Liu Wancheng has good calligraphy and calligraphy. Many people know about it at Jiangshan Machinery Factory. He posted couplets during the New Year in the dormitory area. Many of them knew him did not buy it, but bought red paper to ask him to write it.

But that was a matter of his previous life. Now, not many people know that he can write calligraphy, and even Wu Xiaobo doesn't know. The invitation was printed and was about to contact the Municipal Calligraphy Association to write it. Liu Wancheng knew about it and even beat Wu Xiaobo.

Contact the Calligraphy Association and you are not allowed to pay for your pen. You have nowhere to spend your spare money, right? You can’t write a few words, what are you doing for?

Wu Xiaobo is so angry. Is this skill that I have mastered in a day or two? Mr. Liu is very capable. If you have the ability, please write one and I will read it?

Write it and take a pen!

After Liu Wancheng wrote an invitation, Wu Xiaobo became stunned. He always kept his feelings in secret. At this level, those from the Calligraphy Association are just like this?

The people in the sales department are basically stupid. Who is the person in the calligraphy association? Besides, the calligraphy association writes, will he open a company? Mr. Liu is a versatile talent!

Liu Wancheng was so happy. You follow you Mr. Wu, you can’t learn anything else, and you flatter and be the best in the world! Stop talking nonsense, send the invitations and lists to my office!

When Gao Xiuju entered the door, Liu Wancheng was lying on the desk to play with a brush. When she saw it, she said, "It just so happened that I have made a description and want to write it into big words."

Liu Wancheng took the paper from her hand and looked at it, nodded and agreed. But then asked her: "Did you go to work this morning? Why did you come here to me? What happened?"

Gao Xiuju said: "What can happen? We can't write these big words. I'm here to write this notice?"

Liu Wancheng was a little surprised and looked at her for a long time before asking again: "How did you know that I can write calligraphy?"

Gao Xiuju was stunned. Yes, how did she know that he could write calligraphy?

Seeing that she couldn't answer, Liu Wancheng said seriously: "I have a good memory and I can't be wrong. I'm sure I've never kept you from writing calligraphy, nor have I told you about this."

Gao Xiuju patted her head and thought for a long time, but still didn't know what was going on. She just looked at Liu Wancheng foolishly and said in a confused way: "In my impression, you can write, and it's very well written, and I don't know what's going on."

Liu Wancheng put down the brush in his hand, looked at her and asked, "Xiuju, did we both wear it back that day? But although you are back, you have forgotten everything in your previous life?"

Gao Xiuju glared at him and said, "What are you talking nonsense? What are you talking about? You're just talking nonsense all day long!"

Liu Wancheng asked: "Then, how did you know that I can write calligraphy?"

Gao Xiuju pouted, thought for a long time and shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Liu Wancheng said, "I know. Maybe we are back together. You are confused all day long and you will forget everything in your previous life."

Gao Xiuju was unhappy and said, "You are just confused! I've been no longer confused, so I asked Zhang Jing to correct it."

Liu Wancheng nodded and said, "It makes sense. My wife is not confused at all now. Just because you are not confused and we are together again, you start to remember the past. This is definitely the case!"

Gao Xiuju continued to think hard, but still had no clue. Hearing him say this, he couldn't help but ask: "Then you said, why do I only remember this thing, and why can't I remember anything else?"

Liu Wancheng said, "You should remember the fact that brush calligraphy is a deeper memory. Every year during the Chinese New Year, you will go to the technical department to ask for couplets for your unit. Moreover, the couplets of neighbors in our dormitory area are sometimes embarrassed to bother me, so you will take the initiative to ask me to write them, and you will send them there. Because in your heart, this is the most skill that your husband gives you. So, you will inadvertently remember this matter first."

Gao Xiuju sat on the sofa with her head in her arms, and said with pain for a long time: "Wancheng, I really don't know anything. I don't know why I know you can write calligraphy."

Liu Wancheng hurried over and hugged her and said, "Don't think about it, that's going to be troublesome. Let's let it go. Maybe one day, you suddenly remember it."

Gao Xiuju hurriedly broke away and said, "Be honest! This is in the office. If your assistant comes in later, it will be troublesome when you see it!"

Liu Wancheng had to let go of her and said, "I heard of this kind of amnesia. The more you want to recall, the more you have no impression. Don't think about it, ah?"

Gao Xiuju said angrily: "Can you not think about it? I at least have to know whether what you said is true or false?"

Liu Wancheng said, "Of course it's true, why am I lying to you?" Seeing Gao Xiuju looking at him with a suspicious look, she pressed her hands helplessly and said, "Okay, you continue to think about it here, I'll write a notice for you." She thought that she was doing this life, not as good as the previous life. Xu Jie didn't believe him at all. Now, even her wife began to disbelief.

Then he went back to the desk, turned on the phone, and asked the assistant to get a few pieces of big red papers. General Manager Gao wanted to write a notice!

The assistant went to get big red paper.

Liu Wancheng was sitting behind the desk writing an invitation, while Gao Xiuju sat on the sofa on the side, motionless and didn't know what she was thinking.

