Tinglan is eleven years old this year, which is just half the age of half a year. If you say that you are very sensible, you are still young; If you don't understand it at all, you know some common sense. Ting Fang has more face than others in front of his wife, and there is nothing to say. Who let her mother disappear, and she thought that her wife was her mother? Although there is decency, there is no intimate person who knows cold and hot, which can be regarded as a good offset. But why are you so good with your brothers? The girl's family and her brother are cheap. There are seven brothers in the Ye family, and the newborn little brother is not counted, and the rest are all asked to go together, and if she doesn't mention anything else in the future, she will send a few more things to her husband's house, and people will not dare to treat her slowly. It is said that the wife is hard, that is, the wife, and the mother's extraordinary talent is not good. If you change your father and don't love your grandmother, you will only have a brother after marrying in for more than ten years, and you will have to step on the mound and not turn over. Whenever I talk to my aunt, my aunt will only say how close she is to her brothers. But how can you be like Tingfang?

It's easy to say, it's hard to say. Ye Ge Lao is undoubtedly a long-term old man. In order to go on a blind date, Tete asked his brothers and sisters to read and write together. Only when the relationship is good can we hold a group, and the girl who is raised is married, whether she can kiss her mother's family, and what Cheng dù is, you have to rely on the feelings of the child. The flesh and blood affection is not fake, it is not simmered well, and it will have to be born after a long time. The old lady looks forward to the love of her children and grandchildren, but there is a difference between men and women, and it is really impossible for manpower to force it. At that time, the upbringing of young ladies was not as indulgent as in ancient times, not to mention horseback riding and archery across the court, and it was difficult for famous people to go out shopping. The girls became more and more disciplined and shy. Not only Tinglan, but even Tingyao and her brothers are separated by one floor. Only Tingfang, she is not a person from this realm.

Therefore, it is true that crossing is advantageous, not only because he has been more sensible than the natives since he was a child, but also because of the way of thinking. Ting Fang knew that the brothers didn't want to be nice to the sisters? Needless to say, the three brothers of Ting Jue and Ting Shan's mother are compatriots, the rest are all in the next room, and they are a little worse in the end. If you are not a compatriot, you will not deliberately coax on the tip of your heart. Naturally pick up like-minded play. The sisters don't bother to study, and they can't talk together; What's worse is that girls have to be reserved and shy, such as Fang Cai Tingji's wishful words, not Tingfang, he didn't dare to say it anymore. For another person, you have to pretend to be annoyed if you're not really annoyed. They are only half-grown children, and there is a limit to etiquette. What's more, if you joke together, and talk about the etiquette rules first, wouldn't you suffocate to death!

After the joke, Mr. Kang came in again to give a lecture until noon. Ting Yao went to the old lady's courtyard to eat, and helped the girl to go first. The sisters always had to do some needlework, and most of the time they didn't go to school in the afternoon, packed up their stationery and left. There are a few young masters in the third room, who are really too young, they get up early in the morning, and they are sleepy in the afternoon, so they go home with the five girls and the six girls. Only Ting Fangai was with her brothers, and she said goodbye to her sisters one by one, and the rest gathered together to wait for lunch. In the afternoon, there were still in the school room, which was nothing more than Tingshu Tingfang in the big room, and Tingpei Tingyu in the second room. Mr. Kang lives in the northeast corner of the house, and has to walk through the garden to get back from the school. It was both wind and snow, and he was lazy to wrap his umbrella in an oil coat, so he ate it in the school. Although the students' families are connected by corridors, it is very cold in winter, and the elders are afraid that they will freeze to death, so they also ask them to eat in the school.

