Almighty Daddy: Meet the female president at the beginning

Chapter 87 God-Level Calligraphy Has Many Benefits
Ye Qingjiu looked at Jiang Cheng, his heart tightened, how did he know that he liked teddy bears?
Oops, will he laugh at his childishness!

Before Jiang Cheng could open his mouth, Ye Qingjiu hurriedly said, "Let's leave it to Nuonuo, my lord doesn't need toys."

Jiang Cheng looked at her peach blossom eyes and smiled crookedly, "You are always a child in my heart."

Ye Qingjiu lowered his head, his heart almost melted away.

She lowered her head shyly, then pursed her lips, and took the little bear.

It's so cute, with round eyes, brown body, and a little ugly.

Ye Qingjiu hugged it in his arms, raised his head to look at Jiang Cheng, "Husband, thank you."

When she spoke, there seemed to be stars hidden in her eyes, twinkling, and Jiang Cheng got lost in the beautiful light without knowing it.

Oops, this girl is really, getting more and more alluring now!
Ye Qingjiu smiled at him very nicely, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Cheng coughed lightly, "Let's go, let's go shopping quickly, and we have to visit grandparents tomorrow."

After shopping, it's already four o'clock in the afternoon.

The whole family was so tired that they went home to have a rest after dinner.

Early the next morning, Jiang Cheng took Ye Qingjiu and two treasures and set off towards grandparents' house on time.

Ye Bing's mother didn't go. After all, she had been divorced for so many years, and she didn't know how to meet Ye En's parents.

I am very happy that my mother has nothing to do and soaks in this hot spring outside the villa, drinking red wine.

On the way, Jiang Cheng was a little nervous, and his palms were slightly sweaty.

Seeing his unnatural expression, Ye Qingjiu couldn't help laughing, "You weren't nervous when you saw my mother, but why are you so nervous when you see your grandparents?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at her, held the steering wheel, and said carelessly, "Why am I not nervous anymore, you were so nervous when you saw our mother, of course I can't be nervous! Someone in our family must be taken aback!"

So, it's not that he's not nervous, it's just for himself that he becomes less nervous.

His words, like a spring breeze blowing into Ye Qingjiu's heart, moved her a little.

She wasn't talking, but turned her head away and looked out the window.

The weather is beautiful, the sun is gentle, and there is no cloud in the sky.

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An hour later, I arrived at my grandparents' house, which was a small two-story western-style building outside a scenic red scenic spot.

Those who live in this area are basically the old revolutionaries of the past, and they have a lot of background.

Ye Qingjiu rang the doorbell with the two treasures.

Grandma Ye in the yard was busy with her one-acre small vegetable field when she heard the doorbell and hurried to open the door.

After a while, the door opened, Grandma Ye saw Ye Qingjiu coming, her old face beamed with joy, "Jiujiu? Why are you here, you're not busy today?" After speaking, she looked to her side Jiang Cheng, "Who is this?"

Hearing that there were still people who didn't know their father, the two little ones were in a hurry. Before Jiang Cheng could speak, Yan Yan introduced with a small mouth, "This is my papa."

Nuonuo also smiled happily, "Yes, grandma, this is Papa~"

Grandma Ye heard the two babies calling him daddy, so she hurriedly invited him into the house.

"Hey, don't look outside, grandma is getting old and can't see clearly without glasses." After finishing speaking, he went to the house to look for reading glasses.

She has to take a good look at what this grandson-in-law looks like.

Grandpa was practicing brush calligraphy in the study when he saw his wife come in in a hurry, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find things.

He couldn't help but frowned, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

Grandma Ye smiled, "Old man, Qingjiu brought the children's father here!"

When Mr. Ye heard this, he squinted his eyes, "Really?"

"Can I lie to you!"

While the two were talking, Ye Qingjiu walked in with Jiang Cheng.

"Grandpa, this is Jiang Cheng, I'll bring him to see you."

When the grandfather heard that it was his grandson-in-law, he hurriedly put down his brush, "Okay, okay, why did I suddenly remember this today?"

Ye Qingjiu looked shy, "Damn, we are going to get married..."

When the grandfather heard that his granddaughter was getting married, he was so excited, "You child, if you don't get married, why don't you come and see your grandparents. Let's have dinner at home today, and let grandma make more delicious food for you."

After finishing speaking, I cleared up the things on the table and prepared to chat with them.

Because of excitement, Grandpa didn't put the brush away just now. For some reason, it suddenly rolled to the ground.

Jiang Cheng hurriedly bent down to pick up the writing brush on the ground, and handed it over, "Grandpa, you like calligraphy."

Grandpa picked up the brush and frowned, "I wrote blindly, I've been writing for so many years, and I haven't written anything famous."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the sentence he had just written about drinking wine, and pulled Jiang Cheng over, "Come and see, see if my word still lacks flavor."

When it comes to his calligraphy, Grandpa gets carried away.

As long as it is an individual, he has to be arrested to give opinions.

Grandma just put on her presbyopic glasses, and when she saw him holding onto Jiang Cheng, she said angrily, "Old man, what are you doing? It's the first time I've come here and you grabbed someone to show you your broken calligraphy."

Grandpa glanced at her, "What do you know, I call it listening to opinions!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the paper on his desk, "Come and help me take a look, give me your opinion or something."

Jiang Cheng walked to the table and looked carefully, "You wrote very well, but, at the end, the ticking is not very good, and I feel unsteady."

Grandpa Ye was overjoyed when he heard it. After so many years, no one dared to give him real advice.

"Okay, okay, talk about it carefully."

Jiang Cheng was a little embarrassed, what should I say?
He thought for a while, picked up the writing brush on the table, and wrote the following large characters: Don't you see, Gao Tangmingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening.

The brushwork is vigorous and old-fashioned, like a bird startled by a luan branch, the brushwork is swift and done in one go.

In just a few words, Grandpa Ye's eyes lit up when he saw it, "Old lady, old lady, come and see, our new son-in-law still has something to do."

Grandma Ye glanced at him, "I know how to write in a day! My two babies are still hungry!"

After speaking, he reluctantly walked over.

When I saw it, I was very surprised, "This is a calligrapher, let's do it now, your handwriting is so good, it's just a good time to communicate with your grandfather."

Jiang Cheng looked at the two old men with a smile, "This junior can't wait for it."

"Come on, come on, write me a few more sentences, write a few more sentences!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled Jiang Cheng to start writing again.

Ye Qingjiu looked at his grandfather, he couldn't laugh or cry, "You guys write well, I'm going to cook with grandma."

After speaking, the two left.

Grandma took Ye Qingjiu's hand, "It's better to drink at my house, look at this old man, he knows how to write and draw in a day, it's almost out of this world!"

Ye Qingjiu smiled, "Old man, it's okay to practice calligraphy, and drawing is also pretty good."

Grandma smiled lovingly, "You just get used to him, some pens and inkstones in the house earned a lot of money, I bought them all these years."

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(End of this chapter)