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Wen Zhengyu snorted softly: "No." She remembered something, and said with a smile: "Go home, I have a surprise for you."

Ye Ling's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Have you prepared a gift?"

Wen Zhengyu said "hmm" and said, "I even kept it from my second aunt."

Ye Ling's eyes suddenly became brighter, she thought it must be very valuable.

Wen Zhengyu took Ye Ling's hand and went straight to the painting hall, and opened the bottom cabinet of the bookcase.

Ye Ling leaned over curiously, and saw a lot of old paper with stained pen and ink in the cabinet.

Wen Zhengyu took out a few sheets that had been put away separately, showed them to Ye Ling, and said, "Compare and see the difference."

Ye Ling thought of something in an instant, excited and nervous, her heartbeat speeded up uncontrollably.She glanced at Wen Zhengyu, stretched out her hand to uncover the cardboard on the top, and saw a piece of paper covered with ink.The ink blots were all glued together, and even ghosts couldn't recognize what was on it.

Wen Zhengyu said: "The first one was written in the first month after I returned home."

Ye Ling said "hmm" and looked at the second picture again.The second piece of writing is not blurred, crooked, like the new writing of kindergarten children, to be precise, it is not a word, but a stroke.These strokes are as ugly as they are written, but compared with the first one, they become immortals in seconds.She glanced at Wen Zhengyu happily, and then went to the third picture, and found that the horizontal and vertical folds on it had been written very neatly, and even vaguely had the shape of Wen Zhengyu's previous handwriting, especially the left and right strokes, which were completely Wen Zhengyu's handwriting style.

She uncovered the fourth piece, and wrote a palm-sized "leaf" in the center of the paper, standing there upright, without trembling, crooked, skewed, or deformed.

A hazy mist floated in Ye Ling's eyes. She stared at the word for a few seconds, then turned around and hugged Wen Zhengyu tightly.

After a while, Ye Ling let go of Wen Zhengyu, and said proudly, "Frame it."

It took Wen Zhengyu a week of practice to write this leaf character.

Everyone around her saw that she had to find someone to help even sign a document, and with the disability certificate, they thought that she had no hope of recovery, but they knew their own situation.

She suffered a head injury, but no hand injury.Her unsteady hand is not a hand problem, but a visual deviation in seeing things with her eyes, which is a sequela left after her head was damaged.There are deviations that can be calibrated.She couldn't grasp the sense of distance well. When she was writing, she had the feeling of stepping down the steps with one foot.After practicing for a long time, when you pick up the pen and ink, and move your hand over, where the paper is, you don't need to look at it, you already have an accurate judgment in your mind.This is the sense of distance cultivated by continuous practice of calligraphy every day and every time I keep writing.

It's like taking out a ruler and asking her to determine how long it is. She looked at it and thought it was thirty centimeters long. When someone handed the ruler to her and asked her to look at the scale on it, she found that it was twenty centimeters. The [-]-centimeter ruler and the [-]-centimeter ruler were used together, and she was asked to compare them repeatedly with her eyes and hands every day, and this sense of distance was naturally developed.When she was a child, she learned to appraise antiques, and the old man asked her to hold them in her hand to carefully look at the pattern of the tire, weigh the weight and practice the feel.After a long time, even if she closed her eyes and the old man put something in her hand, she could tell what it was by the feel of the old man's collection of antiques.

Eyes are important, but eyes are often deceived.

It took a lot of eyesight for her to read the size [-] document. It was okay to read a few lines, but there would be double images after a long time, but the calligraphy was large enough, so she only read one word when practicing calligraphy, and the function of her eyes was only to judge the distance and position.

Reading document agreements is not the same as practicing calligraphy.There is a huge difference in the document agreement. When her eyesight is good, she has to find a lawyer to sign important documents. When her eyesight is not good, she can only ask her family to help her read it.

She has recovered a little bit now, and there are fewer and fewer deviations when she uses the brush. Although the circle she drew is still a bit out of shape, at least it is an oval that is very close to a circle, not the crooked cloud shape at first.

Ye Lingmei was overwhelmed, and said to Wen Zhengyu: "Put away these ugly words too."

Wen Zhengyu choked: What is ugly word?

She read the words again, picked them up, and stuffed them back into the cabinet.

Ye Ling rolled her eyes, leaned over, and saw that there were several feet of practiced paper in the cabinet. She opened the top one, and saw that every chapter was written with her surname.She couldn't help laughing and said: "You miss me so much, you miss me so much, you come to see me when you miss me. No matter how busy I am, I still have time to eat and sleep with you."

Wen Zhengyu would never admit that she misses Ye Ling.She asked: "Guess why I wrote leaf characters?"

Ye Ling said cheekily, "Miss me."

Wen Zhengyu said: "No, because it is easy to write."

Ye Ling said: "There is no 300 taels of silver here, I understand."

Wen Zhengyu didn't want to talk to Ye Ling.

It's rare that Ye Ling is free these two days, and the invitation has been printed.

