Chapter 142

Mama instructed while tying the clothes for Yueniang, "The snow is getting heavier and heavier, if you go out, Miss should remember to bring an umbrella, if you soak your clothes and catch a cold, it will not be good." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Seeing that Mama was babbling and saying something, Yueniang hurriedly pushed her back and said, "Mama can go with confidence, I have to stay with my eldest brother all day, and it will be fine." ā€

Mama smiled and scolded her forehead, and left helplessly.

After sending Mama away, Yueniang asked Fu Mingxuan with bright eyes, "Big brother, where are we going to study?"

Seeing that Yueniang's eyes were shining, but the afterglow kept skimming outward, she already knew it in her heart, raised her eyebrows and said, "You want to go out?"

Seeing that the eldest brother guessed his thoughts, Yueniang stuck out her tongue and said: "The maid and lady are always walking around in the house, and they are very annoying, why don't we go to the small pavilion middle school in the center of the lake." ā€

"I'll take you there tomorrow when the snow stops. ā€

"Big brother counts. "If you go to study outside, you won't be too bored when you take a break, and I don't want my eldest brother to be so happy as he promised, Yueniang's heart can't help but bloom, and the depressed feeling of being forced to study is also forgotten.

However, today's grandmothers and maids are very interesting, and when they see that the young lady is studying with the young master, they rarely disturb, and only occasionally come in to change the pot of tea.

There was only a stack of rice paper, two brushes, and an inkstone on the table.

Leaning over, Fu Mingxuan had already written the word "I" on a piece of paper, the technique was clear and sharp, without the slightest feeling of dragging mud and water, seeing Yueniang holding her chin and looking at herself stupidly, Fu Mingxuan smiled, and handed her the brush in her hand and said, "You try." ā€

Yueniang stuck out her tongue apologetically and said, "I didn't see it clearly just now, big brother will demonstrate it again." ā€

I was busy admiring the eldest brother's outstanding demeanor just now, but I forgot about the serious things. Thinking of this, Yueniang's face turned red unconsciously.

Seeing Yueniang's red face to the root of her ears, Fu Mingxuan smiled and said, "Come here, I'll teach you the bracket of words first." ā€

Yueniang obediently stood beside him, and Fu Mingxuan took out five pieces of paper and spread them on the table, and said again: "These five are horizontal and vertical, and each word is combined from each other, do you think they are difficult?"

Yueniang immediately shook her head.

The handwriting is very neat and capable, and it has a kind of meaning of entering the wood, but Yueniang doesn't understand, but I just think that the eldest brother writes it very good-looking.

"Each word has its own unique meaning, and you only need to memorize these five strokes skillfully, and if you can integrate them, it will not be difficult to learn. ā€

Yueniang nodded as if she didn't understand, and then shouted happily: "It's simple." ā€

When she was in a small fishing village, she liked to take a stick of wood and scribble on the sand, but it was just a few strokes, and it was certainly not a problem.

"Try it. ā€

This time, Yueniang took it cleanly, took a piece of rice paper in style, and drew it in the same way as her eldest brother.

However, the gesture of holding the brush is obviously correct, but it is extremely uncomfortable, unlike the branches that have support points, the lower end is soft and lying on the stomach, the strength will be heavy will puncture the rice paper, and the light and blurred writing, it is extremely difficult to grasp the force.

After finishing writing, Yueniang shook her head again and again, obviously the eldest brother wrote very handsome and elegant, and he was obviously following his appearance every step of the way, but he didn't even realize it at all, just like a centipede lying on clean rice paper, there was a feeling that a mouse feces ruined a pot of porridge, which was very eye-catching.

Yueniang grabbed the paper and wanted to crumple it, but was stopped and said, "It's a good writing, it's beyond my expectations." ā€

Looking at Fu Mingxuan's bright eyes, it didn't seem like he was lying, and Fu Mingxuan already had a spontaneous sense of trust in Yueniang's heart, so he stopped the movements in his hand and said in surprise: "Really?"

