The island has also produced scholars who served as Juren. There is an old house that displays the calligraphy and paintings of that Juren. What is more interesting is that the exhibition hall has prepared brushes and water tanks, and there is also a stone slab that allows tourists to write and draw with water. .
Little White Rabbit, who was so proud just now, could only shake his head helplessly, "I can't write calligraphy." The only school Su Ronghan attended was the elementary school that allowed students to write calligraphy with calligraphy, and they only included a few drawings in their summer homework. He has never even been formally taught in the classroom. The focus of public schools is mainly on schoolwork, which is the subjects that are tested in the exam.
"Then do you want to draw a little white rabbit?"
Su Ronghan pursed her lips, "But I know this setting came from Wang Xianzhi's practice of calligraphy, and he used several tanks of water to write." This was taught in class when I learned about Wang Xizhi, and Su Ronghan who taught me Remember.
"Okay, okay." Su Mingzheng replied perfunctorily, and picked up a brush. This brush was provided for tourists to play with. The bristles of the brush were all bloomed, but it could still be used if it was dipped in water. It was not that particular at this time anyway. When Su Mingzheng forced herself to learn calligraphy from Zhou Yunruo, she used a high-end langhao pen, which of course would not produce flowers.
Su Mingzheng hung her wrist and wrote a very unconventional sentence on the stone slab:
Su Ronghan is awesome
Su Ronghan almost died laughing and gave her a sideways glance.
But this brush calligraphy is really impressive. You have to press down diagonally when starting, and then lift it up slightly. The horizontal stroke must be at the height of the right shoulder. The ending should be a circular hook or a taper. The eight methods of Yongzi. All the various strokes are shown in what they should express. For a layman like Su Ronghan, just by looking at these, he will be mesmerized.
So, even though the content was so funny, she quickly took a photo with her phone before the handwriting dried up.
"What else do you want me to write?" Su Mingzheng turned around and asked after getting wet again.
"Write your name!" Su Ronghan also took a pen, but she just boredly drew a heart next to her name written by Su Mingzheng. This was because she was infected by the habits of high school girls. What did some female classmates in the class write? They all like to draw a heart next to it, such as next to the name of the student on duty on the blackboard, or a message on a big card sent by the whole class.
Su Mingzheng agreed to her sister's request and wrote in the empty heart space:
Su Mingzheng is the most powerful
It made Su Ronghan laugh and want to poke her face with the end of the brush. Are you thick-skinned──
Su Mingzheng thought that her sister was too brave to draw her face with a brush, so she quickly dodged and ran out of the house with long legs.
"I can't draw it──" Su Mingzheng stood in the sun and tapped her cheek with her fingertips.
She always put on the posture of a queen, but suddenly she smiled brightly and with a bit of naughtiness, which made Su Ronghan stunned for a moment.
"I didn't want to paint..." Su Ronghan said softly, and this was just... clear water...
Seeing Su Mingzheng running out and about to leave, Su Ronghan hurriedly took a picture of the words "Su Mingzheng" she later wrote.
Suddenly, Su Ronghan's eyes froze, and she discovered that the words Su Mingzheng just wrote happened to be: between the two names Su Ronghan and Su Mingzheng, there was a heart pattern.
Su Ronghan's heart suddenly became restless and began to beat lively, and the beating frequency became completely chaotic.
After she made sure the photo was taken properly, she hurriedly turned around and caught up with her sister. Su Mingzheng was no longer outside the door and had gone somewhere.
However, Su Mingzheng did not run far. She was standing in the courtyard of the old Fujian-style house. The warm winter sun that was not too harsh was shining on her. She would not wait for her sister.
As soon as Su Ronghan ran out of the house and saw her, her heart felt at ease.
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Time quickly passed by noon, and the two sisters began to walk down the mountain, preparing to have lunch. Su Guoming made an appointment for lunch, designated a restaurant, and asked his daughters to arrive on time.
When she arrived at her destination, Su Mingzheng couldn't help but look around, because the sign with the name of the store designated by Su Guoming turned out to be a seafood stall.
On the coast of the island near the ferry terminal, on the side of the road around the island, facing the sea, there is a whole row of quick-fried stalls, mainly selling seafood. This row of stalls are all shallow storefronts, with plastic sheds set up outside, cheap folding tables and iron stools. Most of the tables and chairs are on the asphalt road. The ground is greasy and black, both inside and outside the house. To put it simply, it is Give visitors a fresh place to eat.
As the president of a large company, Su Guoming hadn't appeared at a small stall like this for who knows how long, so Su Mingzheng suspected that he was looking in the wrong place.
But yes, because the two sisters soon saw Su Guoming and Huang Wanying sitting at the round table in the store.
"Come and sit." Su Guoming stood up and asked his daughters to take their seats. He was wearing a polo shirt and casual trousers today, and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man with dark skin.
Huang Wanying also wore a simple polo shirt. The husband and wife seemed to have the same goal, a bit like a married couple. Huang Wanying stood up when she saw her daughter walking into the store, with a gentle smile on her face. She helped arrange the disposable dishes and chopsticks on the empty seats, and pushed the only plate of melon seeds on the table, "Eat first, The food will be here soon.”
