"Robert, don't put ink on your face." Elliot was not angry when he saw the couplet destroyed.
Looking at Robert's little black hands, his clothes full of black ink stains, and his mottled little black face, Elliot furrowed his brows.
"I ignore you for a few minutes, and you find some ink to play with?" Avery walked up to Robert and undressed him. "How did you get the ink? I didn’t see you crawling on the table!"
Robert understood what his mother said and pointed his little hand to the side.
On a chair next to it, there was a bottle of ink.
"I took it out while looking for ink, but I forgot to put it back," Elliot explained. "I don't blame my son."
"Don't be too protective of him. I don't know how he unscrewed the cap." Avery took off her son's clothes and took him for a bath.
Elliot looked at the mess his son had created and shook his head.
He did not know if Hayden was so naughty when he was a child, but Robert was visibly much naughtier.
The next day, Avery and Elliot visited Wesley's house with their three children.
Avery took out the couplet written by Elliot and showed it to Wesley.
"Elliot wrote it, isn't it nice?"
Wesley nodded. "It's not bad."
Avery was puzzled when she got this evaluation. "Is it just not bad'? I think it's perfect!"
Wesley looked at Avery’s dumbfounded expression and pointed to a painting on the wall. "What do you think of the calligraphy and painting on the wall?"
Avery glanced at the wall and immediately exclaimed, "That's beautiful calligraphy! I don't understand much about calligraphy, but I do know that this has been done by a master."
"My dad did that."
"Wow! Uncle is so great!" Avery's cheeks were flushed, and she suddenly wanted to take back the couplet she had sent out.
She had known Wesley for so long and had never heard him say that his father had such high attainments in calligraphy.
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