Fu Mingxuan took the paper and put it on the table to smooth his feet and said: "Well, although your word is extremely immature, you can see that the frame is full of atmospheric feeling, as long as you practice more, you must have your own style in the future, not confined to the world but elegant and generous." ā€

Yueniang's heart was simply happy, but when she saw her crooked words, she couldn't help but pouted again, how could this not be like what the eldest brother said at all, and frowned: "The eldest brother bluffed me." ā€

Fu Mingxuan said with a smile: "You will practice these strokes diligently today, and when you are familiar with writing the word "I", you will know if I am bluffing you." ā€

Fu Mingxuan has a natural convincing charm, as if believing in him is a matter of course, and it will not bring people the slightest doubt.

With Fu Mingxuan's encouragement, Yueniang practiced very hard, and even didn't want to rest at lunchtime.

Seeing that her young lady was working so hard, Mama was also happy in her heart, and secretly said that the young master really had a way to tame the playful young lady like a monkey so well-behaved, and she was reluctant to put down the ink pen, but she still had pity in her heart, how could she not eat lunch for a long time.

Later, he still persuaded him, "If you don't eat, you can't let Young Master Xuan wait, he taught you all morning, even if you are not hungry, the young master is hungry." Only then did Yueniang put down the brush and pouted and went to eat with Fu Mingxuan.

Fu Mingxuan naturally doesn't mind, Yueniang is very smart, but the time in the morning is already very good, not at all like someone who has never used a brush and learned to write.

As soon as she finished eating, Yueniang couldn't wait to go back to the hall to practice. Fu Mingxuan also didn't have the habit of taking a lunch break, so he also relied on her.

After the new official takes office with three fires, learning is naturally the same, and after really devoting himself to it, he will be happy because of every progress he makes, and his confidence will be doubled by a compliment from others.

Fu Mingxuan never hesitates to encourage, but she is also really smart from Yueniang.

Seeing that Yueniang's writing was already relatively proficient, Fu Mingxuan picked up the "I" character rice paper written in the morning and put it in front of her eyes and said: "What you wrote is already very good, try to write it out." ā€

The corners of Yueniang's eyes and eyebrows were full of joy, and after a few glances at the intricate entanglement of words in front of her, she suddenly lost her mind, frowned and asked, "Where should I start?"

Fu Mingxuan said: "Start where you want to write, just follow your own ideas." ā€

He didn't agree with the rigid order of strokes, and what he adhered to in his heart was just according to his heart.

Those things that frame the frame not only restrict ideas, but also easily cause beginners to be bored with learning.

Anyway, what is shown in the end is the result of falling on the rice paper, and who can see this process?

The eldest brother's smile is always so warm, since she wants to write at will, then it should be simple but not lose the elegance, Yueniang bit the end of the pen a little and thought about it, then dipped it in ink and tried it on the paper.

Yueniang is really smart, there is really no procrastination in a stroke, although it is still a little slow to write, you need to occasionally look at the shape of forgetting, but it is very coherent and free to write.

Yueniang is written from the bottom up, not only does it not look twisted and funny, but it has a sense of freshness and refinement.

Seeing this strange way of writing, Fu Mingxuan couldn't help laughing: "From the bottom to the top, it's interesting." Do you like that?"

Yueniang squinted at what she wrote, very satisfied, and then smiled at Fu Mingxuan: "Big brother said that he writes with his own heart, and I like the beginning and process of everything, but I don't care too much about the result, and the writing naturally follows this principle." ā€

Fu Mingxuan smiled simply when he heard this: "Haha, everyone likes to be sleek and happy, but it's bitter first and then sweet, you are special." ā€

Yueniang frowned: "What's so good about being bitter first and then sweet? Grandma often says that you want to live freely, don't be a pity until you're old, at that time you can't chew things, you can't walk, even if you have lofty ideals, you will only have empty ambitions and no energy." I just want to be at ease when I am young, and do what I like, even if I am not comfortable when I am old? Anyway, life is only a few years. ā€

In her opinion, most people in this world are very pedantic, don't understand today's things and today's fun, and waste a lot of time in vain.

Fu Mingyu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, a look of seeming noneness flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled heartily: "You can see it thoroughly." ā€

Being praised by Fu Mingxuan like this, Yueniang couldn't help but feel weak, and hurriedly explained: "It's grandma who often tells me, and I just agree with it and apply what she often says, big brother, don't laugh at me." ā€

"No, you are really more open-minded than most people, even me, I must not be able to do your kind of free and easy. ā€

In his position, he naturally can't do everything as he wants, there is always something that is forced to happen, that kind of free and easy, he really doesn't have it, and he can't have it.

