As the Chinese New Year approaches, the little Yuncheng also seems very lively. Migrant workers from other places return to their hometowns and are busy buying New Year's goods. The streets and alleys are crowded. Only at this time of the year can Yuncheng have such a lively scene.

Every household is buying New Year’s goods and posting couplets, and the same is true for villas on the mountainside.

Since Tian Ling'er came back from fighting Han Sanqian, she would go to the mountainside villa to play almost every day, looking like she had already regarded the mountainside villa as her own home.

Su Yingxia and Shi Jing returned home after purchasing and counting things.

All kinds of nuts and candies are prepared for eating after the New Year’s Eve dinner to prepare for the party.

"Sanqian, this year's couplets, you might as well write them." At this time, Yan Jun said to Han Sanqian with a smile.

When Su Yingxia, who was counting things, heard this, she asked Yan Jun with surprise: "Grandpa Yan, can Sanqian even write couplets?"

"Of course." Yan Jun smiled proudly and said, "He has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child. All the couplets of the Han family are from him."

"This is the only thing I can participate in during the New Year at the Han family, and I can't let Nangong Qianqiu know." Han Sanqian said bitterly. In previous years, Yan Jun arranged these things secretly, which made Han Sanqian feel a sense of participation in the New Year.

"Brother, are there anything you can't do? You can even write calligraphy?" Tian Ling'er approached Han Sanqian and asked curiously.

"If you don't know, there will be more people. For example, I'm worried about how to drive you home. Didn't I think of a good reason?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Tian Ling'er muttered her cherry mouth, walked to Su Yingxia, held Su Yingxia's hand intimately and said, "Sister Yingxia, look at him, and you still want to drive me away. Please teach me a lesson."

Su Yingxia was amused and crying. This little girl was so eccentric that she would ask for help whenever she suffered a loss from Han Sanqian.

"Okay, I'll help you teach him a lesson later." Su Yingxia said.

Tian Ling'er raised her head to Han Sanqian with a proud look on her face, full of provocation.

Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly. Su Yingxia helped the girl, and he had no choice.

"Since you are idle, cut paper, which is also a contribution." Han Sanqian asked Tian Ling'er.

"Okay, but you have to give me two couplets. The couplet written by Han Sanqian is hanging at his doorstep. How long is it?" Tian Ling'er said with a smile.

When all the preparations were ready, the moment Han Sanqian picked up the pen, everyone in the family put down what they were doing and walked aside to watch.

Except for Yan Jun, no one has ever seen Han Sanqian write.

The one who was most curious at this moment was Shi Jing. She used to think that the couplets at home were written by Yan Jun himself, but she didn't expect that all of this was done by Han Sanqian. She still remembered that the couplets were neatly fonts, which seemed to be written by a master, so she was a little doubtful whether Han Sanqian could really do it.

Han Sanqian, who had not started writing for a long time, took a deep breath and walked on the bright red paper one by one. This scene once again made Su Yingxia fall into Han Sanqian's charm.

Unexpectedly, Han Sanqian picked up the pen and was so masterful, which was fascinating.

Tian Ling'er grew up with a small mouth, a silver hook, and a wonderful brushwork. This is an adjective she could think of.

A couplet was completed in one go, making people dazzled.

"I haven't started writing for so many years, and I'm still a little unfamiliar with my skills. Let's do it again." Yan Jun said to Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian removed the newly completed couplet without hesitation. This was Yan Jun’s strict requirement for him. When he was a child, Han Sanqian didn’t know how much paper was wasted. This moment gave Han Sanqian the feeling that he felt as if he had returned to the past.

As long as there is a flaw in one word, Yan Jun will ask him to start over.

"Isn't this good? Don't want it, keep it for me." Tian Ling'er quickly carefully collected the couplet written by Han Sanqian, for fear of any damage.

"I'll give you a better one later." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Tian Ling'er was as if she had a treasure and said, "For me, this is the best, I want it."

