The Almighty Little Chef - Chapter 1350

   Chapter 1350

  This is the last struggle of being a social person.

  The atmosphere of the people who accompanied Uncle Liu at home and Uncle Liu got closer, and the old man’s face gradually became full of smiles, looking at the children lovingly.

  Several people in charge of the purchase bought a part of it by themselves. Finally, Lin Feiran asked sister Xie for help, and sister Xie helped choose a lot of things.

  And Jiang Xiaofei and Yao Xi are holding the little puppies who have just been born and return to Uncle Liu.

  Uncle Jin took them to hug a puppy.

  Jiang Xiaofei wanted to pay, but they refused.

  Uncle Jin: “They are all native dogs. They were born by their own dogs and gave birth to a litter. Just take good care of him. No money is needed.”

  Jiang Xiaofei and the others had no choice but to respond.

  But Jiang Xiaofei still gave Yao Xi a look, ran out, went to the nearest commissary, and gave Uncle Jin and the uncle of the puppy owner a cigarette.

  She noticed that they all like to smoke, and they don’t leave their hands.

   Putting things down, Jiang Xiaofei and Yao Xi left, avoiding the rejection of the uncles.

  Liu Bo used to be a teacher in the village’s elementary school. Later, all elementary schools in the village moved to the town. Liu Bo also taught for a few years and later retired.

  I have been engaged in education all my life, and I also like this elegant hobby when I am free. I write and write calligraphy, painting…

  Yang Jiaojiao writes mediocre, but she has been nurtured in these things since she was a child, has vision, can tell one, two or three, Liu Bo looks like a confidant.

  ”Okay! The doll understands very well, so you can write it too!” Liu Bo smiled and gave up the place for Yang Jiaojiao to show it.

  Yang Jiaojiao shook her head, “Forget it, I still know how many brushes are there.”

  Yang Jiaojiao learned these things for a while, and was often talked about by the father and the teachers at home, but Yang Jiaojiao’s interest is not here.

   “It’s okay, let’s see for ourselves, I wrote it all, come, everyone try!” Liu Bo looked at Yang Jiaojiao a little embarrassed, and simply called everyone together.

  Whether it is or not, just try it.

   “Cough! Then I will show my ugliness.” Yang Jiaojiao coughed and stood in front of her with her lips tightly closed.

  Everyone stood aside and looked at Yang Jiaojiao.

  Although the movements are not as fluently and smoothly as they are, they are still neat and smooth. The characters have been practiced at first glance. From the first character to the last character, they gradually get better, from hand-to-hand to proficient.

   Putting down the pen, Yang Jiaojiao looked at Lin Feiran aside, pursing her lips and smiling.

   “I have finished writing. I haven’t written for a long time. It’s a bit rusty. Please try it too.”

  Liu Bo touched a few stubbles and nodded.

   “Yes, there is a bit of taste, but the wrist strength is not enough, it is a bit strange to not practice for a long time, but the amateur appearance is also very good.” Liu Bo affirmed.

   “Come on, everyone try it, it doesn’t matter whether or not it doesn’t matter.”

  Uncle Liu also saw that they were a little eager to try, but were afraid to move forward, and said with a smile.

   “I’m coming!” Qian Duoduo stood up.

   “Uncle Liu, is this the right?” Qian Duoduo couldn’t even hold a pen, so he went up with courage.

  ”Go up a little bit, yes, that’s it, relax, don’t be too tight.” Liu Bo is the off-field action guide.

  Qian Duoduo wrote a poem Quiet Night Thoughts, with fewer words.

  The three words Jing Ye Si, the word Jing is a circle larger than the other two.

  The remaining characters are also crooked, some are big and some are small. In addition to the characters, there are extra ink spots on the paper, which is extremely inconsistent.

   “Ahem! That’s ugly, but I think it’s great when I write it for the first time! Uncle Liu, would you like to comment?” Qian Duoduo said shamelessly.

  (End of this chapter)