The room was quiet, only the water in the copper kettle was slowly heated on the stove, and the sound of a small fragment of noise was heard in the closed kettle, which made people can't help but have a dreamlike trance.

The nib falls on the paper, the ink is of good quality, the lubrication is smooth, and the feel is very pleasant.

The rice paper is also good, thin but not brittle, and the ink is not deep or shallow.

Xiaolan, Xiaolan, Xiaolan......

Wang Yanan, Wang Yanan, Wang Yanan, Wang Yanan......

Write a full line, write another line, write a full one, write another one.

It seems to ask a deep mystery from this tireless repetition.

There was a soft knock on the door, and someone was in the doorway.

The dumb aunt didn't want to look up, she knew that it wasn't Lancao, Lancao's footsteps and breathing were not like this, and for some reason, she found that her body's sense of hearing was far more sensitive than before.

Continue to dip in ink, continue to write, now it is much smoother, unfortunately this brush is still not as good as a pen or gel pen, but people in this world seem to only have a brush, can only force themselves to adapt.

Puff - P

Two soft knees, kneeling on the hard and cold blue brick floor, followed suit, rubbed forward, bypassed the stove, and knelt straight behind the writing figure.

The dumb aunt still doesn't look up, what should happen in this world will always happen, and I'm really not interested in being so curious about everything.

Knock Knock Knock Knock

The hard bones slammed into the ground with a crisp sound.

Someone is kowtowing.

"Little grandmother, I beg you, allow the slave and maid to come back - the slave and maid are wrong, and should not have left you and gone elsewhere, but the slave and maid went out of the corner courtyard, and they are not happy to go anywhere, they dislike me for not being faithful enough to my master, and if I can abandon you today, I will also abandon them in the future. Master, the slave and maid can't bear it for a day when they look up to people's nose and look at people's eyes, and the slave and maid are willing to come back to serve the master. ”

A crisp voice, speaking briskly, kowtowing while talking.

No one paid attention, only the sound of the brush scratching on the shengxuan, like a silkworm gnawing on mulberry leaves.

The person who came was unwilling, and was still muttering to himself, "I know you can't hear it, you can't hear anything, but the little grandmother, the orchid really regrets it, do you know? I begged Sister Lancao several times, she didn't allow me to come to see you, the slave maid thought that even if she was not worthy of entering the corner courtyard to serve you, the slave maid's intention was to let the little grandmother know, although the slave and the maid liked to climb the high branches, but the slave and the maid swore to the sky, the slave and the maid never did anything sorry for the little grandmother after going out, and did not say a word that was unfavorable to the little grandmother. ”

She seems to have been betrayed by a person, a very good person with her, called a best friend in that life, the two of them eat together, go shopping together, do hair together, evaluate each other's boyfriends, sometimes work late overtime, and go home together.

But the man betrayed her, and she was calculated like a fool, framed, and put into a situation from which she could never recover.

Is there anyone else in this world who can be trusted?

Especially the person who was scolding and arguing to turn his back on him in front of him, and when he saw that your situation was getting better and became a master for a while, he turned around and came to slap you, flattered you, and said flattering words all over his mouth, can such a person be forgiven? Can you believe it again?

No, no, isn't it enough to die once? Isn't it enough to make a painful memory?

The gesture was paused, and the heavy stroke was forcefully penetrated through the whole Zhang Shengxuan, and then continued with a stroke, which was a stroke.

One by one, a person with a capital letter was formed, and the ink was sharp and flowed like blood.

She turned her face suddenly, a thick layer of frost covering her brow.

The orchid kneeling on the ground was an inch short in this gaze, and she couldn't wait to get into the ground, but unfortunately there was no pit on the ground.

"Little grandma, little grandma," she kowtowed like pounding garlic, tears flowed for a long time, "the slave and the maid are really repentant, you can call the slave and the maid back, from now on, the slave and the maid must follow the master and protect the master like bluegrass." ”

A drop of ink slipped off the tip of the pen and fell to the ground. The green bricks have good adsorption, and soon the ink is gone.

Smack - another drop drops.

"Okay," Lan Cao stood up, touched a handful of tears, knowing that the road had come to an end, and there was no turning back no matter how much she pleaded, she was simply not afraid of anything, and gritted her fine white teeth, "This is the last time the slave maid will come to beg you, and from now on, no matter where the slave and maid are on an errand, whether they are dead or alive, they will not come to drag your little grandmother down." You're going to live your life as a child bride, little mute!"

He turned around and left, but suddenly turned around, stared fixedly at the desktop, and landed on the huge "human" character with hearty ink, "Huh, are you writing, can you write, can a dumb person write?"

While talking to himself, he took a step forward, his eyes staring at the rice paper, "People, Xiaolan, Wang...... "This little mute can actually write, this is amazing, what is it that she woke up from a coma? Not only can she deliver babies to women who have difficulty giving birth, but she will not die when she enters the bench room and is beaten violently, and she is not seriously injured, and no one else can get up for ten days and a half months, and she wanders around the next day; I don't know why she suddenly coaxed the eldest lady to change her mind, and suddenly she was very kind to him; and now she is writing again? My mother, what is the matter with this world? Is it possessed by ghosts? Or did you change people overnight?Impossible, ghosts and gods are generally looking for smart people, could they fall in love with a timid and stupid little mute? Unlikely-"

His head shook like a rattle, while talking to himself, he retreated, since people don't stay, what's the use of entanglement, after all, it's his own mistake to do it in front, and now it's hopeless to turn back, which is also reasonable.

