Stepping into the courtyard, Di Tou went to go check in on the old fellows in his yard, sweeping his gaze across the yard he counted one, two, three old fellows diligently studying, so it seemed like their friend from the morning had not yet returned from her venture outward.
In a good mood, Di Tou stepped into the yard and moved over to by the table and peeked over the two ladies diligently copy the cultivation methods. Subconsciously he couldn't help but judge their handwriting.
Old Mai had a handwriting that was slightly flowy and delicate in complete contrast to her personality, which revealed her upbringing.
On the other hand, San Shu had rough handwriting that was slightly messy in spots. But, looking at the page in front of her, each stroke was extremely straight and rigid, as if San Shu was afraid to make a mistake, with the strokes coming together in nearly perfect perpendicular angles at points, it looked like San Shu was trying to write in a grid.
