Damn, How could my family be so wealthy?
Chapter 138 - 137 Double Happiness

Chapter 138: Chapter 137 Double Happiness

"Who says I don’t understand calligraphy? I sincerely think the characters you write are good, Grandpa."

Su Mu did not want to lose face in front of someone he cared about.

If it had been before, Su Mu naturally wouldn’t have been so confident.

As an outsider, discussing this issue with an expert—wasn’t that just asking to be exposed?

But now Su Mu had external support, he could of course be so bold and assertive.

"Oh? Then tell me, what script is this that I’ve written?"

Elder Su looked at his grandson with amusement, the young fellow was quite self-assured.

Since Xiao Mu was so confident, Elder Su also wanted to test his grandson.

"I’ll study it carefully."

Su Mu moved closer, seemingly deep in study of the grand, dancing characters Grandpa had written.

"Sign in at the study!"

"Ding! Sign-in at the study successful, reward received: King-Level Calligraphy Skill!"

The system was very human-friendly, knowing exactly what Su Mu urgently needed—a knowledge of calligraphy.

It directly awarded him the King-Level Calligraphy Skill thoughtfully.

As the system’s voice faded, various pieces of knowledge about calligraphy materialized in Su Mu’s mind.

Along with this, Su Mu’s right hand started to tremble rapidly.

Su Mu felt as though countless books were slamming into his brain all at once.

Knowledge churned incessantly in his mind.

A few minutes later, everything returned to calm.

Only Su Mu’s mind had gained many more points of knowledge.

"Did you figure out anything, young man?"

Elder Su saw Su Mu staring at his characters for a while now, yet he hadn’t uttered a single word.

He asked with slight amusement.

"Grandpa, this is Caoshu Calligraphy, and it’s Jingcao Calligraphy,"

Armed with the King-Level Calligraphy Skill, Su Mu naturally recognized at a glance that Grandpa had written in Caoshu Calligraphy.

Caoshu Calligraphy is divided into Zhangcao, Jingcao, and Kuangcao Calligraphy. Today, Grandpa used Jingcao Calligraphy.

"Not bad, Xiao Mu, how did you discern that this is Jingcao Calligraphy?"

Elder Su was a bit surprised; he thought Xiao Mu was just making a random guess.

He didn’t expect the young man to actually articulate it.

Looking at him, Xiao Mu didn’t seem to be guessing, after all, an average person wouldn’t know the three distinctions within Caoshu Calligraphy.

"Grandpa, Caoshu Calligraphy evolved during the Han dynasty, based on the foundation of clerical script,"

"These characters have a simplified structure and flowing strokes, these are the characteristics of Caoshu Calligraphy."

"Most importantly, Caoshu Calligraphy can convey beauty amidst chaos."

"Grandpa, isn’t that what your writing gives people—a sense of chaotic beauty?"

Su Mu raised the corners of his mouth.

Having been rewarded by the system, all this knowledge now seemed like child’s play to Su Mu.

"Excellent, excellent."

Elder Su nodded repeatedly, amazed that Xiao Mu, despite his young age, knew quite a bit.

"Xiao Mu, many who know a bit about calligraphy can also see some technique in Caoshu,"

"How did you differentiate that I used Jingcao Calligraphy?"

Since his grandson appeared so knowledgeable, Elder Su naturally wanted to ask some deeper questions.

"Grandpa, Jingcao Calligraphy is also known as ’small script,’ with its biggest feature being the interconnected and circling strokes, creating a chained effect between the characters."

"Look, don’t these characters exhibit that feature?"

Su Mu pointed at the connected strokes in a few characters of Elder Su’s work, smiling inquisitively.

"Hahaha, good boy, Xiao Mu, you are much better than your dad in this."

"Your dad would probably be doing well just to recognize that I wrote Caoshu Calligraphy."

Elder Su, as if having found a kindred spirit, happily patted Su Mu’s shoulder.

Su Mu felt a bit of sympathy for his old man.

This was the second time his grandpa had used him to make comparisons with his father.

Su Mu felt as if his victory wasn’t entirely fair since he had the support of the system, right?

He mentally apologized to his dad, "Sorry, old man."

Su Mu concluded that perhaps his father’s constitution was the type that could get shot even while lying down.

Elder Su, in high spirits, pulled Su Mu to sit down and started discussing calligraphy.

With a common language, the two chatted for more than an hour.

It wasn’t until Elder Su felt thirsty and picked up his teacup that he realized the tea Ah Fook had brought in had long since gone cold.

Elder Su then realized he had unwittingly spent a lot of time talking with Xiao Mu.

"Alright, Xiao Mu, let’s stop here for today. You’ve just returned from your trip, go back to your room and rest for a while," he said.

"I’ll have Ah Fook call you for dinner."

Elder Su waved his hand, indicating Su Mu should go back to his room to rest.

Although he was not entirely satisfied, he was comforted by the fact that this was his own grandson.

Whenever Elder Su felt like discussing calligraphy with Xiao Mu, it was very convenient.

"Okay, Grandpa, I’ll head back to my room then," Su Mu replied.

Su Mu thought his grandpa was getting on in years and really should rest after such a long chat.

Although Elder Su was in very good health and full of energy,

age was still a factor, and one should be cautious, right?

Su Mu returned to his room, and the first thing he did, naturally, was to take a shower.

He had come back directly on a flight from Haijiang City and though he’d been in a car on the way,

the heat was unavoidable, and Su Mu felt like he had sweated a bit.

Not liking that smell, Su Mu naturally wanted to scrub himself clean.

Boys tend to shower quickly with hot water.

In no time, Su Mu emerged from the bathroom feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Since Grandpa said Ah Fook would call him for dinner, Su Mu didn’t rush to go downstairs.

He took out his cellphone.

One needs to power it off on a flight.

After landing, all Su Mu did was turn his cellphone on; he hadn’t checked it yet.

Now that he had some time, Su Mu went straight to the lock screen.

"Xiao Mu, have you made it home? Remember to send a message to Mom when you arrive."

His mom’s WeChat message.

"Mom, I’ve safely arrived home. I was just chatting with Grandpa a while ago."

Quite some time had passed since his mom had sent that message.

Anxious not to worry her, Su Mu explained.

"Okay, the company is listing tomorrow. Don’t go out and play today. Rest well at home," she replied.

Su Mu could tell his mom wasn’t busy now since she was replying very quickly,

almost as fast as Xuanxuan’s instantaneous responses.

Thinking of Xuanxuan, Su Mu knew his mom had been eager to meet his girlfriend.

Su Mu thought tomorrow’s company listing would be a good day.

What could be better than doubling the joy by bringing Xuanxuan along to fulfill his mom’s wish?

He opened Jiang Xinxuan’s WeChat profile and directly sent a message.

"The Su Family Group is listing tomorrow; come with me to the event," he said.

He didn’t expect his girlfriend to reply immediately since she was probably resting, so Su Mu wasn’t hoping for an instantaneous response from Xuanxuan.

After all, it was about tomorrow; there was no rush for the moment.

"Is that okay? Won’t your uncle and aunt be upset?" she replied surprisingly quickly.