However, his eyes scanned the stacked rice paper on the side for the last time, which was full of words, and his curiosity came up, "Hey, what kind of characters is she writing here, why does it look so unfamiliar? Well, I recognize these words, but what about these, why don't I seem to have seen them? Could it be that my father didn't teach me? Or is it a new font that has recently appeared? It's unlikely, my father said that the font that is in use now is from the Tang Dynasty in China, why doesn't this character look like a line? It seems to be simpler than a line?"

Suddenly, there was an extra pen in his hand.

Orchid was stunned, the mute little grandmother who had been ignoring herself had already stuffed the brush stick into her hand, pointed to a piece of rice paper, and nodded, what does that mean, is it telling her to write?

Write it, it's not that I haven't written, when I was a child, I was often forced by my father to practice calligraphy, practicing for half an hour every day, grinding her hands and bowls hurt, and there were no tears.

What to write?

After a little groaning, he gently put down the pen, and the horizontal and vertical Xiaokai slowly spit out from the end of the pen: "Little grandma orchid is here to admit mistakes, please forgive me." ”

Orchid has her own idea in her heart, since I have begged for so long and you can't hear it, if you really know the words, then I will take the opportunity to express my heart with words, whether it can be useful or not, it depends on the chance.

After writing easily, he gently put the brush on the pen holder, stopped nagging, took a step back and stood quietly waiting for her to judge.

The dumb aunt looked at it with some difficulty, it was a sentence, written vertically from the right to the left, just saw her write like this, she was a little puzzled in her heart, and soon woke up, this is the ancient times, the ancients were like this writing and reading habits, and the ancient Chinese medicine classics that she had read with the master were not all such typesetting habits.

And it's all in traditional Chinese.

Traditional Chinese characters are troublesome and difficult to understand in the eyes of modern people, but who called her to study medicine, it is just a matter of studying obstetrics and gynecology, the most important master is the old Chinese medicine doctor, and the days with the master, she was constantly urged to read those esoteric and difficult to understand the traditional Chinese books, and over time, she was able to read traditional Chinese books fluently.

However, I would never have dreamed that the work I used at that time would come in handy here, Master, Master, could it be that your old family has the magical ability to predict the future, knowing that my disciple and I will one day fall into a distant era, and it is possible that I will have to rely on this thin skill to mix rice and eat?

Little grandma orchid is here to admit her mistakes, please forgive me

After breaking the sentence correctly, the dumb aunt looked at the sentence.

To tell the truth, she was shocked, this word is not generally good, dignified, juan beautiful, delicate, like a row of neat teeth, one by one upright lined up there, so that people can't help but love, want to give a thumbs up and praise, to know that a girl can write such a good hand, whether it is the world she came from, or the world in front of her, it is not an easy task, especially in this ancient society, reading and writing are not the privilege of boys, women are not talented is virtue, you have nothing to embroider, there is no need to practice a good hand, the whole society is so grandiose advocacy。

This girl writes beautifully.

It's really not ordinarily beautiful, if you put it in that modern society, it is estimated that as long as you make a move, you can scare those calligraphers who are members of the calligraphy association.

The girl is unfortunate, she was born in the wrong era, and even more unfortunately, she has a low status and is a girl.

No, such a talent cannot be buried, at least not sunk in my hands.

Orchid is with luck to break into the corner yard, she saw the orchid go out to run errands, so she ran in, said in her heart anyway, the little grandmother who did the things she did was a dumb person who didn't know, so she came to kowtow and shed tears, take out her poor appearance, in case it touched the heart of the little grandmother, it would be better to return to the corner yard, if not, it would be better than not trying, how to know the result if you don't try? But since things are uncertain, she cried, it didn't work, it seems that the attempt failed, she was in a low mood, so she didn't care about anything, anyway, I'm not your subordinate here, I'm afraid of what you do. But the little grandmother finished reading the words, and came to see the orchid again, this gaze is very special, quiet, deep, silent, empty, as if there is still a touch of compassion, yes, it is compassion, the orchid is sure to be compassion, because she used to see this feeling in her father's eyes.

The little grandmother looked at herself with some pity.

Could it be that she is pitying me?

Orchid originally became indifferent because of the disillusionment of hope, suddenly became nervous, a few beads of sweat came out of the wings of the nose, legs were trembling, she quietly looked at this familiar room, she had been here for two months, should be so-so half-hearted, because the master has no status in this family, she is a slave and maid naturally as soon as she goes out to be ostracized everywhere, I can't imagine that in just a few days, everything here has changed, the bedding on the kang has been more, the curtain on the kang has been replaced with a new one, the table and stool have been added, the cold room has been warm and dry, there are more tea cans, vases, porcelain vases, incense burners on the table, and even a faint fragrance floating in the air。

It's really turned over, and the good days are coming.

Only, can I still go back here to serve?

The man who had been looking at the orchid suddenly nodded, picked up a pen and gently wrote a line on the paper, "You, would you like to come back and help me write?"

Orchid looked at these nine words, although it was like the crooked handwriting of a beginner, but at that moment Orchid felt that this was the most beautiful word in the world, she pinched the paper in her hand, covered her face, and cried softly, while kneeling softly on the ground, I am willing, little grandma, as long as I can be called back to the corner courtyard, the slave is willing to do anything.