Wen Jianning, who was suddenly named by name, suddenly came back to his senses and simply retold the story in his own words.

Their fairy tale books are the same, one for each of the four. Wen Jianning had already read it, and he still had an impression of this story, even if he hadn't heard it just now, he knew a rough idea.

When she finished speaking, Wen Baiqing nodded: "Very good." ”

He put down the fairy tale book and reached for the begonia box on the coffee table.

Wen Jianning's heart suddenly lifted.

The tabloid was placed right on it.

Wen Baiqing's hand picked up the tabloid, put it aside under Wen Jianning's nervous gaze, opened the box and grabbed a handful of wine chocolates from it and gave it to her: "Reward." ”

With Jianwan's eyes about to breathe fire, Wen Jianning took the handful of chocolate, peeled off a piece and put it in his mouth.

The bitter chocolate softens in the mouth, followed by a strong and intense aroma of wine.

After this little episode, she finally relented and never dared to look at the tabloid again.

may have been stimulated by the handful of wine-hearted chocolates, and then saw that Wan became more and more pestering Wen Baiqing to ask energetically, asking Wen Baiqing what he had learned and whether his homework was heavy, and asking what was fresh and interesting in Guangzhou.

Although Wen Baiqing was a little helpless by her questions, he answered all the questions he could answer.

It turned out that Wen Baiqing, like them, did not enroll directly after arriving in Guangzhou, but first hired a tutor to tutor, and then went to school after passing the entrance exam in the spring of next year.

But as a boy, he was much freer than the girls.

There were no elders of the Wen family in Guangzhou, only domestic servants who took care of the business there, and occasionally when the two uncles went there to discuss business, they might go to the house there to live for a while. So most of the time, Wen Baiqing is alone over there. Although lonely, there is no one to control them, which makes them a little envious.

When it was late at night, Wen Jingshu drove a group of children upstairs to sleep.

Wen Baiqing temporarily lived in the guest room, not far from Wen Jianning's room, and the two of them walked behind one after the other. When Wen Jianning entered the house and was about to close the door, he suddenly slipped in through the crack in the door, pressed his back against the door, and made a silent gesture to her.

Wen Jianning didn't know what he was going to do, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Wen Baiqing lowered his head and took out the folded newspaper from his sleeve and shook it in front of her eyes.

"You want to see this?"

Wen Jianning nodded vigorously.

Wen Baiqing had already roughly browsed the content of this tabloid before, and when she nodded, she couldn't help frowning: "I don't study well at a young age, and I don't know how to do my homework yet, so I look at this kind of thing wholeheartedly." ”

He said it in disgust, but he handed her the tabloid anyway.

Wen Jianning hurriedly took it, glanced at it roughly, and saw that there was a retrospective of "Spring Oriole" on it, and the signature next to it was also the owner of the Shadow Pavilion. Only then did she put the tabloid away at ease, and then thanked Wen Baiqing: "Thank you." ”

Wen Baiqing snorted coldly who answered her: "If you want to see it, take it over and see it, don't hide it." ”

Wen Jianning thought for a while and said, "Then you can come in if you want to enter my room, and you don't need to hide it." ”

Wen Baiqing was so angry with her that she choked at first, and then saw her sincere attitude, and suspected that she was thinking too much, so she said angrily: "You give it to me tomorrow after reading it, and let me deal with it, so that no one will know that you look at this and this kind of thing." ”

After sending Wen Baiqing away, Wen Jianning closed the door, turned on the lamp with the green cover, and began to read the content of this serial.

Unlike the maids who only talk about a general plot, the master of the Shadow Pavilion is a lot of literary brilliance in the novel, Wen Jianning has limited knowledge, and there are many places where he can't read it, so he can only read it in the important places.

After reading it, she couldn't help but be disappointed.

It turned out that when the cousin came to the door, it happened that Ying'er had been kicked out by the landlord because she couldn't pay the rent, and she was going to go to the house of another dancer who was good friends with her, and the two missed it again. However, the cousin had already expected that Ying'er was homeless, so he must have defected to relatives and friends, and asked from the neighbors the name of the dancing girl who was good friends with Ying'er. As for what happens next, it will depend on the next decomposition.

Wen Jianning felt that maybe in the next issue, the master of the Shadow Pavilion would make a bridge where the two of them passed by, and then arouse people's appetites. Where is this "Spring Oriole", it is clearly playing people around.

She put down the tabloid and was about to go to bed when she suddenly stopped again.

Wen Jianning turned back to the desk, picked up the tabloid again, looked at the lead words of the owner of the Shadow Pavilion, and then glanced at the authors of several other columns next to him, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

- If she could publish an article in the newspaper, would her aunt and uncle see it one day and follow her name?

As soon as this thought appeared, it instantly grabbed all her mind, so that there was no other thing in her mind.

Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't wait to go back to the desk in her room and sit down, and write a splendid article so that the newspaper could turn it into a lead word for publication, and attach her name to spread all over the country.

But soon she calmed down.

This matter has to be discussed in the long run, and it is best to discuss it with Mr. Qi and ask her to help with the staff.