Han Sanqian was excited again, and his writing was as agile as a shocking dragon. This time, there was no stagnation. One stroke was completed, whether it was neat or complete, it was obviously better than before.

But Yan Jun was still dissatisfied with it and asked Han Sanqian to come again. Even Shi Jing could not bear such a harsh request.

Finally, after several proficiency, Han Sanqian's brushwork met Yan Jun's requirements, and at this time he was already sweating profusely.

Seeing this, Su Yingxia quickly wiped the sweat from Han Sanqian's forehead.

"Grandpa Yan, you are so strict, I will settle the score with you if you are exhausted." Su Yingxia said to Yan Jun.

Yan Jun was so amused that he could not have been trained by Han Sanqian since he was a child because of his strict requirements. How could Han Sanqian have the tough heart today?

However, it is natural for Su Yingxia to feel sorry for Han Sanqian, after all, she is a couple.

"There are not many opportunities in the future. I have to take advantage of the opportunity to make things difficult for him as soon as possible." Yan Jun said.

At this time, Shi Jing, who was standing aside, sighed. It was precisely because of Yan Jun’s strict requirements that Han Sanqian is as outstanding as today. Han Jun has been spoiled by Nangong Qianqiu since he was a child. How could his ability be compared with Han Sanqian?

If Han Jun had done this, he would have turned against him long ago.

"You can paste it after the ink is dry." Han Sanqian said with satisfaction.

"Brother, where is me... mine?" Tian Ling'er secretly pulled the corner of Han Sanqian's clothes and said weakly.

"Didn't you already take it just now?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Tian Ling'er moved very quickly, kneading the couplets in her hand into a ball, throwing them directly into the trash can, and saying, "Is there any? Where is it? I didn't take it."

Only Tian Ling'er can do this in public. Moreover, her actions will not arouse others' disgust, but instead she will laugh.

"Okay, I'll write it for you right away." Han Sanqian said happily.

After writing the couplet, Tian Ling'er did nothing and kept waiting next to the couplet for the ink to dry, as if she was afraid that she would be snatched away.

After the ink was dried, Tian Ling'er couldn't wait to take it home.

The Tian family is still very lively, and all the relatives gather together to discuss New Year's Eve activities this year.

After Tian Ling'er came back, Tian Changsheng smiled and said, "I thought you had forgotten your home. Come quickly. We are discussing the activities on New Year's Eve this year. It used to be your proposal. Without you, we wouldn't be able to pay attention."

Tian Ling'er is not expecting the event at all, because she has no plans to spend it at home. After having the New Year's Eve dinner, she has already decided to go to the villa on the mountainside.

"Grandpa, come and show you something good." Tian Ling'er said with a mysterious look on her face.

Tian Changsheng frowned in confusion. The things in Tian Ling'er's hand were like couplets, which was considered a good thing.

When Ling'er spread the couplets flat on the table, she said proudly: "Grandpa, how about this couplet?"

Tian Changsheng's eyes lit up. The couplet was obviously handwritten by hand, which was very different from the printed products sold on the street.

"Tian Ling'er, isn't it just a couplet? It's not a good thing." One day's junior said with a disappointed look on his face.

Tian Ling'er glared at the man and said, "If you don't understand, don't open your mouth."

"Grandpa, do you think this word is well written?" Tian Ling'er couldn't wait to ask Tian Changsheng.

"The writing is indeed good, the writing is strong, and it is done in one go. The font is neat. It takes years of writing skills to achieve it. You won't want to lie to me, this is what you wrote." Tian Changsheng said.

"I would have written such good words, I'd better have it written by me myself." Tian Ling'er said.

"Han Sanqian!" Tian Changsheng looked surprised. Han Sanqian actually wrote such good writing, which really surprised him.

"Of course, who is so powerful except my brother?" Tian Ling'er said proudly.

Tian Changsheng couldn't help but hold the couplet in his hand and admired it carefully, and he exclaimed and praised words one after another. Some people who looked down on this couplet before also put away their disdainful expressions.
Chapter completed!