Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 471 Threat (2)

Huo Yichen was wearing a black mid-length woolen coat. He looked good in black, showing his mature charm.

When the two walked together, they unexpectedly looked like they were in couples' attire.

He also picked out her clothes, and Mu Geunge liked today's outfit quite a bit.

Both of them were wearing a hat and a pair of glasses, and Mu Geunge even covered half of his face with a scarf.

In view of the fact that the two of them frequently made the headlines of major newspapers recently, they were probably already well-known, so they had to hide it in order to avoid unnecessary troubles if they appeared so openly.

However, both of them are people with outstanding temperament. Although their exquisite appearance is concealed, they still attract many people's attention when they walk together like this.

Fortunately, no one recognized the two.

The two went to different places to choose what they needed, most of which seemed to be Huo Yichen's choice, he would ask her opinion after he made the choice, some would take them all, and some would only take the part that she looked at a few more times.

After a while, a lot of time has passed, and a lot of things have been picked.

Suddenly, Mu Geunge seemed to have thought of something, and tugged Huo Yichen who was about to change places again.The latter stopped and turned around to ask silently.

"Don't you need to buy something for the family?" Her family is not the Furong Garden where they live.

Huo Yichen naturally heard it too.If it is Furong Garden, they are picking it at the moment, so there is no need for the wife to ask.Asking like this and still being so cautious, there is only the old house.

I have to go back on New Year's Day, so I can't miss the Spring Festival.

It is the most traditional festival, and it is a time for family reunion.

"No need." He hugged his wife and walked towards the predetermined place again, "Just prepare some more red envelopes then."

Since it is a festival, it is impossible to prepare nothing.

Red envelope!

Red envelopes during the Spring Festival are the most appropriate.

When I was young, children were looking forward to celebrating the Spring Festival. Isn't it because besides delicious food, there are also red envelopes.

It was almost noon after the two of them picked up all the things he had planned.

Mu Zhenge wanted to help him share the big bags full, but was dodged.

"I'll be tired." He said in a low voice, holding the bags in one hand, and holding on to the other hand, taking care to avoid her being bumped by passing customers on the way.That kind of carefulness made her soft-hearted.

The driver had already driven the car out, she got in the car first, and he put the things in the trunk first, and when the car started, Mu Zhenge suddenly exclaimed, "What happened."

Huo Yichen suddenly heard his wife exclaiming in surprise, and thought something happened, so he immediately asked: "What's wrong?"

Mu Ge: "I just bought window grilles but I seem to have forgotten to buy Spring Festival couplets."

"No hurry." Huo Yichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was a big deal, he pondered for a moment, then said again, "We write it ourselves."

Write it yourself?
The significance is extraordinary, far more commemorative than buying.

Mu Geunge nodded.

Huo Yichen took her hand, played with it casually, mentioned that he was writing Spring Festival couplets, and asked on a whim: "Can Jinge know calligraphy?"

His wife has beautiful handwriting, just as someone said that seeing handwriting is like seeing a person, and her handwriting is like her own person.But brush calligraphy is different from hard-tipped calligraphy, not that hard-tipped calligraphy is good, but brush calligraphy is also good.

"My mother taught me when I was a child." Mu Yu is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so she would teach Mu Gege some when she was young, and she paid special attention to practicing calligraphy.

Nowadays, except for the 12-year education that requires writing, now all rely on intelligence at all times, no matter whether the font is good-looking or not, but the older you are, the fewer characters you can write.

Mu Yu didn't like her to be that kind of person, so she was asked to practice calligraphy when she was very young, both hard-tipped and calligraphy.

But then something happened to Mu Yu, and all the heavy burdens fell on her shoulders. She had given up writing with a brush for many years, and now I don't know if it is good or not?
"My wife's hands are so beautiful, she must look good holding a brush." ​​He pulled her hand to him and looked at it, and even kissed her in the middle of it.It would be fine if there were only two of them, just let him do it.But at the moment there was a third person in the car, with such words and actions, Mu Geunge didn't know how many times she could accompany him to throw people away.

The man said that she looked good with a brush, and when she returned, she ordered Mama Zhang to bring someone to pack up the things in the car, while he dragged him directly to the study.

Mu Zhenge knew that there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones in his study all the time, but he had never seen him use them in the three years of marriage, and Mu Zhenge thought it was just arty.

But seeing his extremely proficient ink research, his eyes were stained with surprise.

Researching ink is also extremely particular, and every movement of his is extremely standard.

"Are you good at it?" That kind of gesture is called professional.

"I was temperamental when I was young, and my dad would ask me to study ink while I was writing to hone my character." Huo Yichen said lightly, and mentioned his deceased parents without showing too much emotion
After Huo Yichen studied the ink, he went to fetch several Zhengdan papers, spread them out, pressed them with an inkstone, took a brush, dipped it in the ink, and handed it to her, "Try?"

Mu Ge came to the center of the desk, looked at the writing brush he handed over, took it hesitantly, stared at the table, hesitated for a moment and did not write.

I haven't written for many years, and I'm a little unconfident after all.

"The spring yin dove outside the building is calling for the rain." Suddenly, a low-pitched and very magnetic sex appeal came from my ear. She turned her head slightly, and Mu Geunge met his warm eyes, and her slightly impetuous heart calmed down. Led by his voice, he walked slowly and powerfully on the paper, and every one of them appeared like a dragon on the paper.

How to say?
Although it is something practiced in childhood, it may have penetrated deep into the bones. The handwriting is not ugly and cannot be compared with everyone's, but it is more than enough to paste in your own courtyard.

The wife only said that she had practiced it when she was a child. When she saw the brush calligraphy written by her wife, Mu Zhenge was amazed.

Xu Shi didn't have much hope at first, so when the result far exceeded expectations, the surprise was particularly strong.

As he was writing, Mu Jin singer seemed to be writing smoothly, he was still reading, and she also wrote them out one by one in a dignified and calm manner, and actually wrote several copies in one breath.

After he laid out the paper again, Mu Zhenge handed the brush to him, "I can't write by myself, you can also write a few pairs."

Xu Shi was aroused, looking at the passable words, Mu Geange thought about pasting every door in the Furong Garden.

And this kind of thing, the cooperation between the two is more flavorful.

Huo Yichen did not refuse, took the writing brush from his wife, and did not forget to order, "Pour a cup of tea." That posture was quite a bit of a family style.

Mu Ge looked at it, raising her eyebrows secretly.This character has not been written yet, but the posture is quite sufficient.

(End of this chapter)