Needless to ask, she must be wondering why she knew that Liu Wancheng could write calligraphy.

Why is this happening? Liu Wancheng couldn't make a big deal. There are too many inexplicable things in this world. If you understand everything, you must be exhausted!

He was afraid that Gao Xiuju would get tired of her mind, so he found a way to disturb her thinking and asked her: "Do you drink water? I'll get it for you."

Gao Xiuju shook her head and said, "If you don't drink, I'll make it myself. I'm here for half a year, aren't I the only one serving you?"

Liu Wancheng admitted, "Yes, very right, it's true. But now you are a guest, I can serve you."

Gao Xiuju grinned: "I am your subordinate, not a guest."

Liu Wancheng said casually: "You are still my wife, and I should serve my wife."

Gao Xiuju muttered: "How did I know that you can write calligraphy in a brush? Is it really a past life? Your handwriting is so good, is it really a practice in your past life?"

Liu Wancheng sighed and turned back!

"Isn't it just practiced in my previous life?" He replied casually, "At that time, there was no work in the factory. I worked as the technical section chief. When I had nothing to do, I practiced calligraphy in the office. My calligraphy was also very good."

Gao Xiuju has seen this, but his pen is indeed powerful and powerful, and he is flying and flying. However, she really can't remember the calligraphy of the brush.

Liu Wancheng took the time to look at her, and then disturbed her thinking and said, "Actually, the good writing of the brush was the most insignificant thing I thought at that time. At that time, there was no work in the factory, the salary was so low, and you were off duty again, and life was really difficult. I can go out to make money, keep you white and fat, and pay you pension insurance. What I feel is the most proud of, but you have never praised me for this."

Gao Xiuju finally made him unable to continue making trouble. She looked at him pitifully and said resentfully: "Wancheng, don't think about the past anymore, okay? I really don't remember the past. If I really did that, I apologize to you too. I am not your wife now, so I have been punished, right?"

Liu Wancheng smiled at her and said, "Okay, we don't want to, you don't want to do it anymore, okay?"

Gao Xiuju nodded and said, "Okay."

The assistant made a big red paper, and Liu Wancheng wrote a notice for Gao Xiuju and handed it over to her. Seeing that she was still in a state of dismay, she was worried that she would drive back alone.

"Or what if I'll find someone to drive you back?" he asked her.

Gao Xiuju insisted on driving back by herself. Liu Wancheng asked her to call him back, and she agreed.

When Gao Xiuju left, Liu Wancheng felt a little regretful. He reminded her to think about all the messes? She was so confused that she was confused. Now, what if she was confused on the road?

But he also wondered, did Gao Xiuju really wear it back? Otherwise, how could she know that she could write calligraphy?

The two of them quarreled at that time, and Gao Xiuju was sitting in the living room and crying, and then she fell asleep in the bedroom in a daze.

When he opened his eyes again, Han Suyun stood in front of him.

If the time and space disorder occurred in the house they lived in at that time, maybe even Gao Xiuju would have brought it up and put it back.

But why didn’t she remember anything before? The afternoon she came back should have been working hours in the afternoon.

Gao Xiuju has nothing to do in the office, and she rarely goes to work on time. At that time, she should have taken a nap at home and didn't wake up. This silly girl is just a good sleep!

Could it be that when she was sleeping, she would remember nothing when she woke up? No, when she came back, she was sleeping. Han Suyun woke him up. How could he have memories?

Maybe, when she came back that day, she was riding a bicycle on her way to work. Suddenly, she was shocked and fell down her bicycle, making herself stupid?

Well, if you have time, I have to help her recall where she was at that time that day at noon!

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out why. Later, I simply didn't think about it. How could he, a mortal, understand what God has done to do?

Gao Xiuju was really obedient and called him when she arrived at school. He knew that she had arrived safely, so he felt relieved and stopped thinking about it. He wrote his invitation again.

At about noon, Xu Jie came over and asked him what to eat for lunch. He was writing an invitation and answered casually: "Garlic glutinous meat."

Xu Jie looked at him for a while and said, "I have asked all the fast food restaurants around me that no one can cook this dish."

Liu Wancheng was stunned for a while, and then he realized that he was talking about bald mouth. The garlic glutinous meat was a dish invented by his wife Gao Xiuju.

He changed his words and said, "Stir fried meat with garlic shoots?"

Xu Jie stood there and asked him, "Gaoxiu's garlic and fried meat is well made. If you are greedy, I will tell her and ask her to come to our house another day and make it for you to eat alone?"

Xu Jie had something to say. Liu Wancheng pretended not to hear it, and tried to answer her in a calm tone and said, "Is that so? I think it's average, it's not as delicious as I cook."

Xu Jie said: "So, are you the two of you teaching her or you?"

Liu Wancheng looked up at her and asked, "What?"

Xu Jie said: "The garlic is so swelling."

Liu Wancheng sniffed and said, "Who bought the vinegar from the house? Where did it come from such a big sour smell?"

Xu Jie smiled faintly and said, "I've beaten my jealous jar."

Liu Wancheng nodded: "Well, it's my wife who dares to act."
Chapter completed!