Time flies, in a blink of an eye, I entered the wax moon, the day of the wax moon is very short, and it is cold, this day, Zhang Meixi spent the whole morning in the big study.

The bookshelves in the study are painted white, made to be two meters high, row by row, Zhang Meixi walked through them, and felt that she was walking in a tall birch forest.

The two little girls, Peach and Apricot, stood in front of the table, spread out the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, tensed their little faces, and wrote seriously.

Zhang Meixi stood on tiptoe, pulled out a thick book, and brought a little dust down.

This is a copybook, Zhao Mengzhao's.

Zhang Meixi's mouth pursed slightly. Put the copybook in the ground.

He stood on tiptoe and went to draw books, seven or eight in a row, all of which were copybooks......

She was a little disappointed, so she simply walked to the corner and moved away a pot of blooming Ryukyu-shaped chrysanthemums.

He moved a rattan round stool under the chrysanthemum to the bookshelf and stepped on it to find the book.

About this bookshelf is for copybooks, and there are no labels, and I don't know how many years no one has read it, and there is a slight dust and musty smell.

Zhang Meixi flipped over for a while, and then forgot about stepping on the rattan stool under her feet, and stepped on the air after a small step.

With a pop, he fell off the stool.

"Ah......h

Through several rows of bookshelves, Xiao Tao couldn't see anyone, only heard a sound, and hurriedly ran over to take a look.

Zhang Meixi was slowly getting up by herself, because of Layue, she was wearing thick enough, and the stool was also very low, so she didn't feel anything if she fell.

Xiao Tao hurriedly helped the eldest girl walk a few steps and sat down on the chair. Anxiously asked:

"Where's the injury? Where did it hurt? There was already a cry in his voice.

Zhang Meixi thought, as if her foot had broken for a moment, so she stood up again, and wanted to see for herself.

Little Peach immediately knelt on the ground and wanted to check her feet again.

Apricot is a little sluggish, she was scared just now, but she reacted at this time, and when she saw Xiao Tao kneeling, she also knelt with a plop.

Zhang Meixi had no choice but to pull them up and jump on the spot twice to prove that she was fine.

The little peach apricot put down her heart at this time, and the two of them had a smile on their faces, and a few bean-sized tears rolled down their eyes.

Zhang Meixi sighed slightly in her heart.

In my previous life, I went to kindergarten at the age of three and graduated from graduate school at the age of twenty-four. In his more than 20 years of study, he has had dozens or hundreds of girlfriends who have a good relationship.

I think I'm very good at handling interpersonal relationships, but this kind of master-servant relationship that kneels at every turn is really uncomfortable.

If you can't deal with it, you can learn it slowly, if you can't learn it, it doesn't matter, anyway, the Republic of China, the tide of the times is rushing forward, just go with the flow.

Zhang Meixi brought peaches and apricots and hastily sorted out the big bookshelf full of calligraphy.

Peaches and apricots are still there talking:

"This Wang Xizhi's book."

"This Mi Fu's cursive script."

The two girls suddenly rejoiced:

"The girl wants to practice her calligraphy well!"

Zhang Meixi answers:

"I don't have time to practice, I'll find a medical book."

Momoko and Apricot glanced at each other, and then Momoko spoke in a very low and hesitant tone:

"Big girl, Mr. Kong is still not easy to offend, the girl was a few words a day a while ago, and then the more she wrote, the less she wrote, these days she simply has no more, she runs to the kitchen every day, and she only flips through the book when she comes to the study, and she doesn't use the pen."

After Momoko finished speaking, she handed a look to Apricot, and Kyoko continued:

"Yes, Mr. Kong is better not to be offended, people are old, there are many things, grinding and chirping, we wrote some words, the girl simply took it, and he was verbose."

"In your handwriting? No need. Zhang Meixi felt that she was not a real child, and she was afraid that the teacher would check her homework, so there was no need to cheat.

"Well, I'll write two words a day from tomorrow." Zhang Meixi thought about it and finally chose to compromise. She also knows that in this era, if she doesn't practice calligraphy, she can't say it.

The little girls were afraid that the girl would not practice calligraphy and would be punished by herself, so they racked their brains to think of a ghostwriting plan, but the ending was not bad, and they were not implicated in punishment because the big girl did not write.

At noon, Zhang Meixi went to the main house Honghu Courtyard to accompany Mrs. Zhang Uncle Zhang for dinner, a family of three, a table full of dishes, Mrs. Zhang ignored it, washed her hands, and personally cleaned up a plate of yellow mud snails.

Mrs. Zhang peeled off the shell with her own hands, took a silver skewer to remove the internal organs, cleaned up a small plate, and handed it to her daughter with a smile.

Zhang Meixi picked up the chopsticks, put one in her mouth and chewed, some of the taste of rice wine, it was raw, and the taste was very bad, like a raw octopus with mucus.

But Mrs. Zhang picked it up with her own hands, so let's eat it, and Zhang Meixi quietly ate all the small plates.

Mrs. Zhang was very happy when she saw her daughter finish eating:

"Look, in the end, it's my own daughter, the taste is all with me, I love to eat this when I'm a child, I can't think about it these days, send a telegram to Shanghai, it's your fourth uncle who personally picked a jar, let people bring it to me, it took seven days, and this thing can't be eaten after 10 days."

Zhang Meixi suddenly looked surprised:

"Fourth Uncle's things were delivered? What do I want from that? ”

Mrs. Zhang smiled:

"Of course, I also sent it, what you wanted, but it took your fourth uncle's strength."

Zhang Meixi didn't wait for Mrs. Zhang to finish speaking, she lifted her skirt and seemed to run out.

Peaches and apricots also ran out.

Mrs. Zhang suddenly made a tiger face and slapped the table:

"Eat first!"

Uncle Zhang smiled on the side:

"Everyone is running away, and you are still slapping the table, trying to scare me."

Mrs. Zhang slapped the table again angrily:

"That is, you mean, this kid doesn't look like a lady at all, you taught it."

Uncle Zhang stood up, pulled a chair, approached his wife, checked her hands, and diligently wanted to blow on her:

"What did I teach, I, so angry, careful hand pain."

"It's not you yet, she can't write well, I look at that Mr. Kong, a handful of old people, crying snot and tears, saying that she has no face to stay in Lao Zhang's house, you don't care about her, what kind of kitchen do you get her, it is steamed and boiled every day."

Uncle Zhang snorted and laughed:

"That's not the kitchen, it's called the real room. Steaming and cooking is not the same as cooking, people are doing chemistry and doing it, and now there are so many new things in foreign countries, you have to catch up with everything fashionable, but you don't know that the basis for making those new things is Western chemistry and physics. ”

"Now if China wants to become a strong country, the first important thing is to learn from foreign countries, develop science, and develop physics and chemistry."

Mrs. Zhang listened to her uncle talk a few words, and suddenly snorted coldly with disdain:

"When did our uncle become so knowledgeable and want to develop democracy and science? A while ago, a telegram came from Shanghai, saying that it was going to set up a textile factory and buy a British machine, didn't you also say that farming is the most practical, and you must first buy manure to repair the canal? ”