Different from the bright and luxurious Su's restaurant, in such a simple seafood stall that relies on natural light from outside for lighting, the four of them really feel like they are eating together as a family. Su Mingzheng had this illusion.
Su Guoming personally poured orange juice for his daughters. It is an ordinary brand on the market, not freshly squeezed by the Su family. "Just now, Wanying went to the fish market on the island to buy some seafood and asked the store to make it. We are waiting. Just eat.”
Su Mingzheng knew where the fish market was on the island, because she and Su Ronghan had passed by it before. On a small road beside the pier, many islanders opened a big umbrella and squatted on the roadside to sell freshly caught seafood. There were shellfish in the basin, and there were also crabs with their legs tied. At the end of the road was a tin house with several fish stalls in the darkness. It must be the fish market on the island. Su Mingzheng and Su Ronghan could only poke their heads outside. Look, I have no intention of buying seafood.
Thinking of Huang Wanying, who considers herself a noble lady, going to that dark place full of fish smell and full of water, holding bags of fish and shrimp in her hands, Su Mingzheng rarely felt like a housewife, so she stared at Huang Wanying I felt happy.
Huang Wanying also faced Su Mingzheng with a smile and remained unmoved.
The freshly caught seafood is prepared by the store, which is probably the freshest way to eat it. It is only inferior to taking a yacht out to sea and eating freshly caught seafood on the boat. Soon, dishes were served one after another. They were all common people's dishes that couldn't be compared with last night's banquet or the Su family's meals, but they were better in terms of freshness* and the mentality that seafood should be eaten on an island.
The first thing on the table was a plate of sashimi, which was prepared by the store. Not just any fish picked by ordinary people can be made into sashimi. Su Ronghan whispered to her sister, "I have never eaten this." To Su Mingzheng She is no longer afraid of exposing her lack of knowledge and experience. Her sister already knows almost everything anyway.
"Don't be afraid, it's delicious." People who have never eaten it often think that uncooked raw fish is terrible, but Su Mingzheng thinks it is delicious.
Su Mingzheng poured a small dish of soy sauce with her own hands and placed it in front of Su Ronghan. She also put a pinch of mustard into the soy sauce and stirred it. After making the mustard and soy sauce, she reached out and picked up a piece of white fish, dipped it in the sauce and put it in front of Su Ronghan. , Su Ronghan bravely took the raw fish into her mouth with chopsticks.
"Are you okay?" Su Mingzheng asked quietly.
"Fortunately, it's not fishy." Maybe it's because the fish is very fresh. Even though it's raw, it's not fishy. It's just soft and slippery, and it tastes different from anything Su Ronghan usually eats.
"Then eat this, tuna." Su Mingzheng pointed to the red sashimi, "The salmon comes last." The salmon is orange with silver horizontal stripes.
Su Mingzheng's way of eating is an improved local way of eating, but she was afraid that Su Ronghan would choke on the mustard, so she chose this unorthodox way of eating. Because Su Guoming often socializes with Japanese customers, he uses the traditional Japanese way of eating. He first puts a pinch of wasabi on the sashimi, then dips it in soy sauce and puts it in his mouth. Mixing the mustard into the soy sauce is a big deal for Japanese people. Just messing around. Huang Wanying learned how to eat Su Guoming. Su Mingzheng saw that her brows and nose were wrinkled and she knew that she was choking on the pinch of mustard and was still holding back.
─Your husband is not considerate enough and didn't warn you first. It has nothing to do with me. It's not like your daughter's fate... Su Mingzheng thought coldly.
Su Ronghan, who had never experienced the true power of mustard, could not imagine the torture her mother would encounter, so she naturally did not move.
While eating sashimi, Su Guoming also saw the scene of his two daughters whispering. The wrinkles in the corners of his eyes showed his happiness and willingness to see the results. The interaction between the young girls is always pleasing to the eye, and it is also quite interesting. It was an eye-opening feeling. It was the first time for a father to see his eldest daughter, Ming Zheng, so "gentle". In Su Guoming's heart, his eldest daughter was a "very wild" child. When She also looks like a sister. Could this be the transformation of women? The wild girl finally feels feminine?
Huang Wanying, who didn't dare to eat anymore and finally regained her composure, seemed to be as happy as Su Guoming to watch the two daughters get close. She had a smile on her face, but there was a cold vigilance in her eyes for a moment, as if she was scrutinizing. However, Su Mingzheng had already turned her attention away at this time, and no one noticed the difference in her.
The next dishes are boiled medium roll, steamed nine-hole, and fried white fish. The first two are dipped in garlic soy sauce, so you can enjoy the purest seafood flavor. The last one is crispy and fragrant just sprinkled with pepper and salt. Enjoy the fish sauce.
Another big plate of seafood fried noodles, stir-fried with vegetables, oysters and oil noodles. The sweetness of the vegetables blends with the plump oysters, the soup is delicious and the noodles are smooth. Stir-fried sea melon seeds in nine-story pagoda. Nine-story pagoda is a kind of basil with a unique aroma. It is best paired with seafood or fried food. The soup left after eating all the sea melon seeds makes people want to use it to pour rice. To stir-fry conches, you need to use bamboo skewers to pick out the conch meat. Su Mingzheng didn't like the taste of conch meat, but Su Guoming told the story of touching snails in the fields when he was a child.
