After Rebirth, the Buddha-like Star Is a Medical Expert - Chapter 713

Chapter 713 Second update

“Are you ashamed to call yourself an artist?” Ning Shizhao looked at his half-century-old son with a sullen face, “Every time I ask you how my handwriting is, your comments are always the same, whether it is Liu style, Yan style, cursive script Or cursive script, do you mind?”

“Dad, aren’t you embarrassing me? I don’t like to write these things, how can I understand if your handwriting is good?” Ning Yi scratched his head and slapped him, “My handwriting is ugly, I I have already admitted it! Don’t count on me in this life, oh, don’t count on your grandson either, Ning Youyu’s mother said, enroll him in a calligraphy class, and go to four classes, the calligraphy teacher will be angry Call and ask us to drop our kids out of school!”

“You!” Ning Shizhao glared, his face turned blue from his son’s shameless anger.

Holding the word “Fu” in his hand, he looked around angrily, wanting to see if there was something handy that could be used temporarily.

He thought it was okay to beat his son up before the Chinese New Year.

Ning Yi was a clever ghost when he was young, and an old fox when he was old.

Seeing that his father was so angry and still looking around, he knew the little Jiujiu in his heart, so he quickly said something nice, “Father, your son is going to be a grandfather soon, you don’t have to teach me anymore, after the New Year’s Eve Yes, the children are here, don’t make me look bad.”

Of course Ning Shizhao knew such a reason, but he was really angry, “You also know how to lose face?!”

Ning Yi just laughed, “Why am I shameless? Anyway, your son is somewhat of a character.”

Ning Shizhao glared at him, “You have the guts to say that you are a character?”

Ning Yi said proudly, “Why not? I even won the Magnolia Best Director Award this year.”

Since Ning Yi entered the industry after filming “Before I Die”, she works on big screens and rarely shoots TV dramas.

But in the past few years, it has grown with age.

Ning Yi felt that he couldn’t stay in the field he was familiar with all the time, and he wanted to make a breakthrough, so he began to not only shoot movies and big productions, but took the initiative to find good TV scripts. TV series.

While filming TV dramas and filming screens are both filming stories, there are still differences in the way of expression and form.

Ning Yi has made several feature films in a row in the TV series. Although word-of-mouth is not bad, he has not achieved the results he wanted.

This year, I finally made a breakthrough in TV dramas and won the Magnolia Best Director Award. It is indeed a bumper and joyous year.

“No matter how good the TV is, it’s from the top.” Of course Ning Shizhao knew about his son’s achievements, and when he usually went out to meet his old friends, he would talk about his useless young son, but now, he was so angry again, Every minute, my old woman possessed her body, “You are really capable, you can write the calligraphy for me, and I will introduce a few calligraphy to you, so you can be considered a cultural person, otherwise you are not a cultural person, and your art is not good. It’s not a meaningful art.”

“Dad, why are you dragging me to get through writing?” Ning Yi really had a big head, “Do you think this will work? My daughter and son-in-law will come back soon. They are a university professor and a double degree from Harvard and MIT.” Talented students, are they cultural people? I’ll let them accompany you to write Spring Festival couplets later, okay? As for my son-in-law, his handwriting is so good, I’m not boasting, you’ll know when you meet later!”

OK, why not? !

Everyone in the world talks about intergenerational relatives.

The Ning family, Ning Shizhao, Ning Youguang and Shi Mochiyue are no exception.

When Ning Shizhao heard Ning Yi say this, his face instantly became amiable, “Is it true? My grandson-in-law can really write well?”

“Of course…” Ning Yi hadn’t finished speaking.

I heard a group of people outside hula la entering the house.

“Hey, they’re back.”

“Grandpa, Dad.” Ning Youguang followed grandma, and Aunt Ming was the first to call after entering the house.

“Baby is back? Are you tired on the road?” Ning Yi happily came over to greet his daughter, and at the same time took Shi Mochizuki in his arms, brought him to Ning Shizhao and said loudly, “Dad, this is your grandson-in-law, how is it? See if this is a good-looking talent?”

“…”

Ning Shizhao has been used to being serious all his life, and he really can’t understand Ning Yi’s high-profile praise of his son-in-law’s talents, which makes the words he originally planned to meet his grandson-in-law for the first time stuck.

So that Shi Mochizuki was gentle and refined, and called Ning Shizhao “Grandpa” full of admiration.

The old man nodded slightly with a serious face.

Ning Yi saw that the old man was so serious, he immediately seemed to comfort him, and patted his son-in-law on the shoulder lightly.

After that, he looked at Ning Shizhao again and said, “Dad, don’t you still have a lot of Spring Festival couplets to write at home? Why don’t you ask Mochizuki to write them for you? You just took a break and have some tea?”

Ming Jinxin was standing next to Ning Youguang, and when she heard this, her heart skipped a beat, feeling that her husband was reckless.

But once he said it, he couldn’t pull it back.

So he had no choice but to whisper into Ning Youguang’s ear and ask, “How is Wangyue’s handwriting?”

Ning Youguang saw the worry in Aunt Ming’s eyes, and immediately nodded with a smile, “Very good.”

Ming Jinxin’s heart fell to the ground instantly.

After so many days of work, it’s good that it’s not broken here.

In front, Shi Wangyue took off his coat immediately after the father-in-law said, and then looked at Ning Shizhao, “Grandpa, what else do you need to write?”

Gu Xihe at the back saw his grandson-in-law without saying anything, so he took off his coat, and immediately winked at the workers waiting beside him, “Go, help the young master put away the clothes.”

The worker respectfully walked to Shi Mochizuki and took the coat from him.

When Shi Mochizuki dipped in the ink again and picked up the pen, the smiles on the faces of Gu Xihe and Ning Shizhao deepened.

After everyone looked at Shi Mochizuki and wrote a few words.

All the female relatives took Fang Huai and Ning Youyu, two even less educated, to the courtyard at the entrance to bask in the sun and drink tea.

Leave Ning Shizhao, Ning Yi, Shi Mochiyue, and the three continue to write Spring Festival couplets in the house.

…

Outside the door, in the yard.

The workers refilled the tea and added a new fruit plate.

Gu Xihe, Ming Jinxin, and Ning Youguang drank tea and chatted.

Because Fang Huai is at home.

Ning Youguang inevitably cared about my sister-in-law’s family.

When it comes to the youngest daughter’s family, Gu Xihe is unavoidably not in high spirits, and after a few words, he stops talking.

But Fang Huai, Ning Youguang answered whatever he asked.

Tell Ning Youguang about the situation at home.

Fang Han was just like in her previous life. She got pregnant after half a year of marriage and gave birth to a daughter. 1314

(end of this chapter)