"It's good to have a more literate person at home. We can ask him to write whatever we need." Xue Sifu laughed.
While they were talking, Xue Yan finished grinding the ink. He put down the grinding tool and picked up a big brush from the brush rack. He was going to write a banner, so the characters had to be big and thick. A small brush was not enough to make an impact.
Seeing Xue Yan pick up the brush, Jiang Yue thought that it would be best for him to write if he kept grinding the ink, so she picked up the grinding tool and started grinding it again after Xue Yan began writing.
Xue Yan glanced at her before writing.
His every stroke was extremely powerful, elegant, and steady. Sometimes he was still like the mountains and rivers.
