“Son, how can you put ink on your face?” Elliot was not angry when he saw that the couplet was
destroyed.
But looking at Robert’s little black hands, his clothes full of black ink stains, and his mottled little black
face, his brows suddenly wrinkled.
“I haven’t looked at you for a few minutes, why did you get the ink?” Avery walked up to Robert and
undressed him, “How did you get the ink? I didn’t see you crawling on the table.”
Robert understood what his mother said, and pointed his little hand to the side.
On a chair next to it, there was a bottle of ink.
Elliot explained, “I took it out when I was looking for ink, but I forgot to put it in. I don’t blame my son.”
“You are protecting your shortcomings. I don’t know how he unscrewed the cap of the ink bottle.” Avery
took off Robert. After taking off Robert, she immediately took him to take a bath.
Elliot looked at the mess his son created and shook his head.
He don’t know if Hayden was so naughty when he was a child, but Robert was visibly upset.
The next day, Avery and Elliot came to Wesley’s house with their three children as guests.
Avery took out the couplet written by Elliot and showed it to Wesley.
Avery: “Elliot wrote it, isn’t it nice?”
Wesley nodded: “It’s not bad, it looks like that.”
Avery was a little puzzled when she got this evaluation: “Is it just ‘not bad’? I think it’s very good”
Wesley looked at her puzzled expression, pointed to a calligraphy and painting on the wall, and asked,
“What do you think of the calligraphy and painting on the wall?”
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Avery glanced at the wall, and immediately exclaimed: “The clouds and flowing water, the dragon and
the phoenix dance, belongs to the kind of master level that I can’t understand, but it is very powerful at
first glance.”
Wesley: “This is written by my father.”
“Wow! Uncle is so powerful.” Avery’s cheeks were flushed, and she suddenly wanted to take back the
couplet she sent out.
She had known Wesley for so long, and she had never heard him say that his father had such high
attainments in calligraphy.
“What are you talking about?” Nolan came over and asked with a smile.
Avery: “Uncle, Wesley said that the calligraphy and painting on the wall is your work. You are amazing!”
Nolan smiled, “Wesley is better than me. He is not only good at calligraphy, but also very good at
painting. He always wanted to learn art, But I forced him to study medicine.”
Avery: “…”
Elliot stood not far away, listening to all this, so embarrassed that his toes were on the ground.
At the same time, he want to take back the couplet written by Wesley’s arms.
Amateur players squeaked in front of professional players, and were taught a vivid lesson by
professional players.
Today’s dumplings, I’m afraid they won’t taste good.
“Brother Wesley, you are so secretive. If I knew that your calligraphy is so good, I asked you to write
the couplet and send it to us.” Avery said, reaching out and taking back the couplet you sent.
“There is no reason to take back the gift that was sent.” Wesley took it back from the Confederation.
“He wrote it well, and if he has time to practice more in the future, he will improve.”
Nolan immediately understood what happened.
“Elliot, are you interested in calligraphy? Come on, let’s discuss it.” Nolan took Elliot to the study.
Layla immediately followed the them to watch the fun.
Robert also followed.
Shea came over, took the couplet from Wesley’s arms, and opened it.
“My brother’s writing is so beautiful.” Shea praised sincerely, “I want to hang my brother’s words on the
wall.”
Avery couldn’t help laughing: “No, your brother is embarrassing.”
“Then I’ll take it and hang it in my room.” Shea hugged the couplet written by Elliot, like a treasure.
Avery: “Shea, this is hanging on the door.”
Shea: “Then I will take it home and hang it on our door.”
“This is for Wesley.” Avery held back a smile, “Tomorrow I will ask your brother to write more and give it
to you.”
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