In this way, Ye Xianghai is not stupid, of course he knows that the word Ye Rongrong is very valuable.

Later, no matter how much money the shop master paid, he would not sell it, but now he hides the couplet written by Ye Rongrong and prepares it to be a family heirloom.

"Oh, then I want to see how well the pair of Glory writes."

Wang Bing said in surprise. Wang Bingzhen knew that Ye Rongrong's medical skills were so powerful that he could be called a genius doctor, but Wang Bingzhen really didn't know how Ye Rongrong's calligraphy was.

Wang Bingzhen is a calligraphy lover, and he can write good calligraphy by himself, so he is itching to see how good Ye Rongrong's calligraphy is.

With the help of Liu Xixi and Wang Meng, a pair appeared in front of everyone.

"Rilifeng and Jinpu Courtyard."

"Winter is warm and summer is full of laughter."

Looking at the words on the pair, Wang Bingzhen was stunned.

It's so well written.

This is not inferior to the words of Ye Wangxizhi's "Orchid Pavilion".

"Glory, you wrote this word?"

Wang Bing really came back to his senses, looked at Ye Rongrong in disbelief and asked.

To say that Wang Bingzhen has seen countless calligraphy and paintings, but the one that can be compared with Ye Rongrong, that is, the "Orchid Pavilion" by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi, can be compared with him.

"Of course, but my brother-in-law wrote it, and we all read it."

Seeing that Wang Bingzhen's tone was a little suspicious, Liu Xixi said immediately.

"Glory, the level of your character has almost reached the level of a calligraphy master."

Wang Bingzhen turned his head and looked at Ye Rongrong with a look of disbelief.

How could Ye Rongrong be so young to be able to write such a font, which is a bit better than many calligraphy masters who have written characters all their lives.

"Old Wang, you have praised it badly, as long as you like it."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile. You must know that Ye Rongyao rarely writes about this pair to anyone, unless they are very close.

"I like it very much. I want to frame this pair and pass it on as a family heirloom." Wang Bingzhen said with certainty.

"Old Wang, it's not that exaggerated."

Ye Rongyao said a little embarrassedly. Isn't it just a couple?

Instead of sticking it on the door to add festivity, you have to frame it as a family heirloom. Is your word so precious?

Ye Rongrong was puzzled.

"certainly."

Wang Bingzhen folded the pair carefully and handed it to Wang Sisi, asking her to keep it carefully, and find the best master to frame it tomorrow.

To be passed on as a family heirloom.

Wang Bing really didn't think that, a hundred years later, when the family's industry was passed on to his grandchildren, the family's industry was on the verge of going bankrupt.

It is this pair that is regarded as a family heirloom, which allows the Wang family's property to avoid the danger of bankruptcy.

"Come in please."

Wang Bingzhen invited Ye Rongrong and the others to the back room to sit on the card ball king

.

Walking into Wang Bingzhen's villa, the interior decoration style is unique. It is luxurious but not vulgar. It is revealing and publicized in the classics, and it is elegant but noble. It gives Ye Rong a very good feeling.

Ye Rongyao was wondering if he should build such a beautiful villa on his island in the lake.

"The glory has come."

"Glory, come and sit at our table."

"Glory, when your family lacks people to work, remember me, my old bones can still work for a few years."

...

Seeing Ye Rongyao coming in, the villagers greeted Ye Rongrong one after another.

Ye Rongyao finally sat down at the main table, and Wang Bingzhen watched it. The most important guest in this room was Ye Rongyao, so Ye Rongyao must be seated at the main table.

As for Liu Qingqing and the others, they are all sitting at the table where the female family members are. After all, a large group of men are drinking, and they have a few women on the side, which makes no sense at all.

...

The drinking didn't end until nine o'clock in the evening. Of course, Liu Qingqing and the others left at eight o'clock. In fact, except for the main table, the other table people had almost left.

After all, unless you are fighting wine, this banquet will not last for so long.

"Glory, my grandson's illness?"

After the banquet was over, Wang Bingzhen took Ye Rongyao's hand and asked.

Wang Bingzhen believed that with Ye Rongrong's medical skills, his grandson's illness would definitely be cured.

"Your grandson is not sick, just spoiled, and he doesn't want to come down and walk." Ye Rongrong said.

"Ah...you mean Xiaoguang can walk?"

Wang Bing looked at Ye Rongrong in surprise and asked.

"No, this walk needs to be learned. He's too lazy to learn, how can he walk? Who doesn't walk a few times, how can he learn to walk? It's not blaming others, but parents, it's too doting , The child falls a few times, and it hurts very much, and he will never learn to walk."

Ye Rongrong said.

"But he doesn't want to walk now, how can he do it?" Wang Bingzhen asked.

"Simple, let him play with a group of children who are similar to him. Don't worry about him, and don't worry about him falling and crying. He is a three-year-old child, he will get up on his own, and slowly he will learn to walk."

Ye Rongrong said.

"So simple?"

Wang Bing asked in surprise.

My grandson, I don't know how many doctors I have seen, how many medicines I have taken, but I still can't walk, but Ye Rongrong's method is to let him play with children of the same age.

This is a very simple method in Wang Bingzhen's view.

"Simple?"

"Hehe, some things, such simple things, are not easy to implement, Mr. Wang, it's getting late, I'll go back first."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

They have already said everything they need to say, and it is up to them whether they are willing to accept it or not. (To be continued.)