After a while, the servants pushed the food in a cart, and the bottom of the cart was full of boiling water, and the food was steaming hot. The rules of the little masters are the same, they take the food box, one by one, but the older box is larger, and the younger box is smaller. Mr. Kang ate alone in his small study, and the five Tingshu brothers and sisters sat together, chatting and eating. The rule of eating without saying a word was thrown out of the nine clouds long ago, and there were no elders to control it, and it was all scattered. There is a duck in today's dish, Tingfang doesn't love duck the most, such a thick oil, it's still steamed, and it's tired to look at. Ye Fu was not allowed to waste food, Ting Fang pursed his mouth and threw it into the bowl of Ting Shu one by one. Tingshu doesn't like ducks either, but his own sister threw it, and he had to eat it hard. Narcissus came over and persuaded, "Girl, you don't eat meat!" ”

Tingfang pointed to the chicken. Said: "I eat, not duck." ”

Ting Jue sneered: "You don't eat goose or meat." ”

"Who says I don't eat meat anymore? I don't eat fatty meat! "Ting Fang has a deep grudge against the kitchen, the Ye family is rich, and they pick excellent pork. In the era of scarcity of materials, the best meaning is fat that cannot be inserted into the hand. Although it is not enough to give the masters to eat fat, it is inevitable to bring a little bit of it, which makes Tingfang's mouth that never eats fatty meat. Uh, except for Dongpo meat.

Narcissus couldn't, so he had to bring a bowl of chestnut lean meat soup to Ting Fang: "It's cold, if you don't want to eat duck, just drink more hot soup." ”

Ting Li said: "I want it too." ”

Ting Pei didn't theorize about them, and said to Tingshu: "The pair in the morning is not good, let's go back and add it up together." ”

Tingshu said: "I also feel that something is wrong. Shall we write first or do our homework first? ”

Ting Jue said: "Naturally, I write first, the fourth sister's homework is not as heavy as ours, and she has to do needlework when she goes back." We're going to do our homework first, and we're going to leave her alone to practice calligraphy. ”

Ting Fang smiled: "It's still the third brother who remembers me!" According to me, it's not good to sit in each place, so let's hang a row on the wall and write together. See who writes quickly and well. ”

Ting Shu patted Ting Fang's head: "I have a bad idea again, I'm still here." ”

"When you go home at night, everyone is lively, so you want to post." Ting Fang said, "Don't be alone!" Whoever doesn't pay attention to righteousness, we will ignore him. ”

Ting Jue knocked on the bowl and said, "Second!" ”

Tingshu coughed: "Who told you to knock the bowl?" What about the rules? ”

Ting Jue smiled dryly: "Next time I'll knock on the table ......"

Ting Fang laughed: "Yes!" Tell Hanako to knock on the bowl. ”

"If my name is Hanako, what are you?"

Ting Fang said calmly: "I am the leader of the beggar gang!" Seeing that you are my brother's sake, I will seal you as a nine-bag elder! From now on, you need to repay the beggars, and you must not have two hearts! ”

Ting Jue pointed at Ting Fang and said, "You, you, you!" Peeking at idle books!! I've got it! ”

Ting Pei was simply crying stupidly by her younger brother, and twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "If you don't see it, how do you know that she sees it?" You two keep it up, and you'll be naughty when you get together. ”

Tingfang stuck out her tongue and stopped talking. On a cold day, the food will be cold if you talk about it. After eating, the girls began to nail and hang paper on the wall. The single piece of paper was not stable, so he simply asked someone to carry a wooden board and paste five pieces of paper for their brothers and sisters to practice. Each of the five brothers and sisters has a small table, with pen and ink, lined up with hard work. Tingfang's words are famous among the brothers and sisters, and it is even more obvious who is good and who is not good in a row, if you call the girl to compare, if you don't say that you don't have face, you will be beaten to death when you go home. I was holding back my strength in my heart, concentrating on the pen, and no one was talking or joking.

Mr. Kang came in and walked around, and he had already circled several red circles in his heart, but it was inconvenient to disturb them to practice. It is good for children and grandchildren to flourish, and they are more self-motivated when they are together. His family only has one son, and he is more careful than the sky, and he can't do anything. I can't say that the future pension depends on the current situation. I feel infinitely melancholy in my heart, no matter how good a disciple is, he is not a son after all.

The brothers have long been accustomed to writing on the wall stickers by Ting Fang, but they didn't expect Ting Fang to be able to stay for half an hour. The court manager was the smallest, and his hands were already a little trembling, so Mr. Kang hurriedly stopped: "It's not good to write with trembling hands, practice more in the future, you are still young." ”

Tingshu was also a little unable to stand up, and when he saw Tingfang writing steadily, he had to grit his teeth and insist. Mr. Kang looked at the fine beads of sweat oozing from their tired foreheads, and touched the goatee with great satisfaction.