Yueniang didn't understand the meaning of his words, and only retorted: "The eldest brother's talent is the top in the capital, and he is a model among his peers, how can he not be chic?"

Fu Mingxuan smiled and didn't speak, then patted her head lightly and said, "Practice a few more times, if you can write it without looking at the template, you can start the next one." ā€

If he could, he hoped that his sister could continue to live so chic and free.

Yueniang felt that learning still needed goals, so she was not in a hurry to practice the pen, and asked, "How many words do I have to learn in total?"

"There are only 2,000 words to be used every day, and it will not be a problem to read books alone at that time, but if you want to be proficient in some ancient classics and export chapters, you still need to learn more. ā€

Yueniang stuck out her tongue and said, "I don't want to be refined." ā€

When did the eldest brother like to trick her so much with Daddy? Since the last incident, she has already had a lot of heart, and she still wants to deceive her?

Fu Mingxuan nodded approvingly: "It's good for girls to learn less." ā€

But she didn't want her eldest brother to answer her like this, Yueniang was a little stunned for a while, but then she became happy again, happy that her point of view was recognized.

On this day, Yue Niangtong learned a total of five words, which are the most basic four personal pronouns you, me, she, he, and it. Although it is still far from the task of 2,000 words, Yueniang is still very satisfied with her results.

At first, I was not very comfortable with holding a brush, but gradually after mastering the skills and habits, I began to write faster and learn faster.

She has a good memory, and the strokes of a few words are naturally not a problem, as the eldest brother said, and the more she learns, the easier it will be. The original resistance in my heart has disappeared because of this.

Until the evening, after Fu Mingxuan left, Yueniang still ran into the snow alone, holding a wooden stick and writing big characters on the ground, to be honest, she still felt that the branches were more comfortable to pick up, and they would not be as soft as a brush and not easy to grasp.

When Mama Wang saw it, she hurriedly ran to the house to take out the fox fur, scarf and gloves for Yueniang.

Yueniang didn't care, she only wore a fox fur and gloves, but she didn't want to wear a scarf. In her opinion, the scarf was both obscuring her view and extremely heavy, preventing her from moving.

Mama Wang couldn't either, so she had to give a few more careful instructions, and then left helplessly.

Yueniang was writing as she was devoted, and suddenly heard a voice behind her: "Hey, girl, what are you doing?"

There was no need to look back, Yueniang also knew who the person was, so she didn't pay attention to him, and only scolded in a low voice: "Illiterate!"

Fu Mingyu was unhappy, looking at her crooked writing, and said disdainfully: "Didn't you just learn a few broken words? ā€

Yueniang suddenly became angry, and even the eldest brother praised her font, this guy is good, he didn't have anything good to say when he came, and he raised his head and said provocatively: "I'm so proud, you have the ability to write a few words, let me be convinced." ā€

Fu Mingyu already hated calligraphy, ink and painting, and when he heard that Yueniang's tone was full of pits waiting for him to jump, he naturally didn't do it, but simply said: "I'm not interested in these." ā€

However, after seeing Yueniang glancing at him with disdain, she ignored him again, buried herself in writing, and almost jumped to her feet in anger: "I said that I finally came to see you after I was busy with things in the school field, so you can't have a better attitude?"

"If you call me Sister, I will hurt you like my little brother. ā€

Feeling the warmth in his arms, the corners of Fu Mingyu's mouth were hooked, and he said in a strange voice: "I kindly brought you a flower chicken, but you treat me like this, it seems that I should go and find someone who can see me to share it with." ā€

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to walk back.

Hearing the three words Huaji, Yueniang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly called: "Hey, you wait." You said you brought a chicken called Huaji?"

Fu Mingyu turned his head slowly, narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to eat?"

Then he looked at the sky with his nose and said, "If you call me second brother, I will give it to you." ā€

"Second brother!" Yueniang shouted without saying a word.

It's not that I haven't screamed, and besides, there will be no loss of meat when I scream, and I won't eat it if I don't eat it in vain, even if I call her ten times in order to call the flower chicken, it's no problem.

Fu Mingyu suddenly became angry again, and scolded: "I said that you have no backbone for this girl." ā€

He wanted to tease her a little longer, but she screamed so much that he looked stupid.

It's not called, it's not called, Yueniang stood up and was about to step forward and grab it: "Do you give it or not?"