Ye Ling stayed at home and wrote invitations with Wen Zhengyu.

Wen Zhengyu had no problem writing with a pen, so Ye Ling accompanied Wen Zhengyu, opened the invitation card for Wen Zhengyu and spread it to Wen Zhengyu's side, letting Wen Zhengyu write slowly.

She was worried that Wen Zhengyu was tired, so she set an alarm clock for Wen Zhengyu and asked her to rest for 45 minutes after writing for 10 minutes.

Ye Ling saw that Wen Zhengyu's handwriting was getting better and better, and said with a smile: "I found that there are quite a lot of careers that are suitable for you. Look, the national pension center and kindergarten are suitable for you. Can you become a calligrapher, painter or Calligraphers are hard to say, but it is enough to open a pen calligraphy training class for elementary school students, and it is no problem to earn living expenses."

Without raising his head, Wen Zhengyu said, "Zhuo Yao alone has an annual salary of 150 million."

Ye Ling hurriedly said, "Pretend I didn't say anything."

Wen Zhengyu finished writing the invitation card in front of him, closed it, raised his head again, glanced at Ye Ling, and swore to himself that in the future, she would get a certificate of first-class calligrapher and painter and paste it on Ye Ling's face.

She is only in her 20s, even if she practiced for another 20 years, if she can get the certificate of a first-class calligrapher and painter, people will have to praise her for being young and promising.

Seeing Wen Zhengyu's gritted teeth, Ye Ling laughed "hehe" and asked, "Did you secretly set a very lofty goal for yourself unconvinced? Is my encouragement useful?"

Wen Zhengyu turned around and continued to write the invitation: If she talks to Ye Ling again, she is crazy.

Ye Ling rested at home for two days and then went to work again.

Mr. Qi Qianshu's birthday is coming up, and Wen Zhengyu spent half a month preparing a birthday gift for him.

Old Mr. Qi Qianshu's birthday has always been very lively, he and his old friends regard his birthday as a party day, as long as they can come, they will come every year.For her master's birthday, she would go there a day or two in advance to help with errands.

On the day when Mr. Qi Qianshu was born, first his sons and grandchildren offered birthday gifts, and then his disciples offered birthday gifts.The old man's children and grandchildren are not prosperous. The total population of his family can be counted in two palms.There are twenty or thirty of Wen Zhengyu's brothers and sisters, and they recruited more apprentices, and the number directly doubled several times.

Mr. Qi Qianshu has many disciples and grandchildren, and they are not particularly outstanding, so they cannot get Mr. Qi to come.

Wen Zhengyu is the youngest apprentice, even if her nephew is much older than her, he has to press behind her when giving gifts.

The news about Wen Zhengyu's injury and dismissal spread among Mr. Qi Qianshu's disciples, and some seniors even came to comfort her.

Mr. Qi Qianshu knows that the young apprentice is stubborn and has a tenacity that ordinary people don't have. He stays at home all day practicing calligraphy and painting behind closed doors. Great hope, very sad, but in order not to hurt the little apprentice, but also thinking about the rewards of God, persevere, maybe if there is still hope, so when I see the little apprentice or make a phone call, I will encourage him.

When it was time for the little apprentice to give the birthday gift, the little apprentice smiled and handed him a set of rolled calligraphy and paintings.

Qi Qianshu thought that Wen Zhengyu went to find antique calligraphy and paintings again, and said, "What are you spending on these?"

Wen Zhengyu said, "No money was spent."

Qi Qianshu asked: "Given by someone else?"

Wen Zhengyu smiled and said, "Look."

Mr. Qi Qianshu unfolded the painting, and the first thing that caught his eye was a vigorous longevity pine.There are many mistakes in this painting, several places are slightly abrupt, and there are even two places where the pen is obviously wrong. There are still many places that are not in place in the details. It can be concluded from the style of painting that this is the handwriting of the little apprentice.

Mr. Qi Qianshu was so excited that his hand holding the painting was trembling. He unfolded the whole painting and saw an inscription on it. The handwriting was neat and steady, with a bit of style. Tree's 78th birthday".

Mr. Qi Qianshu was so excited that he raised his head to look at Wen Zhengyu and said, "Can you draw now?" The date of signature was half a month ago.

Wen Zhengyu said: "It has recovered a bit. When I was painting pine needles, I used a magnifying glass to look at the painting." Appreciating antiques, I used a magnifying glass where I couldn't see clearly.

Mr. Qi Qianshu was speechless at first, then smiled, and scolded with a smile: "Ghostly spirit." He said to Wen Zhengyu: "Don't worry, practice slowly, your skills are here, and you won't be bad if you persist. Your gift, I like it, I like it." His little apprentice calmed down, could bear his temper, and was willing to ponder, so he persisted in painting, and there was still hope.

Wen Zhengyu replied with a smile, very calm.Her paintings could be said to be that of a young painter before, but now her painting standards are not even that of a professional painter. The flaws and errors that seem to be in the slightest are actually nothing.She should start practicing again, to the extent that she can draw.

