When the sun rose, the wind and snow subsided a bit. As Wen Chaoshen chopped wood, Lü Zhiming asked him how his calligraphy practice was going recently. Wen Chaoshen looked at him in surprise and said:
"How did Mr. Lü know I was practicing calligraphy?"
Lü Zhiming turned and pointed to the second floor, smiling:
"You can see it from upstairs."
