Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

The old man was very proud of his victory and asked Lao Li to take out his four treasures of the study. He wanted to show off his skills.

Song Jiajun was so angry that he took out a brush from the pen holder and threw it on the table, "Write well, don't embarrass my wife!"

The old man ignored his anger and said with a smile: "You embarrass your wife, but I won't embarrass my granddaughter-in-law!"

Who are you looking down on! I have never embarrass anyone in my life! (Being beaten by my wife doesn't count!)

But to be honest, the old man's calligraphy is really unique.

The pen is powerful, and each stroke condenses a deep foundation, which is amazing.

Just looking at the handwriting, you can tell that the old man was also a decisive person when he was young.

Lin Wanyue held the fruit cut by Song Jiajun and stood by to watch the old man write the invitation.

"Grandpa, your calligraphy is so good! It seems that Ajun inherited his good handwriting from you!"

Lin Wanyue was very sincere and gave the old man a thumbs up.

The old man was coaxed to smile, his heart was about to bloom, and he was still modest, "Well, old people have nothing to do at home, so they can write calligraphy when they are free, and they will get better as they write."

"Then I will practice when I have nothing to do, Chunsheng will practice too, and everyone in our family will practice!"

Lin Wanyue's calligraphy was also good after systematic training, but in the end it still didn't have the feeling of the old man's writing.

"Okay, okay, writing can calm the mind, and everyone in our family will practice when the time comes!"

When Lin Wanyue went upstairs to find Song Jiajun after eating and drinking, she found that the man was standing in front of the desk and writing a bunch of words.

"What are you doing? Why are you writing too?" Didn't the invitation card go to grandpa?

The man coughed awkwardly, "It's okay, I'm just writing casually."

While saying this, he pretended to accidentally show his finished words in front of Lin Wanyue, and then continued to write.

Lin Wanyue instantly understood what he meant, because he was not happy here because he praised his grandfather's good handwriting downstairs.

"Oh, let me see, my husband's calligraphy is so good! I didn't know it before!"

Song Jiajun lowered his head and curled the corners of his mouth, and said casually: "It's okay, just write casually."

"My husband writes so well just casually? God, who can find such a handsome, rich, loyal to his wife, and! The husband who writes so beautifully!"

Lin Wanyue took the brush from Song Jiajun's hand and put her arms around the man's neck, "It turned out to be me! How can I be so blessed!"

Song Jiajun couldn't hold back his laughter at all, and he bent his index finger and scratched the little girl's nose, "You are so sweet, saying these words to make me happy."

Lin Wanyue shook her head, "I didn't make fun of you, I said the truth, I am the worst at sweet talk."

Song Jiajun bent down and lifted the little girl's buttocks, put her on the desk, and supported his hands beside the little girl and looked at her at eye level.

"Then my wife, say a few more words, from the heart."

The man's voice was magnetic and clear, with a rising tail tone and a lingering taste.

Lin Wanyue didn't expect that she was so disappointing. After so long, a man's words could make her blush.

"No... don't say... I just said it..."

Song Jiajun lowered his eyes and glanced at the little girl's red ears, and continued, "Good wife, say a few more words to coax me, I want to hear~"

Lin Wanyue pushed the man away and jumped to the ground, "I'm taking a nap, you write it yourself!"

She didn't even have time to put on her slippers, and rushed out barefoot.

As a result, she just took a step and was picked up by Song Jiajun like a child, and patted her butt, "I told you not to go barefoot, not barefoot, but you didn't listen!"

"I'm just used to it at home! Can't I wear shoes? Put me down!"

Lin Wanyue felt that it was not appropriate to hang on the man at this time.

Song Jiajun turned a deaf ear to him and prepared to carry his wife to the room for a nap.

When the man's hand touched the door handle, Lin Wanyue suddenly strangled his neck, "Put me down! If you go out like this and grandpa sees me, I will lose face!"

"Old...wife...relax a little...are you riding a horse?"

"No, no, unless you put me down first!"

Song Jiajun made up his mind not to let go, and directly circled Lin Wanyue's legs and lifted her up.

Lin Wanyue with her arms in a circle: ? ? ?

Song Jiajun changed from hugging to carrying, opened the door and went out.

Lin Wanyue felt even more ashamed, and her legs were controlled by Song Jiajun again, so she could only cover her face silently with her hands.

As long as I cover my face, I won't lose face, and I can't see me.

But the sky doesn't followAs they were about to reach the door of the room, when Song Jiajun opened the door, Lin Wanyue, who was lying on his back, and Mr. Song, who was standing on the stairs, looked at each other through their fingers.

"What are you doing...?"

"We... are just joking..."

Lin Wanyue hung upside down on the man's back and slapped him, "Put me down, put me down!"

Song Jiajun hugged Lin Wanyue's legs with one hand and pressed the girl's palm with the other hand.

The little girl's hand was so strong that her pelvis almost tilted forward.

"Grandpa, go to bed quickly, don't delay my wife's nap." After saying that, she hurried into the house. She had to leave quickly, so the girl changed from slapping to pinching.

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The preparations for the wedding ended smoothly in this lively situation every day.

The remaining few days were just to follow the procedures. Today, Song Jiajun's wedding dress, which he had customized at a huge cost, also arrived.

In order to maintain the sense of mystery, Xu Silin accompanied her throughout the wedding dress trial.

Three days before the wedding, Shuhe and Lin Mingde also returned from abroad.

In the past two years, Shuhe and Lin Mingde worked day and night abroad to finish all the things there and return home before Lin Wanyue's wedding.

But this return home is also short. The affairs of the Richard family are very tricky. There are many things that need to be dealt with and it cannot be completed overnight.

But it is estimated that it will be soon, otherwise they really won't have time to come back this time.

"Oh, my daughter, why are you so thin? Do you miss your parents?"

Lin Wanyue was looked at by Lin Mingde from front to back, watching her old father circling around her like a bee.

"Dad, dad, dad, don't turn around, I feel dizzy..."

Hearing his daughter shouting dizzy, Lin Mingde stopped turning around immediately. When he stopped suddenly, he was also a little dizzy.

"Daughter, did you not eat well because you are getting married? I saw how thin your face is?"

This may be that no matter whether your weight changes or not, the first thing your parents see when they see you is that you are thinner.