Wang Heng wrote for a while and handed it to Liang Xinming to read. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Liang Xinming looked at it and said, "Thank you for your guidance." It's just that the wording is vague. The teacher must have a good intention in correcting it in this way. ”

Wang Heng said: "Not bad. The coastal trade tax has been arguing in the court for many days. The ministers of the court still can't make up their minds, and if you put forward a clear point of view, whether it is appropriate or not, I am afraid it will not be good. ”

Liang Xinming asked, "What does the teacher think the student writes?"

Wang Heng said: "Very good. There are still a few points that are not perfect. I don't think you know enough about coastal trade, so you haven't thought it through. In the future, if you understand the inside story, I am afraid that you will not make such a suggestion. ”

Liang Xinming nodded, indicating that he was taught.

This article is for her pen practice. No matter how talented a person is, he must study hard and practice hard in order to achieve positive results. She writes an article every few days, some analyzing history and scriptures, and some discussing current affairs, all for the purpose of practicing her writing.

While the two were talking, Hui Niang came up with tea fruits again.

Liang Xinming felt that the relationship between Hui Niang and Wang Heng was strange. Hui Niang hated and guarded against Wang Heng because she had heard what happened to Lin Xin'er, and Wang Heng instinctively hated Hui Niang. Alas, new love and old love, natural enemies!

Liang Xinming said to Hui Niang: "You go and prepare a few dishes, and ask the teacher to stay for dinner." But I don't know if the teacher is willing to appreciate his face?" The last sentence was said by looking at Wang Heng, asking him what he meant. At the same time, they also reminded that if they stayed for dinner, they would go and prepare, and if they did not stay, should they take their leave? It was getting dark outside.

Wang Heng said "um" and said, "That's it, it's bothering Qingyun." ”

Liang Xinming hurriedly said: "The students are very honored. ”

Then he looked at Hui Niang and motioned for her to prepare.

That helpless look seemed to say, if he doesn't leave, I can't do it.

Hui Niang felt that Wang Heng did it on purpose.

The Liang family is so poor, what's so delicious about this meal?

Hui Niang reluctantly left.

Wang Heng clearly saw it and was in a good mood.

He was talking to Liang Xinming about articles while waiting for dinner.

Facing his bright gaze, Liang Xinming was a little flustered, always lowering his eyes inadvertently, inconvenient to look at him, and did not dare to look at him.

Wang Heng was a little confused.

Liang Xinming's eyes are too similar to Lin Xin'er, but Xin'er will not be so introverted, and she will lower her eyes to cover her thoughts at every turn. Lin Xin'er is cunning, looking at people with a smile, and unconsciously coaxing people around.

He's not Lin Xin'er!

He told himself.

But somehow, he was still attracted like a magnet, and kept getting closer to Liang Xinming to see him, and stayed for dinner.

It was dark, and Hui Niang's meal was ready.

She brought a pot first, and it was steaming.

Set up a charcoal stove on the kang table, put the pot, and then said to Wang Heng with an apologetic face: "Teacher...... This is a pot. Poor and small households...... Nothing good...... I stewed the leftovers from noon...... We eat like this in the countryside. I'm afraid that the teacher is not used to eating. I hope to take care of it!"

Wang Heng originally smelled the aroma and thought it was good, but when he heard her words, he couldn't help but widen his eyes - she actually stewed the leftover vegetables at noon for him to eat?

He looked into the pot, there was meat, tofu skin, egg dumplings, dried vegetables, dried bamboo shoots, and gray pieces I don't know what they were.

Liang Xinming was surprised, she was busy writing articles at noon, and she didn't care about eating at all. She didn't eat it, so the two of them just cooked the leftovers and ate them with pickles. Didn't cook any vegetables at all, where did the leftovers come from?

She meowed at Hui Niang, and suddenly understood:

This is deliberately disgusting Wang Heng!

Although she is a little unkind, she must help Hui Niang.

She took a big soup spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup and vegetables, put it into Wang Heng's bowl, and said with a smile: "The so-called Yipin pot, this is an elegant name, and everyone in the big family calls it that." There is also a common name in the countryside called 'hodgepodge'. It is to stew all the dishes in one pot. Although it doesn't look good, it tastes just as delicious. Master, please try the hodgepodge of our small families and see how it compares to your pot. ”

She didn't explain that it wasn't leftovers.

However, she did not deny it either.

Hui Niang suddenly felt comfortable, and sure enough, Liang Xinming was still facing her.

Wang Heng looked at the dishes in the bowl, and then looked at Liang Xinming.

Liang Xinming looked at him expectantly, he had to pick up the chopsticks with a forced smile, and took a piece of tofu to eat. Thinking that the taste was not bad, he gritted his teeth and took another egg dumpling to eat. Because he thinks that egg dumplings are such a thing, if you want to eat one, no one will take a bite of the egg dumplings and put them back, even if they are left at noon, they should be clean.

The tofu and egg dumplings are delicious.

He continued to eat and ate all the dishes in the bowl.

Liang Xinming saw him eating, and also scooped a spoonful and ate it. It was delicious because she was so hungry. Also, this dish doesn't look very good, but it tastes great.

Hui Niang went out with a smile and continued to serve the food.

After Wang Heng finished eating, he put down his chopsticks and nodded to Liang Xinming: "The taste is indeed delicious." Your daughter-in-law is a good housekeeper and a good person, but her vision is narrower. ”

Liang Xinming looked at him with a strange expression.

Is this saying that her daughter-in-law is not good?

Outside the study, Hui Niang, who came over with food, heard it and couldn't help but be angry, this Wang Heng actually said bad things about her in front of Liang Xinming!

She wants to hear what Liang Xinming has to say.

Liang Xinming said: "Students come from poor backgrounds, so they naturally can't have the vision of their teachers. The daughter-in-law is a woman, and she comes and goes around the inner house, not to mention. ”

Wang Heng said: "I said that your daughter-in-law has a narrow vision, not that she looks down on her background. It is true that she lives frugally, but it depends on who she is right. Today, when she came over as a teacher, she cooked leftovers for the guests, and she naturally didn't care about it as a teacher; what if she changed to someone else? Wouldn't it be a shame for you! You sold your paintings for nearly 3,000 taels of silver, and it was naturally wrong for her to open up her flowers, but she didn't think about even the most basic human contacts, so how can she help you gain a foothold in the officialdom in the future? I'm afraid that I will offend everyone!"

Liang Xinming hurriedly said: "It's not that my daughter-in-law didn't think about it, but she thought too much. At present, students have not been admitted, and some things cannot but be planned in advance. If the student fails to make the list, he or she will have to wait another three years for the next subject. For three years, the journey back to her hometown was too long, and if she stayed in the capital and had no place to live, what would be the use of three thousand taels of silver? ”

Wang Heng was dissatisfied: "You really protect her!"

Liang Xinming said: "My daughter-in-law works hard, and she is incompetent as a student. ”

Xiao Chaoyun helped his mother send chopsticks, lying on the side of the kang and not leaving, looking up at the two of them talking, listening to it, although he didn't understand much, it seemed that the strange mother had cooked leftovers.

Suddenly, she said, "I didn't cook leftovers." ”

Wang Heng looked at the little girl.

What does this mean?