It's a pity that because of Christmas, Wen Jingshu has given them a holiday these days, and she has to wait a few days to see Mr. Qi.

During this period, Wen Baiqing stayed for less than three days and had to leave for Guangzhou.

Although he didn't say anything on his face, Wen Jianning felt tired for him when he thought about it. Although it is not far from Guangzhou all the way to here, it is inevitable that he will have to reverse the car and take a boat; after coming, Wen Baiqing has to deal with unfamiliar aunts and cousins, and after staying for a few days, he will hurry back.

She said to him seriously when no one was there: "If you don't want to come, don't come next time." ”

Wen Baiqing glanced at her: "I can come if I want to, and if I don't want to come, I won't come, and I don't need you to remind me." ”

Wen Jianning thought that he had misunderstood what she meant, and was about to explain, but saw the corners of Wen Baiqing's mouth slightly raised.

He actually understood what Wen Jianning meant.

This time for Christmas, my aunt Wen Jingshu sent him a letter half a month in advance, inviting him to come to Hong Kong for a gathering. The letter repeatedly invited, but he only felt that it was difficult to shirk, so he could only come hard. When he arrived here, his aunt's hospitality was too hospitable, which made him feel quite uncomfortable and regretted it a little. What's more, he was wary of the Wen family. The more enthusiastic Wen Jingshu was, the more strange he felt.

He had already planned that if there was a next time, he would have to find a way to find an excuse to shirk it.

But Wen Baiqing glanced at Wen Jianning and said in his heart.

If he has time, it's good to come and see it once in a while, after all, he has no other relatives in this world. This relative naturally refers to the one he agrees with in his heart, not to those of the Wen family.

Thinking of this, Wen Baiqing took out a pre-prepared note: "Take it." ”

Wen Jianning took it and looked down, saw that the address was written on it, and heard him say again: "This is my mailing address, if you have anything, you can write to me." ”

She hesitated, "But I'm usually fine. ”

Wen Jianning was telling the truth.

Wen Jingshu and Mei Shan did not treat them badly in life, and they generally did not use it to the point of getting trouble with Wen Baiqing. And although Hong Kong and Guangzhou are not too far away, they are not close either, and if there is anything urgent, it will be too late for a letter to arrive. What's more, she still has Mr. Qi, if she has anything to say, she must have said it to Mr. Qi first.

Wen Baiqing really glared at her this time, and then stuffed the address into her hand and turned to leave.

……

After he left, the Wen girls resumed their classes all day.

A few days after Christmas, Wen Jingshu suddenly brought them over to talk.

Mei Shan said with a smile on the side: "Your aunt said earlier that she would hire a good English teacher for you, no, she finally invited someone to come, and she will teach you a lesson tomorrow." Listen to that teacher. ”

Wen Jianning then remembered that Wen Jingshu had said earlier that she would find a new English teacher for them. At that time, I only said that I would find someone in a few days, but I didn't expect to delay it until now to invite someone.

Mei Shan and the others specially informed the little girls in advance, just because the English teacher invited by Wen Jingshu was not small. The other party is a member of the Feng family, a prominent family in the mainland, and has studied abroad. If it weren't for her special situation now, with Wen Jingshu's identity, I wanted to invite her to be an English teacher, but I was afraid that it would be a fool's dream.

If you don't tell me in advance, it won't be good if this group of children is ignorant and treats the new teacher slowly.

Wen Jianning and the others responded in unison.

The next morning, they were dressed up early in the morning and sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for the arrival of the new English teacher. After a while, a group of little girls hurriedly jumped off the sofa, adjusted their standing posture and stood in a row, looking at the visitors.

I saw Wen Jingshu and a young girl coming in while talking and laughing.

The young girl had short hair and neat hair, a gray lambskin coat with a high neck, a white shirt, a plaid waistcoat, and brown boots and breeches. The person is very beautiful, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a shallow pear vortex when he laughs.

Wen Jingshu waved at a few of them: "What are you still doing in a daze, come and meet your English teacher." ”

The young girl took the initiative to stretch out her hand and said generously: "Hello, my name is Feng Ling, and I will be your English teacher in the future." ”

The little girls woke up from a dream and shook hands with her one by one.

Although Mei Shan is beautiful, her demeanor is a little frivolous, and her aunt Wen Jingshu is also beautiful, but there is always a little artificiality in her elegance. What's more, they are a generation apart from Jianwan and them, and that mature beauty seems to be on the clouds, too far away from them.

But Feng Ling in front of him is different.

She was young and beautiful, generous and free-spirited, and full of vigorous vitality, which had already attracted a few little girls, and listening to her fluent and beautiful English, although they were dizzy to hear it, they couldn't help but have a little admiration for this big sister.

Feng Ling didn't pay attention to it because she was teaching children, but prepared the lesson in advance and carefully took notes for the lesson. However, there was always a discrepancy between the preparation and the reality, and finding that they were still a little unable to keep up, Feng Ling repeatedly slowed down and patiently corrected their pronunciation.

But at the end of the morning, the little girls had a good impression of the new English teacher.

Even Wen Jianning, who had previously felt that someone had robbed Mr. Qi of his job, it was difficult to say anything wrong with Feng Ling.