The spring breeze is like scissors, and the drizzle continues for several days, Mei Xueyan often watches the falling pear blossoms in the courtyard, but she still suffers from a little cold. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It has been three months since she woke up unconsciously in Lin Mansion, although her days are much more abundant, and she no longer lacks food and clothing, but Mei Xueyan mostly reads and writes, does not stop for a few days, does not move her hands and feet much, her body bones are still weak, and she has suffered from hunger and cold for many years and cannot be raised back in two or three months.

"Yanniang, are you warmer?"

Mrs. Chen asked for a soup woman from the restaurant Xiaoer and stuffed it into the futon to warm her feet.

Mei Xueyan nodded lightly and said: "After taking a few pills, I have improved a lot, but I don't have much strength, Mother Chen, why are you still doing embroidery work, we are no longer short of silver flowers, don't do this kind of tired eye-wrenching thing."

"I'm a cheap bone, doing dirty and tired work in the Lin Mansion, my back hurts, I look forward to resting, and I feel panicked when I'm idle at this time."

Mei Xueyan watched Mrs. Chen's needlework flying back and forth, knowing that this was a disease, and she could only go to her, and it would naturally get better after a long time.

Mrs. Chen gossiped and said: "Your body is still poor, just now I saw you lying in the quilt for so long, your feet are still cold, I went back to weigh half a catty of mutton stewed radish soup, drank to warm the stomach to ward off the cold, can cure cold hands and feet, I used to see Shen eat like this."

"How can half a catty be enough?"

"It's a lot, and the mutton is now thirty yuan a catty."

Mei Xueyan gave up, Mrs. Chen has been poor all her life, and she can't change her thrift for a while, what is lacking at home, or Mei Xueyan bought it back by herself, and Mrs. Chen is reluctant to spend money.

There was a knock on the door outside the house, and Mrs. Chen put down the embroidery work in her hand and welcomed in a son.

"Senior Brother Song? I saw the scholar next to you in the yard a few days ago, and I guess you live here, but I haven't been able to see you. ”

The person who came was naturally Song Jiexi, he didn't see Mei Xueyan leaning on the railing to enjoy the flowers for two days, the scholar went to see Mrs. Chen pouring the medicine residue, it seemed that she was sick, Song Jiexi had a stomach full of questions, it was time to show up.

And when the woman is sick, her heart is the most empty and weak, how can Song Jiexi miss this difficult opportunity?

"Miss Mei, can I come in?"

"Please come in, forgive me for the inconvenience of getting up and entertaining."

Mei Xueyan knows that Song Jiexi's reputation in the county school is not very good, but she herself is also full of rumors, she has never cared much about these broken mouths, Song Jiexi is a rare funny person, even if he is a playboy, it has nothing to do with her, and there is no reason to turn away guests.

Song Jiexi stepped into the house and said, "I am riddled with mundane things, and I haven't squeezed out time to greet you, but I still heard from the scholar that you are sick and will bring you some medicine."

Mei Xueyan glanced at the large and small paper envelopes, all of which were precious nourishing herbs and medicines, as well as an old mountain ginseng, which had been in good condition for twenty years, and only Mrs. Shen had enjoyed them in the Lin Mansion.

"Why did Senior Brother Song send such a valuable thing? But it made me nervous. ”

"After all, it's a dead thing, who is precious? Miss Mei is the only important thing to take care of. I'm a half-brother as a senior brother, do you still need a reason to take care of my sister? Don't be careful, if you are sick all the year round, won't it make Feng Yuanjun worried? ”

Song Jiexi acted casually, found a chair to sit down, and it was comfortable to get along with, and he didn't have to hold his identity.

"I haven't been to the county school for a few days, I wonder if the county school is business as usual?"

Song Jiexi touched his nose and was stunned, but he didn't feel the slightest guilt.

"You're asking me the wrong person, I rarely go to class a few times a year, how do you know what the situation of the school is?"

Mei Xueyan was amused by him, this person has many days of skipping class, and the number of days in class is only a handful, and I don't know why he was not kicked out of the county school.

"Senior Brother Song is not afraid that Ling Zun will know about it and arrest you back to discipline?" Mei Xueyan joked.

"They don't care about me."

Song Jiexi replied briefly, took out a few neatly folded pieces of paper from her arms and opened them, Mei Xueyan was very familiar with it, this was the straw paper she threw away.

"I have one thing I want to ask Miss Mei." Song Jiexi approached and asked, "What is written on this paper is a kind of arithmetic method?" ”

Mei Xueyan glanced at Song Jiexi, there was something strange in her heart, Song Jiexi did not shy away from it, did not beat around the bush to inquire, but spoke bluntly. He took out a few pieces of waste paper, which was equivalent to showing that he was secretly paying attention to Mei Xueyan.

"Yes, the number is one."

Mei Xueyan writes Arabic numerals, which are countless times easier than traditional characters.

Song Jiexi's eyes were full of energy, extremely interested, and he recognized one to ten hundred million word by word, Mei Xueyan was amazed at his learning speed, and he only needed to know it once, you know, it is difficult for people who see this kind of strange symbol at first glance to connect and accept it, let alone learn it.

"So this is a calculation method, isn't it?"

Song Jiexi pointed to a vertical style and asked, Mei Xueyan did not hide it, arithmetic can be convenient for the people and benefit the country, and sooner or later it will be promoted.

"That's right, it's addition, here's subtraction, it's multiplication, and there's a division."

Mei Xueyan patiently talked about it, giving birth to the feeling of teaching young children, but Song Jiexi changed her usual hanger, learned very seriously, and it was also a happy thing to be recognized, so Mei Xueyan would not be bored.

It's just that I didn't expect that the first person to learn arithmetic from her would be this playboy.

"Miss Mei, I've never heard of this kind of algorithm, but you're original?"

Mei Xueyan flatly denied it: "It's what I learned from the remnants of arithmetic, and it's probably the only one left in the world."

Mei Xueyan can calculate accounts so quickly, and the simplified numbers and vertical style have helped her a lot.

"I see, this kind of kitsch arithmetic can be used by farmers and businessmen, it is simple and practical, even pawn vendors can learn it, and it is a heavy weapon for the benefit of the country and the people!"

Song Jiexi sighed with emotion, and then fell into deep thought, his eyes became far away, and it was rare for him to have such a solemn and deep thought for a long time.

"Senior Brother Song, the medicine is almost dry......

Mei Xueyan called him, and Song Jiexi came back to his senses.

"Oh, I'll do it."

Song Jiexi didn't call Mrs. Chen to come in, but picked up the crockpot and drained out the medicine residue, took out a mint candy from her arms, and integrated it into the decoction.

"Come on, it's not bitter now."

Song Jiexi scooped a tablespoon and put it to his lips to cool before sending it over.

Mei Xueyan was awkward, and she couldn't see the eagerness in Song Jiexi's eyes.

To be honest, Song Jiexi was born extremely handsome, with clear eyebrows, people can't take their eyes off, with a graceful demeanor and a strong figure, without the weakness of literati, and a little less rough than Lin Saburo.

He was so close, and his movements were gentle, and his tone was kind, and he would be a little moved by a woman.

It's just heartbeat, but it's not emotional. Mei Xueyan doesn't believe in love at first sight, she only believes in love over time.

"Lin Saburo would never be so gentle and considerate." Mei Xueyan thought.