Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me

Chapter 16: Chapter 15 Lost the Seventh Grandson Chapter 16: Chapter 15 Lost the Seventh Grandson Su Chenfei had once used a brush to write calligraphy in a drama.

At that time, he had insisted on not using a handwriting double, so he had to do it himself. As a result, his writing was crooked and distorted, looking like chicken scratch, which the staff captured and uploaded online.

Now that Su Chenfei was holding the pen again, what kind of good writing could he produce?

Nobody believed he could!

Su Chenfei himself wasn’t quite sure either. He ground the ink and held the pen, feeling very conflicted.

Brush writing, well, his second brother could do it. Back then, he couldn’t find any hobbies of his own, so he had learned a bit from each brother. Later, when he decided to become an actor, he had thought these skills would come in handy for acting, only to find that when it came to writing with a brush, his wrist suddenly hurt terribly.

After that, his wrist hurt whenever he tried to write.

This time, he picked up the pen again only because his little aunt was busy and he had nothing else to do.

Mianmian, while drawing talismans, was utterly focused, not realizing that her seventh grandchild by her side was influenced by her and suddenly wanted to write.

When she was learning, she would hear her mother mention things to pay attention to.

Making talismans on paper meant having a medium and required one to complete it with focused energy without distraction.

So Mianmian’s little face was very serious as she concentrated, her tiny body tensed up, with full force in every stroke.

At three years of age, Little Bun’s pose was indeed very impressive. If one ignored the scribbles on the paper, anyone would think she was doing something world-shattering.

Once a talisman was completed, Mianmian let out a long sigh and even raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. In reality, her forehead was smooth and bare, but the gesture was especially cute.

Coincidentally, Su Chenfei was also wiping sweat from his forehead.

He had finished writing the first character too! It went smoothly, without any hindrance! As if the problem with his hand had disappeared!

An elder and a younger in almost perfect synchronization.

[Hahaha, this grandparent-grandchild duo is so funny.]

[The grandparent and grandchild, hahaha, the previous commenter is truly witty.]

[Little Auntie is also a grandparent, so it’s not wrong to say that.]

The staff, very observant, aimed the camera at the tabletop while the two examined their works.

What the audience saw first was Mianmian’s creation.

On the yellow talisman paper, the only recognizable character was “赦” (pardon). The smaller characters below were too tiny to discern.

Those who didn’t understand brush writing were just enjoying the show, but those who did understand were speaking professionally.

[This little girl is extraordinary. Her brushwork is accomplished in one go, the ink flows smoothly from the pen, and the strokes are uninhibited—she writes too well.]

Looking at Su Chenfei’s work, the audience also praised it with bullet comments: [Good writing, cursive script, from the wild school? Perhaps he was hesitant, the strength wasn’t quite right in the middle, smudging some ink.]

Su Chenfei had written the character “Su” in cursive script.

Like his name, it looked as if it was about to take flight, full of vigor. The smudged ink was at the top of a central stroke, but overall, it didn’t make much of an impact.

Besides the duo in the study room, there was no one else, and the tabletop was clean with nothing on it. The live broadcast couldn’t have had someone else write for them.

[He must have practiced that ‘Su’ character alone, impressive. Still, you should check out our Tao’s writing, which has been praised by calligraphers.]

[Right, let’s watch our Tao’s writing!]

Some provoked audience members indeed went to Qin Tao’s live broadcast room.

They were in stitches when they saw it.

Were those even characters that Qin Tao had written? The strokes were all crooked, like they were written by a three-year-old. Wait, the three-year-old at Su Chenfei’s side wrote pretty well.

As for Qin Tao’s younger brother, it had already been said he was a beginner, so it was fine that his writing was poor.

[Qin Tao’s fans, please stop bluffing, your idol’s writing looks like a dog’s crawl.]

[I’m not going anymore, I’m not going. It’s more comfortable and pleasing to watch the grandparent-grandchild team here.]

Qin Tao’s fans were livid and quickly made excuses for their idol, suggesting that perhaps he had injured his hand.

Qin Tao, who was being defended by his fans, had indeed been holding his wrist, looking incredulous. He had a vague bad feeling, but he couldn’t show it at the moment. All he could do was face the camera and say, “Ah, I was lifting weights the other day, and my brother messed around a bit, twisting my hand. I thought it was fine, but only when writing did I feel it.”

After explaining, he moved to his brother’s side and guided him on how to hold the pen.

