Chapter 1182 Wedding Eve (13)

"Compared with my great-grandfather's calligraphy, it is still far behind. I was enlightened by my grandfather when I was three years old. He always said that calligraphy is the second face of a person. Only good handwriting can make you look good. When I went to my grandpa's place I haven’t fallen behind, and I practice with my grandpa from time to time.”

Wushuang said lightly, not modestly. There is a unique Taoist fairy style in Mu Baichuan's words. It is the accumulation of years and a long-term connection. Most people do not have this skill.

"Well, that's right. Listen, Hao'er, I can't look at your face like this..."

"Grandpa..."

"Ha ha……"

This happy and peaceful atmosphere lasted until Mu Zhilan sorted out all the betrothal gifts, and then began to divide the troops into two groups to deliver the betrothal gifts to Jingyuan and Xiayuan respectively.

The young couple had already returned to Jingyuan last night, so they followed Mu Zhenhua and Mu Yuhao back to Xiayuan.

Mu Baichuan, who has always been admiring the treasures in Jingyuan, went to Jingyuan in person and went to Jingyuan with Mu Zhilan.

Jing Beitang didn't expect that Mu Baichuan would come in person, and he was overjoyed at the moment.

"Old chief, why bother you to come here in person?" Jing Beitang followed Xia Jingshan and called the old chief, but this title did not seem cliché.

People are in high spirits during happy events. Mu Baichuan entered the inner hall of the Jingyuan with a cane and was supported by Zhao Zhiliang. His old and muddy but sharp eyes kept looking around, "I heard Chen'er and the others say that the Jingyuan is very exquisite. As usual, I came here because of my reputation, Beitang, I have a pursuit."

Not to mention the Suzhou garden-style overall building, the calligraphy and paintings, antiques and even the rosewood tables placed in the living room are all top-grade products that can only be found in a century. In terms of heritage, Mu Mansion may not be able to match it. , However, before their two families got married, the name Jing family had never appeared in the upper class circles of S city. They were really hidden in the city, and they were incredibly low-key.

Mu Baichuan dared to say that looking at the entire S city, he could not find a garden that could compare with it.

"The old chief is laughing at me. Beitang is not talented. They are all things left behind by the ancestors. I am just guarding them, but I hope I don't defeat them. I will still leave them in the hands of Shuangshuang Chen'er and the others in the future."

Mu Baichuan nodded and stood in front of a classical painting. After a while, he turned around and said, "When I first met Shuangshuang, I only knew that she was Jingshan's granddaughter, but I didn't know that the Jing family was in such a situation."

Speaking of this incident, Jing Hongyuan and his wife both had a hint of melancholy in their eyebrows. In the past, when they separated, Wushuang was the one who was hurt the most.

"Old Chief, it's all Muxue's fault. He left us alone in the Summer Garden for some personal reasons..."

Before Xia Muxue finished speaking, Mu Baichuan raised his hand to interrupt her, "Muxue, don't mention what happened back then. God has arranged everything that a person needs to go through in his life. Yes, if that girl Shuangshuang hadn't been practicing in the Summer Garden, she would have been the princess in this garden who was inexperienced in worldly affairs. Without the tenacity and forbearance that others don't have now, frankly speaking, my grandson who has high eyesight may not necessarily Whatever you like, the process doesn’t matter, as long as it’s the best ending.”

Xia Muxue nodded gratefully. No one, including Wushuang, blamed her for her selfish decision back then. How lucky she is to meet such a family and in-laws in this life.

There will be another chapter before 12 o'clock, okay?