This piece of writing is obviously old, and if you look closely, you can see that the rice paper is slightly yellowed.However, the words "Mountains stand upright, Jing Xing Xingzhi" have not faded with the years, and they are still strong and powerful.

"I wrote it to Jing Xing when he was born." Seeing that Shen Qingxi had been staring at the words, Wei Lao explained aloud.

Shen Qingxi had already guessed it, because there was Lu Jingxing's name in this painting.Or, Lu Jingxing's name came from this word.

'Looking up at the high mountains, stopping at the sights' is also the expectation of the elders for the younger generations.

"Grandpa is indeed a master of calligraphy. This calligraphy is simple and vigorous, which fully embodies the essence of Wei style." Although Shen Qingxi was suspected of being flattering, she was telling the truth. Old Wei is indeed a master of calligraphy, and his calligraphy is also priceless. ask for.

After hearing Shen Qingxi's words, Old Wei's eyes lit up.Shen Qingxi could tell that he wrote Wei style characters, obviously he was an expert. "Little girl has learned calligraphy?"

"It's just superficial." Shen Qingxi said humbly.

She was quite lively when she was a child, and Xu Yan'an felt that she was too eccentric, and she didn't know who said that practicing calligraphy could improve one's self-cultivation, so she specially hired a calligraphy teacher with a high salary to teach her how to write calligraphy.

Shen Qingxi's regular script, official script, and Wei script are all very good.

Old Wei seemed to be in a good mood, picked up the wolf brush on the shelf and handed it to Shen Qingxi, asking her to write a few words.

Shen Qingxi didn't refuse, and seriously wrote a few words on the rice paper, also in Wei style, and wrote Lu Jingxing's name.

After all, Shen Qingxi is young, and a girl's wrist strength is also limited.Her handwriting is not as grand as Wei Lao's, but she also has her own style.

Elder Wei nodded with great satisfaction, feeling that Shen Qingxi's "understand the superficial" just now was really modest.

"Your word is like a person, you are a good little daughter-in-law." Wei Lao looked at Lu Jingxing and praised with a smile.

Lu Jingxing curled his lips into a slight smile, and there was warmth in the corners of his eyes and brows.His girl is naturally good.

When Lu Jingxing and Shen Qingxi came out of Wei Lao's study room, it was already dark.

Lu Jingxing's room was on the third floor. The two rooms were converted into a suite. The outside was the living room, and the inside was the master bedroom, which was equipped with a bathroom.

The Wei family had reserved this room since they moved to J City to settle down. Although Lu Jingxing lived in it a handful of times over the years, Mr. Wei still had the room cleaned every day, and the bedding was changed regularly.

Although they lived alone on the third floor, they were in Wei's house after all. According to Lu Jingxing's rare rules, the two hugged each other and fell asleep peacefully.

Shen Qingxi didn't have the habit of acknowledging the bed, so she slept comfortably in Lu Jingxing's arms.

On a rare day when she went to bed early and got up early, when Shen Qingxi woke up, the seat beside her was empty.

The room was extremely quiet, except for the occasional sound of two birds chirping outside the window.

Shen Qingxi sat up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and subconsciously called out, "Lu Jingxing." But there was no response.

Shen Qingxi lifted the quilt and got out of bed, first walked into the bathroom, washed up briefly, combed her hair, and then walked out of the room.

She was not familiar with the Lu family, and she didn't dare to wander around, but just went downstairs along the solid wooden stairs.

Shen Qingxi had just turned the corner of the stairs when she heard voices coming from the living room on the first floor.

Wei Ran said in a casual tone: "Why do you always look bitter and bitter every time we meet? If you don't want to see me, I'll leave right away."

Lu Jingxing's voice was always indifferent and cold: "No need, this is not my house." The implication is that he has no right to drive people away.

Based on Shen Qingxi's understanding of Lu Jingxing, if he really wanted Wei Ran to leave, he would silently acquiesce.But now, Lu Jingxing obviously didn't mean what he said.

There was a brief silence in the living room, and the atmosphere was slightly deadlocked.

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