It was New Year's Eve.
The children got up early and arrived at the old house. After greeting the elders, they gathered in the study and watched Li Xiao write the couplets.
Old Master Li's hair was almost completely white. His withered hand held a walking stick as he sat by the side and watched his son.
Originally, Old Master Li was the one who wrote the couplets.
Now that he couldn't hold the pen, he could only leave it to his son.
The old man looked at him and reminded him, "You need to use more strength." The old voice rang out, and Li Xiao's hand immediately tightened a little.
Old Master Li nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's right." As he spoke, he looked at the three children and said, "Watch how your grandfather writes. You three little guys, you have to practice calligraphy in the future. This is the quintessence of the nation. You can't lose it."
Li Jianqian and Li Mosen nodded, and Li Jianyue, with a pair of big round eyes, asked, "Great-grandpa, what is a quintessence of the nation?"
"It is the unique things that have been passed down from ancient times to the present. For example, calligraphy, paper-cutting, guqin, chess, books, and paintings. These are all quintessence of the nation. In the future, no matter what you do or what you do, don't lose these things." Old Master Li's voice was gentle, with an old but extremely deep calmness. "Ersu, come here."
Li Jianyue leaned over and called out sweetly, "Great-grandpa."
The smile on Old Master Li's face condensed. The wrinkles looked a little deep, but it was full of joy.
After pulling the little girl over, he said, "I'm not worried about your brothers. My grandchildren and great-grandchildren are all excellent children. But, the only thing I'm worried about now is you. In the future, you must find a good man. At least, he can't be worse than your brother. Do you understand?"
Li Jianyue didn't seem to understand, but soon said with a smile, "In the future, I want to marry Brother Mosen!"
A child's words carried no harm.
When such a clear voice came out, Li Xiao's hand trembled slightly.
With such a shake, the brush on the originally clean and tidy red paper slightly deviated.
Li Mosen's face suddenly turned red, and he turned his head to look at Li Jianyue.
However, Old Master Li disagreed and said, "What are you talking about? He is your brother. You can't get married."
"Is that so?" Li Jianyue opened her eyes and blinked. "But …"
But Brother Mosen said so.
When Ersu grew up, she would marry Brother Mosen!
However, before Li Jianyue could finish her sentence, she heard Li Mosen shout, "Ersu, shh!"
Li Jianyue immediately swallowed her words back into her stomach.
She raised her fluffy little head and looked at Li Xun with her big eyes. She smiled and said, "I know, Great-grandfather."
Old Master Li looked at Li Jianyue and Li Mosen. He vaguely understood something.
He didn't ask or say anything else. He would just let nature take its course.
After Li Xiao finished writing, he put down the brush and shouted, "Jianqian, go and ask your uncle to come in."
"Oh!" Li Jianqian turned and ran out, shouting, "Dad, Uncle, Uncle, Grandpa is calling for you!"
The three brothers were sitting on the sofa chatting. Hearing the child's cry, they knew what was going on.
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