Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

Lu Luozhi stood behind the table and naturally chose a sheep hair brush for writing large characters.

The crowd watched patiently as she picked up her brush, dipped it in ink, and was about to write on the paper when she suddenly stopped.

"Grandpa, what do you think I should write?"

Apart from Old Master Ying, everyone who was full of expectations was inwardly groaning at her actions.

Was she doing it on purpose?

Standing to her right, Old Master Ying didn't say anything more, "It's alright, write whatever you want."

He'll cover for you anyway.

"Okay."

Lu Luozhi is the kind of girl who is very obedient.

He did whatever she asked him to do.

She smiled, held the ink-stained brush, took a deep breath, and began to write on the paper.

Here it comes!

The onlookers held their breath, their eyes following Lu Luozhi's every stroke without blinking.

This time, she wrote in semi-cursive script.

As her handwriting took shape, the onlookers became completely bewildered.

What exactly does she want to write?

Lu Luozhi stopped writing after writing only four characters.

"I've finished writing."

People crowded around to get a better look.

However, however...

An eerie silence permeated the group.

Liu Chong's face darkened, and even Old Master Ying was surprised at first, then wanted to laugh.

However, he endured it.

But the corners of his lips stretched wider and wider...

The four large characters written by Lu Luozhi are:

It's nothing.

"Oh, a little bit leaked out."

Lu Luozhi grinned and added a dog head under the word "is".

That's really a dog head.

"This time it really works."

She glanced smugly at the people who seemed frozen in place, "How about it? Aren't you all stunned by how beautiful I am? Seriously, I told you, I'm only that little bit amazing."

Everyone: "..."

How dare you?

How dare she?

These elderly men and women in the calligraphy association, before retiring, were either in politics or business and had a certain social standing. They were all shrewd and capable. Who would have thought that at such an important banquet, they would witness an unknown girl write such a vulgar sentence?

They even suspected that she wasn't secretly cursing them.

Oh, I'm definitely not insulting them.

She was cursing Liu Chong.

It's because he had a grudge against Old Master Ying, and now his granddaughter-in-law is standing up for him and subtly criticizing him.

Oh wow.

Those who had figured it out unanimously turned their attention to Liu Chong.

Liu Chong knew perfectly well that she was subtly criticizing him.

He was furious and retorted sarcastically, "Miss Lu, I never imagined you had no culture at all, unable to cite any classical texts..."

"Great, that's very well written."

A round of applause interrupted his next words.

Song Minghua clapped his hands, grinning broadly as he exclaimed, "It's really well written!"

Apart from Lu Luozhi, everyone else stared at him in disbelief, dumbfounded.

What is he saying?

Is it well written?

At this moment, Lu Luozhi, who was looking over at the same time, noticed the fat old man hiding at the very back of the group.

When she saw his chubby face, she gasped in surprise.

What is he doing here?

Song Minghua walked past them to the table, her smile undiminished. "Not even a fart. These four words are profound and express our deep longing for a better tomorrow. Girl, you wrote it so well, awesome."

He gave her a thumbs-up.

"..."

He's even better at talking nonsense than she is.

That's clearly not what he meant, but he insisted on making it sound like that...

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Cultural people are just different."

Lu Luozhi blinked.

His words surprised even Old Master Ying.

Full of questions.

This is due to Song Minghua's strange reaction.

Even if he's a kind-hearted person, writing such words at his birthday banquet in front of so many people...

Song Minghua walked to Lu Luozhi's side and looked at her with a sense of comfort.

"Everyone, my only female disciple has truly inherited my teachings, even her wild style is exactly the same."

What? What is that?

What did he say again?

Now, there was complete silence, and even Old Master Ying opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The only female disciple of Song Minghua, a leading figure in the fields of cultural relics and calligraphy.

Is it her deer bud branch?

Even Lu Luozhi was stunned.

She pointed at herself in disbelief.

His female disciple?

"Old man, when did I become your apprentice?"

She lowered her voice and asked him in a tone only they could hear.

"Shut up."

Song Minghua glanced at her and replied in an equally soft voice.

"If I say so, then it is."

A strong statement that cannot be refuted.

"Don't trick me!"

"You're a poor wretch, what could I possibly do to you?"

"..."

Ok.

Everyone else witnessed them whispering and talking amongst themselves.

The level of familiarity was enough to prove that Song Minghua was not lying.

He's Song Minghua, after all. He's never been whispering to anyone like this before. Everyone knows he's kind, but he keeps a certain distance from others and doesn't get too close to anyone, except for old acquaintances like the chairman.

Now???

Liu Chong was shocked and then gritted his teeth after hearing what he said.

How could this happen?

Old Man Ying's granddaughter-in-law is actually Song Minghua's female apprentice!

Did he already know this, but deliberately kept it to himself so he could show off now?

The word "disciple" immediately elevated Lu Luozhi's seniority.

Not to mention her only identity as his closed-door female disciple.

"Everyone, when you see my female apprentice in the future, you'd better give this old man some face, okay? This girl is a bit disobedient and is always causing me some little trouble."

Song Minghua smiled and broke the awkward silence with his words.

After he said that, no one else had any doubts.

They all echoed this sentiment.

"Oh dear, Master Song's apprentice, no wonder."

"This style is actually inherited from Mr. Song, it's really well written."

"This calligraphy is bold and unrestrained, yet with a touch of wildness; it's truly a masterpiece."

"..."

A flood of flattery came pouring in.

Many people looked at Grandpa Ying with envy, envying him for finding such a treasure.

No wonder her calligraphy is so good; it turns out she studied under such a great figure.

Everyone was praising Song Minghua and his female apprentice, while Liu Chong and Yang Kaijiang stood to the side, feeling extremely awkward.

He picked the hardest piece of iron plate and kicked it.

The chorus of envious voices perfectly captured the old man's mood; he was so pleased with himself, he was practically bubbling with joy.

He walked towards Liu Chong, feigning a sigh.

"You can't be envious of her; this is fate. Look at my granddaughter-in-law, and then look at yours—can you compare?"

After saying that, he left.

The game-winning shot has been secured.

The birthday banquet begins.

Lu Luozhi was invited to sit to Song Minghua's right, which shows how much Song Minghua values ​​her.

Even Grandpa Ying didn't receive such treatment, but he was still overjoyed.

He never imagined in his life that he would benefit from his grandson's wife's fame.

Wonderful.