The dress and wedding dress are ready, and they have to be tried on, and if something doesn't fit, they have to be changed, and if they don't take wedding photos, there will be no time.

Wen Zhengyu called Ye Ling: Come back quickly to take wedding photos.

Ye Ling told her to come back in the morning the day after tomorrow, and asked her to wait at home for her uncle to pick her up.

Wen Zhengyu asked: "Is it the driver of the eight sedan chairs?"

Ye Ling replied with a smile: "If you want to bring eight big sedan chairs to marry me, I am very happy."

Wen Zhengyu hummed twice, not bothering to talk to Ye Ling.

When it was almost eleven o'clock in the morning, Ye Ling came back.

Ye Ling walked into the main courtyard leisurely, and saw Wen Zhengyu sitting in the hall with tea like a watchman, looking at the door, she was instantly happy.

Wen Zhengyu saw Ye Ling first, and then found that Ye Ling had fallen two steps behind and followed a child.

The child is very thin, shorter than Xiao Rongrong, with a birthmark that occupies half of his face, and one leg is a little lame when he walks.

Wen Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, put down his teacup, stood up, and looked at the children.

Ye Ling said to the children: "Minmin, this is Aunt Wen."

Wen Zhengyu glanced at Ye Ling, knelt down in front of the children, and said with a smile, "Don't listen to her nonsense, you are the same as Xiao Rongrong, just call me Sister Zhengyu."

The child looked up at Wen Zhengyu and called out, "Sister Zhengyu."

Ye Ling said with a smile: "Now she takes my surname Ye and calls me godmother." She leaned over to Wen Zhengyu, and teased: "Before I know it, I'm a senior."

Wen Zhengyu: "..."

The kid looked at Wen Zhengyu and then at Ye Ling, not knowing what to call it.

Wen Zhengyu glanced at Ye Ling, and said: "If you don't tell me in advance, you haven't even cleaned up the yard." Fortunately, Wen Shiyi has a ready-made empty yard, which can be accommodated with daily necessities.She stretched out her hand to the child and said, "Come on, I'll show you where you live first, and show you the way." She took the child's hand, dropped Ye Ling, and left.

The child was held by Wen Zhengyu, followed by Wen Zhengyu's side, and kept looking up at Wen Zhengyu. She felt like she was dreaming.She quietly pinched her lower back, it hurt.She asked: "Sister Zheng Yu, am I dreaming?" In the morning, sister Ye Ling suddenly appeared in front of her and asked her if she would like to be adopted.She met sister Ye Ling and the others when Rong Rong was picked up, and later when Rong Rong came to see her, she also talked about them.She didn't even dare to think that the day she would be adopted would be adopted by one of Rongrong's older sisters.She couldn't believe it was true, so she nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes."Later, she followed Sister Ye Ling away.After they got in the car, sister Ye Ling said to her: "From now on, your surname will be Ye, and you will call me godmother." After that, they arrived at the airport, took a private jet through the VIP channel, and then came here again. It's Sister Zhengyu.

Wen Zhengyu said: "It's not a dream, this will be your home from now on."

She took Minmin to familiarize herself with the environment and people at home, and asked Zhan Cheng to clean up the yard where Minmin lived, and then went back to the main hall for lunch.As for Wen Shiyi, whether he died or not, there was no place for him in this family long ago.

After lunch, Xiao Rongrong came, and when she saw Minmin, she gave each other a big hug. The two children seemed to have endless things to say, so Ye Ling asked them to go back to the yard and talk slowly.

Wen Zhengyu and Ye Ling returned to their yard.After she went back to her room to wash up, she asked Ye Ling why she suddenly thought of adopting a child.

Ye Ling said: "Last time you called me and said a few words. I got a general understanding of her situation. She has a good character and conduct, and her IQ is not a problem. Her memory is much stronger than ordinary people, and her cultivation is also a plastic material. I brought it back." She paused, and said, "Old Mr. Lu is also in his eighties, and his physical condition is hard to say. If there is anything wrong with him, Rongrong will have to be taken care of by you. Take Minmin over. The two children have a companion." She slowed down, and said with a feeling: "A child without a father or a mother, with someone to protect and help, life will be much easier."

Wen Zhengyu looked at Ye Ling, and said in a drawn out voice, "There are so many children in the orphanage..."

Ye Ling continued: "Maybe there is only one person who came out to protect someone who is weaker than herself among a group of older children." She said with a little pride: "Although Ye Min has a big birthmark on his face, but Her facial features are very good, and I will help her get surgery to remove the birthmark on her face, and then heal her leg, and train it well, so that she will be more promising than you. I will be an apprentice." She thought about it. Step down, and said: "Let her call me Master, so that she can call you Shi Niang."

Wen Zhengyu: "..." She emphasized: "I will marry you."

Ye Ling said with an innocent face: "That's right, you are my wife, she calls you Shi Niang, no problem, you are not male, so why not call you Shi Dae? Shi Da?"

Wen Zhengyu seriously considered: Should she practice how to bicker with others?