Chapter 176: Chapter 176

Gong Ruini returned to the room and continued her previous lessons on the bed.

Although Zhao Xuran did not ask Gong Ruwen to practice calligraphy, Gong Ruwen would still write about a hundred words every day.

Especially when Cai Meina once saw Gong Ruwen practicing calligraphy, she praised her son a lot, making Gong Ruwen so happy that he became even more determined to continue practicing.

Gong Ruwen remembered that Gong Ruini should have finished writing her large characters for today, so why was she still writing?

Could it be that she felt her previous writing wasn’t good enough? Gong Ruwen was used to his sister’s various high standards.

"I’ve already finished, but I think the amount is just average, so I want to practice calligraphy while memorizing." Gong Ruini explained that time was tight and the tasks were heavy.

To make money, she must work hard to improve her handwriting. Actually, Gong Ruini also envied Zhao Xuran for having several nice calligraphy copies.

Although the other party wasn’t a famous calligraphy master, his writing was good, and Gong Ruini wondered if she could take the opportunity to copy some of it.

Don’t look at the calligraphy copies as if they were purchased from a recycling station and considered worthless, in the eyes of those with vision, these copies were quite valuable, and they wouldn’t lend them to Gong Ruini lightly.

Zhao Xuran didn’t refuse to lend them, but he said Gong Ruini’s writing wasn’t at the level to use such advanced copies and suggested she start practicing with the basics.

Gong Ruini was a bit unconvinced, but Zhao Xuran did help her find an introductory copy, leaving her with nowhere to complain and just silently working hard to improve her level.

Gong Ruwen didn’t understand why Gong Ruini had to be so aggressive in improving her handwriting. If she wanted to become a renowned calligraphy master, that was understandable,

but the problem was that Gong Ruwen didn’t think his sister had ambitions to become a calligraphy master, which he truly couldn’t understand.

Of course, things Gong Ruwen didn’t understand, he would consult with Gong Ruini again, "Sister, why do you want to practice calligraphy?"

"It’s Brother Xuran’s requirement," she said. But she wouldn’t tell the truth. This was a matter with no evidence, who would believe it now.

Don’t look at how Gong Tao and others secretly went to the county to sell their prey; they did it secretly. In their view, wanting to sell things openly, who knows when that would happen.

Who would believe this? Gong Ruwen looked like his sister didn’t like him anymore and wouldn’t tell him the truth.

Seeing his brother’s forlorn expression, Gong Ruini felt quite helpless. Even as her older brother, clearly a man, how could he act cute? Hmph, he must have learned it from following Zhao Guangran around.

Knowing their brother plays with Zhao Guangran would absolutely lead him astray, "Isn’t writing well a way to get promoted?"

"Didn’t our uncle get promoted because he wrote well?" At this moment, Gong Ruini remembered there was someone in the Gong Family who made a living through writing, and that was Gong Zheng.

Gong Zheng? Gong Ruwen pursed his lips, thinking his sister was naive to believe such stories. He had heard quite a lot about how this uncle made his fortune.

But since the parents wouldn’t mention it, Gong Ruwen also acted as though he didn’t know and never brought it up, "Yes, let’s practice our writing properly." Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NoveI-Fire.ɴet

Gong Ruwen’s expression changed, and Gong Ruini noticed it. Could the so-called promotion through good writing be another fabricated lie?

Gong Ruini was a bit curious, but only a bit. How exactly Gong Zheng got promoted was his business, but it likely had something to do with the wife he married.

"Bro, writing well is always good. We should be excellent in all aspects. Didn’t Grandma and the others look down on us and think that since we went to the Northeast, we could only farm? We want to show them that no matter where we are, we can do better than Gong Xiaoyu and the others."

It’s impossible to make Zhang Lan regret it. Such people, seeing their life goes well, would just pounce on them, wanting them to support Gong Qiang’s family. But even if they annoy Gong Qiang’s family, so what.

"We’ve always been better than them. Gong Xiaoyu doesn’t like going to class," Gong Ruwen said softly, "At home, it’s only Grandma who likes him; the others don’t because he’s too domineering."

No kidding, a child who could finish a whole bowl of meat, isn’t that domineering? It’s astonishing that Zhang Lan didn’t scold him, always saying it was her fault. Of course, it was also Gong Tao’s fault. If he could mail some cured meat back home, this wouldn’t happen.

Gong Ruini knew Zhang Lan and the others didn’t take it seriously. Even if Gong Xiaoyu disliked studying, they still thought he could take over in the future. Why was Zhang Lan so anxious, always wanting Gong Qiang to get promoted? Because only with Gong Qiang in a better position could Gong Xiaoyu not be bullied and continue to be a leader.

To this, Gong Ruini could only smile. Some people’s thinking is always so optimistic, never considering that society changes. What if Gong Xiaoyu can’t take over?

Even if he could take over the factory, how could he be sure the factory would survive for long?

While Gong Ruini and others were discussing calligraphy, Zhao Xuran watched Zhao Guangran’s writing, shaking his head repeatedly. If not for seeing Gong Ruini’s large characters gradually improve, he would have thought all children nowadays write like his brother.

But after seeing Gong Ruini’s writing, then looking at Zhao Guangran’s, Zhao Xuran really felt something just wasn’t right about the latter’s work.

He pulled out a few sheets of paper from his side, "Look at what Ni Zi wrote."

Then he pulled out a few more sheets, "This is what you wrote, see anything?"

Saying more wouldn’t beat letting Zhao Guangran see how others wrote, "Do you feel justified telling me you’ve been working hard on your writing?"

Once again, it was Ni Zi’s writing that was praised, making Zhao Guangran’s lips twitch in regret. Why did Gong Ruini have to write large characters?

If he had known his brother would keep their writings and make such comparisons, Zhao Guangran would have stepped in to plead for Gong Ruini when his brother asked her to write large characters.

He could not only earn a favor from Gong Ruini but also avoid his brother constantly scolding him about his writing.

But it’s too late for regrets. However, Zhao Guangran really didn’t understand, when at first Gong Ruini’s calligraphy wasn’t much better than his own, how did things change so much later?

Zhao Guangran really didn’t understand. Was it more practice? Please, even to pass assessments, he didn’t write fewer large characters, did he?

Adding it all up, the amount he wrote was definitely more than Gong Ruini, yet the result was he lost to her again.

"You didn’t take it seriously." Zhao Xuran several times saw his younger brother writing without care, just completing tasks, never truly focusing.

In contrast, Gong Ruini was different, considering a lot before every stroke. He also saw Gong Ruini using water to write on the table. The effort she put into writing in that way was just as much as when using the brush.

Zhao Xuran thought he should let his younger brother know and have him consider doing the same.

Zhao Guangran was stunned, no way, making him write large characters was one thing, but having him write with water on the table was another, his brother was too ruthless. No, he wouldn’t agree.

Zhao Guangran was rolling in protest but could he change Zhao Xuran’s mind?