After giving way to my husband's sweetheart

Her husband always said that she was stupid, but Luo thought that her husband was stupider than her. Normally, she would have argued with her husband, but today she learned that her husband cared about her daughter, so she was in a good mood and refused to argue with her. He calculated.

Luo Shi glared at her husband and said, "Chu Ge doesn't know this yet. Since you have sent spies over there, I will simply write a letter to Chu Ge and ask the spies to find a way to hand it over to Chu Ge."

Luo Shi only knew that her daughter was in Shu, but did not know her specific residence, so she wanted to send a letter to her daughter in the past, but it was not possible. Now that she knows that Sima Zhengren sent someone there, Luo Shi's letter can finally be sent. Gave it to my daughter.

When Sima Zhengren heard this, he frowned and said: "I was also worried about my daughter's situation, so I sent people over there. Now everything is fine in Chu Ge. I will let the people over there come back in a while. Where? I can also send you a message.”

"What's the problem? You wait until this letter is sent to Chu Ge. When Chu Ge knows what's going on at home, she can feel free to contact me in the future. By then, if you let the people over there come back, the people on the left and right have already We’ve been sent over, so what’s the harm in staying there for a few more days.”

Before her husband could speak, Luo said with a dull face: "I don't care, anyway, you have to find a way to deliver the letter to your daughter."

Because the rift between husband and wife was gone, Luo finally regarded Sima Zhengren as her husband. Her behavior seemed a bit pampering and arrogant.

Sima Zhengren glanced at his wife's coquettish look, and he felt indescribably comfortable in his heart, and hurriedly agreed: "It's not a big deal. Since Madam insists on this, I will just ask the people over there to deliver the letter. "

Seeing that her husband agreed, Luo immediately ordered someone to prepare pen and ink. She sat down in front of the case, picked up the pen and couldn't wait to write a letter to her daughter.

Sima Zhengren sat aside calmly, raised his eyes and glanced at his wife's beautiful hairpin in small regular script. He smiled and praised: "The word "Madam" can be said to be the number one among women."

Luo Shi raised her eyes and glared at her husband, then continued to immerse herself in the letter, and replied: "What does my word mean? You have never seen my brother's word, so that's what counts."

Sima Zhengren replied: "My uncle is a great scholar who is famous all over the world. How can others compare to his handwriting? However, for a woman of my generation to be able to write such words, in my opinion, it is already unmatched."

The Sima family values ​​martial arts, and none of the men are good at writing, but people tend to be more curious and admiring about the areas they are not good at.

This is the main reason why Sima Zhengren, a martial artist, likes Luo, a woman who is well-read in poetry and books.

Sima Zhengren looked at the good words written by his wife, and his eyes filled with envy. Thinking that such a talented woman was his own woman, he felt even more proud.

Luo Shi wrote the letter home in one go. She looked up and saw her husband looking at her handwriting in a daze. She smiled faintly at Sima Zhengren and said casually: "I have been married to you for so many years, and I have never seen your handwriting. .”

As a general, Sima Zhengren naturally cannot be blind, but he can only read military books. As for calligraphy, how can he be seen by others?

After listening to his wife's words, he shook his head like a rattle and replied hurriedly: "The word "husband" cannot be compared with the word "wife".

When Luo saw her usually majestic husband showing such timidity, she suddenly felt like teasing him.

Luo Shi had evil thoughts, but she didn't show it on her face at all. She said slowly to her husband: "People always have things they are good at and things they are not good at. My husband is a general on horseback, and it is normal for him to be poor at writing. We are husband and wife. Even if my husband's handwriting is not good enough, how can I still laugh at you?"

After saying that, Luo stood up and walked to her husband, raised her hand and took his hand, with a hint of begging: "Come on, just write two words."

Sima Zhengren was very reluctant at first, but when his wife's little hand pulled him, his whole body went numb. The words of rejection were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say it out.

"Write just write. I have walked through mountains and seas of fire for my husband. I have never seen any battles before, and I am afraid that I will not be able to write two words."

Sima Zhengren said two heroic words, as if to cheer himself up.

After gathering up the courage, he sat in front of the case, took the wolf hair from his wife, glanced at the white paper in front of him, looked up at his wife again, and asked, "What word does Madam want to read?" Luo Shi I was used to seeing my husband wielding knives and guns, but this was the first time I saw him holding a pen. It looked really awkward.

She frowned slightly and replied casually: "Husband, just write two random words."

Sima Zhengren adjusted his posture and replied: "Then I will write your boudoir name."

Luo's maiden name is Jiajia.

She nodded and said yes.

Sima Zhengren was dedicated to showing off in front of his wife. Although he knew that his calligraphy was not good, he tried his best to write.

After he finished writing the last stroke, he looked at it for a while, then held it to his wife and asked, "Madam, what do you think?"

Luo Shi took the paper and almost couldn't help laughing.

This kind of calligraphy was even better than this when she was five years old.

She really regretted letting him call her boudoir, it was a waste of it.

Seeing a slight look of disgust on his wife's face, Sima Zhengren made amends for himself and said: "You have too many strokes in the word "boudoir", so I don't have a good book. Please watch me write my own name."

With that said, Sima Zhengren took the piece of paper from his wife's hand and carefully wrote the word "Ren" next to the word "Jia" just now.

The thing a person is best at writing should be his or her own name. Luo Shi thought he could write this word better, but after reading his husband's handwriting, he couldn't help it anymore and finally laughed.

Sima Zhengren glanced at his wife who was smiling wildly, his face darkened, and he said with displeasure: "You promised not to laugh at me."

Luo Shi quickly suppressed her laughter. Although her face was no longer smiling, her shoulders were still shaking slightly.

He was still the general of the world's soldiers and horses. How could he write in such ugly words? Coupled with the way he refused to admit defeat and insisted on writing seriously, Luo couldn't help but laugh.

"stop laughing?"

Sima Zhengren put down his pen, with a hint of grievance in his tone.

Seeing this, Luo quickly comforted her husband and said, "I broke my promise, please don't be upset."

As she said that, she walked up to her husband, put the pen into his hand again, then held his rough big hand, and said gently: "My husband's handwriting is not good because you don't have the basic skills to write." Skill."

"You have to use such force." Luo Shi held her husband's big hand in her delicate hand and slowly wrote on the paper.

"Look, it's much better if it's written like this." Luo pointed to the words in the new book and showed them to her husband.

Sima Zhengren only felt that the hand held by his wife was numb. After a while, his whole body became numb. How could he bother to practice calligraphy? He only briefly glanced at the calligraphy his wife had brought him to read, and his eyes Then he couldn't help but drifted to the window. Seeing that it was finally dark, he turned to his wife and said, "It's already dark, let's go to bed."