NovelApp"Robert, don't put ink on your face." Elliot was not angry when he saw the couplet destroyed.
Looking at Robert's little black hands, his clothes full of black ink stains, and his mottled little black face, Elliot furrowed his brows.
"l ignore you for a few minutes, and you find sink to play with?" Avery walked up to Robert and undressed him. "How did you get the ink? | 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I took it out while looking for ink, but | forgot to put it back," Elliot explained. "I don't blmy son." "Don't be too protective of him. | don't know how he unscrewed the cap." Avery took off her son's clothes and took him for a bath.
Elliot looked at the mess his son had created and shook his head.
He did not know if Hayden was so naughty when he was a child, but Robert was visibly much naughtier.
The next day, Avery and Elliot visited Wesley's house with their three children.
Avery took out the couplet written by Elliot and showed it to Wesley.
"Elliot wrote it, isn't it nice?" Wesley nodded. "It's not bad." Avery was puzzled when she got this evaluation. "Is it just not bad'? | think it's perfect!" Wesley looked at Avery's dumbfounded expression and pointed to a painting on the wall. "What do you think of the calligraphy and painting on the wall?" Avery glanced at the wall and immediately exclaimed, "That's beautiful calligraphy! | don't understand much about calligraphy, but | do know that this has been done by a master." "My dad did that." "Wow! Uncle is so great!" Avery's cheeks were flushed, and she suddenly wanted to take back the couplet she had sent out.
She had known Wesley for so long and had never heard him say that his father had such high attainments in calligraphy.
"What are you talking about?" said Brook Sr. with a smile.
"Uncle, Wesley said that the calligraphy and painting on the wall is your work. You are amazing!" "Wesley is better than me," Brook Sr. smiled. "He is not only good at calligraphy but also very good at drawing. Originally he wanted to study art, but | forced him to study medicine." Avery was speechless.
Elliot stood not far away, listening to all this, feeling so embarrassed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe wanted to take back the written couplet, which was now in Wesley's h?g$=TMQ:s.
Today's dumplings probably would not taste that good.
"Wesley, you are so secretive! If | knew your calligraphy was this good, | would've asked you to write a couplet and send it to us," Avery said, reaching out and taking back the couplet she gave him.
"There's no reason to take back the gift." Wesley took it back from her. "He wrote it well. If you have time, you will improve with practice." Brook Sr. immediately understood what had happened.
"Elliot, are you interested in calligraphy? Con, let's discuss it." Brook Sr. took Elliot to his study.
Layla and Robert immediately followed them to watch the fun.
Shea cover, took the couplet from Wesley's hands, and opened it.
"My brother's writing is so beautiful," said Shea sincerely. "lI want to hang my brother's writing on the wall." Avery could not help but laugh. "Don't, your brother wouldn't like that." "Then I'll take it and hang it in my room." Shea hugged the couplet written by Elliot as if it were a treasure.
"Shea, we usually hang it on the door." "Then I'll take it hand hang it on our door." "This is for Wesley." Avery smiled. "I will ask your brother to write a few more copies for you tomorrow."
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