Chapter 14: The Beginning of Winter
On the first day of school, he spent time in the "war and chaos", and in the afternoon, after assigning Xue Ying five major writing tasks, the master followed her husband home. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Miss!" Qiaoya knelt in front of Xue Ying with a "poof", and begged with a vegetable, "You spare the slave and maid, so that I can study with my master!" "After a half-day class today, she basically didn't understand it at all, let alone understand it!
"Hurry up!" Xue Ying pulled her up and pondered for a moment, "You still have to learn." In this way, I will teach you slowly when I have time in the future, and you will not have to follow me to learn in front of the Master. Although this glazed master is pleasing to the eye, he is not ambiguous at all when he is a master, and he is more resolute and strict than any teacher she has ever seen in her previous life.
She looked up at Dong Xun and found that she seemed to be in a daze, so she comforted: "Dong Xun is the same, if you feel that it is too hard, then you will learn from me with Qiaoya in the future, and take your time." ā
Dong Xun came back to his senses and said busily: "It's not hard, it's not hard, the slave is willing to learn with the master." ā
Yes?
Xue Ying couldn't believe it: "What the master taught today, can you learn?" ā
Dong Xun thought about it for a while, and said with some shame: "Of the eighty words I learned today, the slave can only remember fifty or sixty." After a pause, "But the slave will work hard, please allow me to continue to learn along!" ā
Xue Ying's mouth was O-shaped, and after a long time, she asked in surprise: "Did you read before?" Seeing Dong Xun shaking his head honestly, she couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.
She relied on her identity as a traverser to recognize ninety percent of the words she learned today, after all, there is still a difference between simplified Chinese characters and traditional characters - this is still recognition rather than writing.
As a result, Dong Xun, a native who has no foundation, is not bad, and she can barely keep up with the devil's speed of her master on the first day, which shows how amazing her talent is.
Xuewu has the genius of Qiaoya, and Xuewen has the genius of Dongxun, and her mediocre young lady is too pitiful!
When it came time to write big characters, Xue Ying was still worried, after all, she was wearing, and she had practiced calligraphy for two years in her previous life, so I am afraid that she would not be able to learn how to hold a pen just now.
But fortunately, her body is still young, she has no strength in her hands, and the words she writes are crooked, and Master Liuli is not a professional after all, so she doesn't have much impression of what kind of level a beginner should write, so although she was surprised by Xue Ying's "talent", she didn't say anything more because of it. Moreover, with Dong Xun, a genuine genius, on the side, Xue Ying's plug-in is not too conspicuous.
The days were like flowing water, and soon autumn passed, and the days became colder day by day. And Xue Ying, who has been studying for three months, also received a reward from Zhao Zhuangtou: a lot of villain books.
She also discovered that the villain books in ancient times were also very interesting, each story was full of fun, and it could also imperceptibly let children understand some basic etiquette and the principles of life - it can also be seen that people in this era are not old-fashioned, but full of creativity.
To be able to live in a prosperous era of peace, she expressed great satisfaction and happiness.
As the weather became cooler, the time for the master to come to the courtyard was changed from once every two days to once every three days, and it was adjusted at any time depending on the weather conditions - fortunately, Xue Ying was very indifferent to this matter, and there was no one to take care of this place, otherwise, with this attitude, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction.
Not long after, it snowed.
According to the previous agreement, the snow also meant that the master's class was about to be suspended, so Xue Ying was relieved and boldly plunged into the villain's book, and began to live a free and casual life every day.
Despite this, she still insisted on getting up early every day and boxing twice to keep fit, so as not to return to the beginning of the physique that had finally improved a little, and after eating breakfast, she went back to the room to practice ten big characters - the qualifications are not as good as Dong Xun, but it is better to have a serious study and not be thrown too far. After all, she was also a college student in her last life, and she was a little proud of being an excellent student.
It's a canyon blocked by mountains, and the north wind can't blow in directly, so it's not too cold, but as winter gets deeper, the days start to get tougher.
"Mother," Qiaoya has now canceled the morning martial arts training tutorial and changed it to the afternoon, early in the morning, she followed Aunt Shunzi and Uncle Shunzi to clear the snow. "Miss said that today's lunch will be placed in her room, and the big guys will go to brush the mutton together."
"How's that going to work? It's so unruly! Aunt Junko refused without thinking about it.
"Oh, Miss said, I'm already tired from clearing snow early in the morning, so don't bother making so much food. She also said that what rules are not in order, we live by ourselves behind closed doors, and outsiders don't know, as long as we don't say it ourselves. ā
"That's not going to work either!" Aunt Shunzi insisted, "No matter what she says, she is also a young lady, you are not big or small with her on weekdays, have you been taught less by me?" How dare you make an inch? ā
"Where do I have to get an inch?" Qiao Ya pouted, "Okay, I won't talk about it, anyway, Miss said that if I can't move you, she will say it herself." ā
"This ......" Aunt Junko hesitated. When she taught Qiaoya before, although the young lady didn't say anything, as long as she looked at herself with that wet eye, she couldn't help but soften, so she let go of her daughter. If the young lady really came to intercede this time, she probably wouldn't last long.
Everyone in this courtyard thinks that the young lady has a soft personality and is easy to talk to, but she recognizes the stubborn side of the young lady's personality.
Rather than waiting for the young lady to give in to the round and then relent, it is better to compromise at the beginning.
"You!" She nodded her daughter's forehead and sighed, "Miss is free-range like this, and she looks free, but I don't know how she will suffer in the future...... Forget it, you don't understand it, in short, no matter how good Miss is to you, you can't forget your duty, you know? ā
"Got it, you say it to my ear eight hundred times a day, can I not know?" Qiaoya stuck out her tongue, "Okay, I'll go and report the good news to Miss!" ā
The room was burning with charcoal, coupled with the hot pot, and the water vapor was white and warm. Xue Ying took out the peach blossom wine and peach wine that the people in the Zhuangzi had given her before, and distributed them to everyone.
Because it was fruit wine, it was originally for those ladies and ladies to drink, the degree of wine was not deep, and it tasted sweet, so the adults present didn't pay much attention to it.
Because it was inconvenient to participate in this kind of dinner, Uncle Shunzi followed Zhao Hu to the bottom of the mountain to drink with Zhuangtou and them. Aunt Shunzi and Zhen's mother were distressed and amused when they saw the appearance of these children, and hurriedly bombarded them to sleep after they were full.
When cleaning up the table, Zhen's mother sighed: "Miss is like this, maybe she is homesick, right?" "Isn't it just like trying to get everyone together for dinner?