Early on Saturday morning, when Lin Chaoyang went to work, he took a scroll and went out. Tao Yushu asked, "What do you do with this at work?"

"You don't understand!" Lin Chaoyang smiled mysteriously at her.

Tao Yushu thought for a moment and knew what he was going to do, "You're not trying to flatter my dad, are you?"

"Vulgar! How can I call this flattering? I'm asking dad to taste it!"

Tao Yushu's eyes flashed with a smile.

After get off work, Lin Chaoyang came to Tao's house. When he entered, Tao Yucheng looked at the scroll he was holding and asked, "Chaoyang, what is this?"

"I went to the store to buy paintings a few days ago and happened to see a painting with good calligraphy. I asked my dad to help me take a look."

Tao Yucheng was full of curiosity when he heard this, and followed Lin Chaoyang into Tao's father's bedroom.

At this moment, Tao's father was reading a book with his reading glasses on, "Dad, Chaoyang has brought you something good!"

Father Tao took off his reading glasses and asked with a smile: "What good thing is it?"

Lin Chaoyang slowly unfolded the scroll, and Tao's father put on his reading glasses to take a closer look.

"Shen Yinmo's words!"

Shen Yinmo was born in 1883. He studied in Japan in his early years and later served as professor of Yenching University and president of Peking University. He was famous for his calligraphy. In the early years of the Republic of China, he and Yu Youren were known as "Southern Shenbeiyu" in calligraphy circles. In the 1940s, he was

There is a saying that "the South sinks to the North and Wu sinks".

After the 1950s, his calligraphy skills reached a great level, and Mr. Xu Pingyu said that he "surpassed the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and entered the four schools of the Song Dynasty without any shame".

Professor Xie Zhiliu, leader of the Forbidden City appraisal team, believes that his calligraphy: "Over the past hundreds of years, there have been many calligraphers, but no one has surpassed him."

The calligraphy that Lin Chaoyang brought was a poem written by Shen Yinmo himself. The title of the poem is "Miscellaneous Poems in the Qiu Ming Room": I rarely read Fu Weng's poems, and every time I read them, I will laugh. I have learned a lot late, but I still feel ashamed that I have never heard the Tao. Very few

For thousands of years, I cherished this man's arms. His emotions were beyond words, his sorrow was profound and his words were wonderful.

"Miscellaneous Poems of the Qiu Ming Room" is written in regular script, and Shen Yinmo's calligraphy is based on the two kings. The calligraphy style is solemn yet lively, the method is rigorous, and the line skills are first-class.

Father Tao observed it carefully for a long time, with a look of joy on his face, and said after thinking: "Qing, Jun, graceful, graceful, Shen Yinmo's regular script is great!"

Tao Yucheng on the side looked at it for a while but didn't see anything interesting. He just felt that the writing was really beautiful.

"Where did this word come from?" Tao's father asked.

"I bought it from the Forbidden City Service Department. They sell calligraphy and paintings now."

"Are Shen Yinmo's calligraphy also for sale?"

Father Tao was a little unhappy when he heard this.

Lin Chaoyang said truthfully: "Fu Baoshi, Li Keran, Wu Zuoren, Qi Gong...these calligraphy and paintings are all sold, and they are all for foreign guests. However, foreigners don't really recognize these things, but are more interested in handicrafts."

When Tao's father heard this, he sighed and said, "A pearl cast in secret is a waste of natural resources!"

Lin Chaoyang said with a smile: "There are too many works of modern calligraphers and painters in existence, so this situation is understandable. In another thirty to fifty years, it probably won't be like this anymore."

Father Tao nodded, agreeing with his statement.

Lin Chaoyang slowly rolled up the scroll and put it on Father Tao's desk, "You usually love to write. If you look at Shen Yinmo's handwriting more carefully, maybe you will be blessed with your soul and your skills will be further improved."

"Just take a look and take it back."

"I don't know calligraphy. Wouldn't it be useless to let me go blind?"

If Lin Chaoyang gave him something else, Tao's father would probably reject it without even thinking about it. But what Lin Chaoyang gave him was Shen Yinmo's calligraphy, which just tickled Tao's father's itch, so his will to refuse was not firm.

Tao Yucheng looked at his father's expression and said, "Dad, this is Chaoyang's wish, just accept it."

"Yes, Dad. Look at Shen Yinmo's character. He is upright and gentle, which complements your personality perfectly!" Lin Chaoyang said.

Tao Yucheng took a deep look at Lin Chaoyang, brother-in-law, it's over.

Tao's father was delighted when he saw the hunting intention. He was not firm in his will at first, but after being persuaded by the two of them, he no longer held back and accepted the calligraphy.

"Hey, Dad, Shen Yinmo and you are half colleagues, right?" Tao Yucheng asked.

"When he was at Yanda, I hadn't even gone to college yet, so I had never met him," Tao's father said.

