The system will have a superb calligraphy tutorial, covering holding the brush, moving the pen, dots and strokes, structure, and layout. Hold the brush firm yet relaxed, with all five fingers exerting even pressure; move the pen with the center leading the bristles; as the spirit reaches, the brush follows in dots and strokes, yielding sharp and elegant contrasts; structure forms around the character, creating harmony and response; the distribution is intricate yet organized, with appropriate density and spacing, substance and void complementing each other, infusing the whole piece with energy; the signature inscriptions blend ancient charm with modern grace, the larger characters carry smaller inscriptions, favoring height over lowness.
However, she was just beginning to learn and was also young, with no other means, she could only practice step by step. After the New Year period, her eldest brother would go to school and upon his return, he would teach her how to write, so she could formally practice calligraphy.
That day, after they packed up their stall, Qin Xiangnuan, Qin Xiangyang, and Wendi all sat down together. They were going to hold a small meeting.
"Brother, sister Wendi, I have something to say."
Both Qin Xiangyang and Wendi stiffened, not daring to move.
Qin Xiangyang: "Sister, you are not going to talk about some issue, is it about the shop?"
Wendi: "The boss looks quite upset; you’re not going to close the shop, right? If I have nowhere to go, what would I do?"
"Brother, sister Wendi, you know that Chinese New Year is coming soon, right?" Qin Xiangnuan’s gaze fell upon the busy street outside, indeed, more and more people were gathering at the bus station.
Qin Xiangyang and Wendi looked at each other, then nodded together.
"So..." Chun Xiangnuan stood up, leaning her hands on the table, "I’ve decided that we should work hard this half month, even open during the day, let’s earn this money. Sister Wendi," she turned to Wendi, "after these half a month, I’ll increase your salary to 100 yuan."
Wendi was so startled she nearly jumped up.
No way, 100 yuan, really 100 yuan? 30 yuan a month is already a sky-high salary, let alone 100 yuan.
"Boss, let’s do it, even if we work ourselves to death, we should open the stall. After all, we’ve got nothing else to do during the day."
"Okay, I agree." Qin Xiangyang was indeed considering the possibility of running the stall during the day. They were growing and worrying about harming their health, but this was an annual opportunity; missing it would make earning money harder in the future. Wendi, who was terrified of poverty, insisted on opening the stall no matter what.
Finally, Qin Xiangnuan decided that they would run the stall during the day, but each day, they would take turns to rest inside on the small bed. Once rested, they would come help out again. This way, the three of them could take turns and wouldn’t be too exhausted.
As for the vegetables, Qin Xiangyang pulled them in from the village, buying Aunt Hua’s produce at a high price, which made others quite envious. Buying so much more expensive than the outside market.
Hu Li hugged Qin Xiangmei and kicked the door forcefully before returning home, complaining to Qin Guohua as soon as she entered.
"Look at those two brats you sired, they’re such ingrates, as if raised by wolves, nurturing a pair of ungrateful pups. They’ve got business but they don’t care about their own family, instead, they give Aunt Hua the advantage."
"Enough," Qin Guohua felt irritated when he heard about those two children.
"They’ve nothing to do with me anymore. If you bring it up again, I’ll beat you to death." With that, he picked up the noodle bowl from the table and slammed it to the ground with a crash, startling the Chun Xiangmei in Hu Li’s arms into bursting into loud tears.
Hu Li was scared too, hurrying out with the crying Qin Xiangmei in her arms.