After writing for half an hour, Ting Fang stopped. Tingshu and others also hurriedly put down their pens. Ting Jue shouted: "Okay, wow, today you dig a pit again and tell me to jump." You said! You said! Is it a sneak practice at home for an hour on weekdays! ”

Ting Fang shook his hand and said, "It's also half an hour, and my hand has to be broken in an hour." "Take a few steps back and read the words, well, it's a good day to write.

Mr. Kang picked up the cinnabar pen and circled it one by one. Several people silently counted the number of their red circles, and at the end of the comparison, Tingshu was the oldest and had the most red circles. Ting Fang is second. The second brother wants to die, and the four girls are born to defeat them! How to deal with the night! Tingli wiped his sweat, so that Tingfang was not his own sister, otherwise he would not be able to live his life! After Mr. Kang's comments were finished, Ting Fang raised his eyebrows cheaply: "I'm going back, you continue!" See you tomorrow! What does the eldest brother want to eat at night, tell me, I will go back to tell my mother first. ”

Tingshu narrowly won, how could he be in the mood to eat, waved his hand and said, "Go, go, I'll do whatever I want." "That girl is getting more and more fierce! No, I'll have to write one more word in the evening.

Ting Fang ran away with the girl. When she got home, Chen was reading in the study, and the little brother was sleeping next to her. Tingfang complained: "Mother, you can't read books during the confinement. ”

Chen put down the book and said, "I'll just look at it for a while." ”

"I can't do it for a while, Mother Tan said, reading books in confinement hurts my eyes."

Chen had no choice but to put down the book and said, "It's easy that your eldest sister is not at home, and you are in charge again." Little housekeeper, don't you want to practice the piano? ”

Zheng Milk. Zi whispered: "Brother just fell asleep, I'll help the girl move the piano somewhere." ”

Chen said: "Her little piano is not loud, so let's be here." My brother is also waking up, and it's good to listen to music. I always suspect that the four girls and ghost elves are playing children and pestering me to listen to the piano. ”

Ting Fang clapped his hands and smiled: "Yes! "Of course, music stimulates the synapses of the brain, but the most stimulating thing is not listening, but playing. When she was young, there was a time every day when she couldn't find Chen. Finally one day I learned to walk, moved to the study, and saw Chen playing the piano, the breeze blowing through the clothes and flying, don't want the fairy! She rushed to Chen's and hugged the big one. The legs don't move! Whoever hugs her will cry, the heart-rending kind. In the end, Chen had to customize a small piano and began to teach it at the age of two. Now it's a good look, and if you change into a wide robe and big sleeves, you can also pretend to be a fairy! Every child who has read Journey to the West has a fairy dream, click.

Art is a systematic project, and Tingfang's words are good, not only because of the seriousness of practice. The dexterity of the wrist and fingers makes a difference. Calligraphy and guqin are both arts, and many things that can only be understood and cannot be conveyed are interconnected. What's more, the hand-eye coordination of practicing the piano is good, and the writing is early, time is a terrible thing, and if you have a year or two, the skills will go far away. It's so easy to beat Tingji. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the necessary skills of the legendary lady, even if the other sisters don't think so, Tingfang still stubbornly adheres to the impression of her previous life. The needlework was compressed to the lowest by her, and she had never seen Chen move many needles and threads. According to her common sense in ancient times, the most important thing for a young lady is the housekeeper. Gu embroidery's kind of eighty percent is a personal hobby, and it has to be a hobby that only the youngest son and daughter-in-law can have-embroidery is too time-consuming, how can the housekeeper's wife have such idle time. Chen can find time to play the piano and read books, but he still thanks to the old lady's housekeeper. Otherwise, hehe.

It's hard enough to wear it in ancient times, and if you don't cultivate a hobby, that's the truth. Tragic! Is a woman virtuous if she is not talented? When she hasn't been on the Internet, she has seen the original meaning? If it is far-fetched for future generations, let it go with the wind~