Mianmian had just finished drawing the second talisman and moved on to the third, the fourth… a total of 15 talismans. The nephews and grandnephews all said they wanted to give her things, so she asked to buy these items to use for her convenience.

After the talisman papers were drawn, they were meant to create safety charms for the family.

Though the Su Family’s faces showed no signs of danger, Mianmian still decided to prepare in advance. Otherwise, just like last night when she was asleep, and the seventh grandchild’s face showed a problem, it would be bad if a ghost started to cling to them.

Once the talismans were finished, Mianmian folded the talisman papers into triangles and placed them into prepared embroidered sachets.

Her little hands grabbed them, and she toddled off towards the edge of the camera’s view.

Su Chenfei was still writing, and the staff hesitated but, thinking of Mianmian as the center of attention, followed her with the camera.

The last expression on Su Chenfei’s face, left on the screen, was one of shock!

His eyes were wide open, especially expressive.

From the morning’s twisted humiliation of being spanked by his mother, the frustration of being kicked in the behind by his father while brushing his teeth, to now being abandoned by the staff, Su Chenfei’s face perfectly displayed three kinds of emotions, truly a waste of his handsome features.

[Hahaha, after seeing Su Chenfei’s negative gossip, everyone says Su Chenfei can’t act, but if this is all an act, I think he’s not bad at it at all.]

[I completely agree with the comment above, I’ve already screenshotted it and made it into an emoji.]

[Can you share that emoji, I want to use it too!]

[Me too, shall we form a group?]

Su Chenfei didn’t have a fan group, only anti-fans. Now, the first group about to be created was an emoji group!

If Su Chenfei himself knew, who knows what he would think.

The Su Family house was exceptionally large. Mianmian, holding the protection charms, first found a servant to help convey her wish to meet the eldest grandnephew and others. Before the servant could pass on the message, the Su Family members neatly showed up in front of Mianmian.

They had planned this. Earlier, someone had said it was the family acting, and that was why they called Mianmian “Little Auntie”.

This time, Su Chenjin directly picked up Mianmian, and the man with no expression in his face had only warmth in his eyes, and he gently asked, “Little Auntie, what do you need from your grandnephew?”

Apart from Su Chenfei of the Entertainment Circle, Su Chenjin had also appeared on camera.

The person in charge of Su Group, the successful and handsome young CEO Su Chenjin, with a height of 1.9 meters, had an imposing presence on camera.

Yet, here he was, holding a little bun in his arms and respectfully calling her “Little Auntie”. How could this not drive the viewers wild?

It wasn’t just Su Chenjin, the other five handsome men, each with their own charm, also chimed in: “Little Auntie, we’re here.”

[Whether you believe she’s the Little Auntie or not, I certainly do. Little Auntie, none of your nephews are married, right?]

[Damn it, I should’ve asked Little Auntie for a fortune reading just now, to see if there’s any fate between me and Mr. Su.]

[I declare that from today onwards, I too have a Little Auntie (funny).]

“I’m here to give you safety charms.” Mianmian handed out the items she was holding, “If you had these last night, the seventh grandchild wouldn’t have had nightmares. If you wear them, they can protect you from ghosts.”

Everybody got one, no one was left out. After handing out the safety charms, there were still four left in her hand.

Mianmian enumerated, “This one’s for the second grandnephew, these two are for the great-grandnephews, and this one is for the seventh grandchild. Seventh grandchild?”

Mianmian turned her head to look behind for Su Chenfei and only then realized she had lost track of her seventh grandchild.

Fortunately, Su Chenfei approached on his own with a sorrowful look: “I thought Little Auntie didn’t want me anymore.”

Mianmian smiled, her eyes squinting happily: “Sorry, Mianmian was in a rush to hand out the safety charms and catch a flight. Seventh grandchild, don’t be mad, this is for you.”

After distributing the safety charms, it was indeed time to go to the airport.

Before getting in the car, Su Chenfei, holding a suitcase and leading Mianmian, turned to wave farewell to the family: “I’ll take good care of Little Auntie…”

But no one was looking at him! No one at all!

Everyone was looking at Mianmian.

“Take good care of Old Seven, Little Auntie.”

“We’re entrusting him to you, Little Auntie!”

“If the brat does anything wrong, feel free to smack him!”

Mianmian’s little head nearly created afterimages as she waved her paws: “Mianmian will, you all take care too.”

Then, pulling Su Chenfei along, she took the lead and got into the car.