"oh."

After sending the words, Tao Yucheng and Lin Chaoyang came out of the room.

"Chaoyang, didn't you say that the calligraphy and paintings in the Forbidden City were all sold to foreign guests? How did you buy them?"

"Wouldn't it be enough to find a 'foreign guest'?" Lin Chaoyang chuckled.

"How can it still be like this!" Tao Yucheng suddenly realized.

At this time Tao's mother came out of the kitchen, and Tao Yucheng said to her: "Mom, Chaoyang gave Dad a calligraphy, a calligraphy by Shen Yinmo."

"You're so good, why are you sending me a message?" Tao's mother asked in confusion.

"I went to buy paintings and happened to see Shen Yinmo's calligraphy on it. I thought, Dad loves to write!"

Mother Tao nodded slightly, with a pleased look on her face, "Chaoyang is interested."

Tao Yumo, who was supervising Tao Xiwen's homework, asked: "Brother-in-law, does Shen Yinmo get a lot of money for his calligraphy?"

"Not much money." Lin Chaoyang said perfunctorily.

He walked over and placed a colorful square on the desk, which immediately caught Tao Xiwen's attention.

"Rubik's Cube!" Tao Xiwen shouted excitedly and immediately grabbed it.

A cubic plastic toy has six faces with six colors. Each face is composed of nine cubes. See who can change the six faces to the same color in the shortest time.

Since this year, such educational and interesting toys have become popular among Chinese teenagers overnight.

Tao Xiwen was happily playing with the Rubik's Cube in his hand, and he didn't even bother to do his homework. Tao Xiwu on the other side looked at his brother's new toy eagerly, his eyes filled with envy.

Lin Chaoyang took out another identical Rubik's Cube from his pocket and said, "Here!"

Tao Xiwu smiled happily and started tinkering with the Rubik's Cube.

"Brother-in-law~" Tao Yumo complained. She was supervising her two nephews' homework. How could they do their homework when Lin Chaoyang interfered with her like this?

"How old are you now? I don't have any gifts." Lin Chaoyang joked.

Tao Yumo said angrily: "Did I mean that?"

Zhao Li walked into the room, saw the Rubik's Cube in the hands of her two sons, and said to Lin Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, I've cost you money."

"Sister-in-law, we are all part of the same family, why are you being so polite? I happened to be in town that day and saw a store selling some."

Zhao Li shouted at her two sons again: "You two, do you want to thank uncle? It's not polite!"

The two brothers had already forgotten about the Rubik's Cube just now. When their mother said this, they said obediently, "Thank you, uncle!"

Lin Chaoyang smiled and said: "You're welcome, let's play!"

Tao Yushu had just arrived home at this time. Seeing Lin Chaoyang making the whole family happy with gifts, she also had a smile on her face.

Tao Yucheng asked her secretly, "Chaoyang gave Dad a painting of Shen Yinmo's calligraphy. Do you know how much it costs?"

The calligraphy and paintings were bought from the Forbidden City. After buying them, Lin Chaoyang handed all the receipts to Tao Yushu. With her character, she had to count them one by one, so she knew the price of the calligraphy and paintings that Lin Chaoyang bought.

"Which one?" Tao Yushu asked.

""Miscellaneous Poems in the Qiu Ming Room"."

Tao Yushu said: "It cost eighty-five yuan."

"Foreign exchange coupons." She emphasized again.

"Hiss~" Tao Yucheng took a breath, "Chaoyang really spent a lot of money to flatter dad!"

She said that her husband was flattering, but she was not happy to hear others say that. Tao Yushu gave her brother a roll of the eyes.

"It's called flattering when someone gives you something? Then why don't you flatter me too!"

Tao Yucheng said with a smile: "I don't have any money!"

His confident tone made Tao Yushu too lazy to speak. While the brother and sister were muttering, Zhu Guangqian also came.

Seeing him coming, Tao's father unrolled the words he had rolled just now and looked at them pretendingly, "Well, not bad, not bad."

This immediately caught Zhu Guangqian's attention, and he walked over and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing, Chaoyang just gave me a calligraphy painting."

"oh."

Zhu Guangqian didn't pay attention at first, but when he glanced at the handwriting, he looked a little surprised and asked, "Shen Yinmo's handwriting?"

"Yeah." Tao's father focused his eyes on the words, looking very focused, and just responded.

Zhu Guangqian glanced at his old friend's condition, smacked his lips, and said, "Shen Yinmo's handwriting is average."

"You have such a good tone. Are you better at writing than him?" Tao's father teased.

"What you said is an argument. If I say the food is not delicious, do I still have to know how to cook?"

"Then why is his handwriting so mediocre?" Tao's father asked.

"His calligraphy is too solid, and his handwriting is like holding a fire stick, not agile and elegant."
To be continued...