The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 77 - 0: Brush-written Characters

In the beginning, being locked in the courtyard, Mu Bai couldn't calm down at all. Later, she was whipped by the grand aunt, who warned that if she came back and found her lacking, she would be punished again. Out of fear, Mu Bai had to grit her teeth and pick up a brush to "scribble."

As she wrote, she found brush writing quite fun.

Mu Bai wrote dozens, even hundreds of sheets a day.

Initially, her writing was indeed quite ugly, like a child learning to write, but as she continued, the characters started to have structure and strokes. Although she hadn't developed her style yet, at first glance, it seemed somewhat presentable.

Mu Bai felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Not bad!"

Suddenly, a voice rang in her ears, startling Mu Bai.

The pen shook, and she accidentally scribbled on the paper.

Mu Bai, a bit annoyed, said, "Why did you scare me?"

Mu Qiuniang didn't respond. She was just flipping through the calligraphy pages piled on the table, from the initial restless strokes to the later calm ones, noting the transformation of a woman's mindset.

Mu Bai grumbled for a while, seeing she was being ignored, and asked, "Why are you here again?"

She thought the woman might have forgotten about her, not showing up for ten days or even half a month. Mu Bai had no idea how long she'd been locked there; the sense of isolation felt like an entire century had passed. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Reward!" Mu Qiuniang handed something over to her.

Mu Bai looked at it, completely speechless: "What reward? Isn't this my phone? You're giving me my phone as a reward?"

"You can post on Weibo, but you're not allowed to make any comments, especially about others."

With the phone in her hands, Mu Bai thought, even if I comment, what can you do about it? But she said nothing, "Got it."

Happily, she started flipping through her phone and discovered the internet was buzzing with "scandal photos" of that vile woman Zhao Minmin?!

"Did you do this?!" Mu Bai was thrilled, "You're amazing, you managed this? Hahaha... That woman is in big trouble now, always pretending to be virtuous like a saint; I just knew she wasn't good news."

Mu Bai continued to vent her grievances.

Probably because she had been shut away for days without anyone to talk to, causing some pent-up aftereffects. Mu Qiuniang let her continue without interruption, showing a great deal of indulgence.

As long as the younger generation didn't cross her boundaries, she could overlook these minor issues.

"Am I talking too much?" Mu Bai suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing she didn't know where her conversation had led. She felt a little embarrassed, especially noticing the gentle look in the woman's eyes — it was like the affectionate gaze of an elder towards a younger generation.

Mu Bai felt a bit strange, a mix of softness and discomfort.

Clearly, she was about the same age as herself, yet she expressed "care" in an elder's manner. Wasn't there something unusual about that?

"If you want to master the art of brush calligraphy, it's quite simple. It's just one word — write." Saying this, Mu Qiuniang picked up the brush Mu Bai previously used, dipped it in ink, and started writing on a piece of white paper.

A large, complex "write" character appeared on the paper, vigorous and powerful, like a dragon flying, full of majesty. The overwhelming presence instantly made people pause.

Mu Bai was taken aback. This...

Before, she didn't understand what made a piece of writing good, but this character somehow gave her the feeling — this writing is excellent!

No words were necessary; it was simply a feeling.

"You write really well!" Mu Bai genuinely praised.

"Write more in the future. While you might not catch up to the past masters, you can certainly surpass ordinary people entirely."

"Why do you want me to write?" This was a question Mu Bai always wanted to ask.

She didn't seem like someone who fancied calligraphy, and indeed, Mu Bai wasn't fond of calligraphy either.

When she was young, her grandfather wanted her to learn calligraphy, but she was too playful and lacked focus, abandoning it after a few days.

But strangely, when this woman forced her, she moved from initial unwillingness to wholehearted acceptance, as if it was the most natural thing.

She constantly said she wasn't sent by her grandfather, yet she still meddled persistently. Why was that? Did the Mu family once do her a favor?

"Shouldn't you write?" Mu Qiuniang asked her back.

Mu Bai wasn't quite sure. Should she write?

But saying she should write also seemed incorrect.

"Actually, there's no should or shouldn't, right or wrong. As long as someone asks you to do it, and you can and are willing to, then just do it."

"But initially, you forced me to write." Mu Bai complained.

She didn't realize she was now speaking with a certain junior attitude towards a trustworthy elder.

"How do you know you're willing or not without trying?"

Mu Bai was speechless, "..." She had tried when she was young.

It seemed Mu Qiuniang could see right through her thoughts, "You're willing now, aren't you?"

"Yes." Mu Bai was a bit unwilling.

Mu Qiuniang would never tell her that the calligraphy books she gave weren't ordinary ones, but books she had cast the "Heart Relaxation Technique" on. The longer one spent with these books, the calmer the mind became.

And once the mind was calm and comfortable, naturally, one would start enjoying the feeling. Unconsciously, isn't that just falling in love with writing?

"You can take these books with you when you leave in the future."

"Really?!" Mu Bai's eyes lit up.

Indeed, she liked these books very much. It was hard to imagine that someone who used to hate calligraphy could fall in love with it because of these books, which were highly significant to her as memories.

"Really."

"Thank you!" Mu Bai sincerely thanked.

"Stay here a while longer until your matters are completely resolved before leaving."

This time, Mu Bai had no objection. She suddenly realized she quite enjoyed this quiet way of life! If it wasn't for Mu Qiuniang's visit, she might have completely forgotten about the outside world.

After Mu Qiuniang left, Mu Bai continued to browse Weibo on her phone. She specifically scrolled to Zhao Minmin's Weibo and found it was already in chaos, with many expressing disappointment in Zhao Minmin, unable to believe she's that kind of person, and announcing they would unfollow her.

More extreme comments talked about "getting back at" Zhao Minmin.

Mu Bai originally wanted to comment, saying: Zhao Minmin is this kind of person, you just didn't know!

However, when she tried to post the comment, she found, to her surprise, she couldn't send it. She then remembered what the "elder" had said.

Mu Bai pouted.

Don't tell her that woman was some incredibly skilled hacker? Who knows what she did to her phone that even comments couldn't be posted.

She had no other choice but to post a photo of her practicing calligraphy for so many days with the caption: [Recently forced by an elder at home to practice writing, this is the result, feeling awesome!]

She feared this post wouldn't go through either, but it did, to her delight, along with the photo.