Chapter 3 Drawing Red
The old man lightly looked at Shen Jiayan, "Ah Yan is finally back, he has been in Beijing for three years, what books have you read?" Have you finished all the red painting I assigned to you? ”
Shen Jiayan was stunned for a moment, is this a check homework, I am not the main master, where can I find homework for you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info thought like this, and rubbed his hands together nervously.
Old lady Shen snorted coldly and was about to have a seizure: "I have been in Jingshi for three years, I see that you are becoming more and more unpresentable, you don't stand up, you don't sit down, you don't know how to be polite when you talk to your elders, is this book all read into the dog's belly." He glared at Shen Qian again, "And you, you are the example of this?" Shen Qian knew that his grandfather had heard it outside the door, so he had to bow his head and admit his mistake. Shen Jiayan's heart also trembled, it was over, as if he was starting to be disliked.
"Master, the children have just come back, don't scare them." The old lady gently dissuaded on the side.
"It's just that I just came back to teach her well, just like this, if I go out and be seen, wouldn't it be all the face of our Shen family." Old Lady Shen was unmoved, but said more sternly, and after that, she called Ah Yan to her side again, "Tell me what you have done in the three years of Jingshi?" ”
Jia Yan was asked for a moment, and she was secretly anxious, how did she know what book she had read, probably a romance novel, what to do, she couldn't really say anything and didn't do anything. "I, I" Shen Jiayan's slurring appearance made Old Lady Shen's brows furrow deeper.
"I studied medicine, I read medicine." Suddenly, she said in a wit, I am carrying forward the family business, I can't talk about me, Shen Jiayan thought to herself.
Old Lady Shen's stiff face finally let go, and she even smiled a little, "You are clever, then tell me what books you read." ”
This is in line with Shen Jiayan's strength, so that she can't see a doctor, can't she endorse the name of the book?" Shen Jiayan said confidently.
"I'm familiar with the first three books, what is the last one, you tell me about it, I won't punish you if you say it well." Old Lady Shen narrowed her eyes.
"Warm illness is Wu Ju" and so on, Shen Jiayan suddenly paused, Qing Dynasty, Qianlong, Wu Jutong was born, my God? Shen Jiayan couldn't say any more, but here Old Lady Shen didn't allow her to escape, "Wu Ju, who is that?" What do you talk about when you are sick with a fever? ”
Shen Jiayan had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, "Wu Ju, well, Wu Ju is a monk, a monk who studies medicine, and the distinction of warm illness is about warm disease, and he feels the syndrome differentiation and treatment of diseases caused by warm evil." ”
"Isn't that typhoid fever? Isn't it typhoid fever and cold fever? What kind of book are you reading? Old Lady Shen looked at Shen Jiayan suspiciously.
Shen Jiayan, who was suspected of cheating, suddenly became anxious, his face turned red, and he forgot his politeness: "No, fever and typhoid fever are different." ”
"Tell me, what's the difference?" Old Lady Shen replied unhappily.
Shen Jiayan's hands began to twist even more anxiously, but she was deserted in class at the time, and she couldn't tell the difference if she really wanted to say it, so she could only hold back a few "I" words. Old Lady Shen's originally good mood was completely lost when she saw her granddaughter's timid and unruly appearance, but she was even more angry.
"Just like that, I dare to say that I have read a medical book." Old Man Shen snorted, "Don't mention the matter of medical books, what about your redness?" ”
Shen Jiayan didn't know what that Lao Shizi painted red, and he didn't say anything, and the old man Shen was like a mirror in his heart, and said slowly: "It's just that the book is not good at reading, and the red painting I assigned to you forgot to write, forget it, now I want to see if your words are also written in a mess." ”
After saying that, he ordered someone to get a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Shen Jiayan looked at the pile of traditional Chinese cultural treasures in front of him, and his head was a mess. Probably about to be labeled as illiterate, Shen Jiayan thought, who would have thought that I was still a college student with 17 years of education.
She began to recall the fragments about writing in the ancient romance dramas she watched, but sadly found that there were no at all, which romance film still puts writing teaching clips in these years, she had no choice but to raise her hand, and could only guess by herself, "First of all, you have to take this ink ball and grind it on the inkstone." ”
Shen Jiayan picked up the ink strip suspiciously while thinking about it and began to study, and she didn't get out of the water while studying, so she took the ink strip and knocked it straight away, and finally "snapped", the ink strip was broken into two, and the golden words on it were glowing, as if she was saying to Shen Jiayan, "The scum destroys my lower body." ”
Shen Qian couldn't be stable now, he thought that his sister was just young and he was ignorant when he first saw his relatives, but he didn't expect to be raised by his stepmother for three years, and his sister turned out to be a complete village girl, the etiquette was gone, and her manners were lost.
Shen Qian really couldn't stand it, so he stepped forward and added some water, Shen Jiayan said "Huh", as if he had opened the door to the new world, and the appearance of this curious baby made Shen Qian's mood plummet, and the joy of receiving his sister was gone.
Shen Jiayan stumbled and grinded out the uneven thickness of inferior ink, "Success or failure is here." Shen Jiayan thought to himself, coughed again to strengthen his courage, and then raised his hand and put on the so-called "standard" posture of writing calligraphy, and finally, a big ink ball dripped on the paper.
The old lady and Shen Qian's brows were wrinkled, and the green tendons on the old lady's forehead couldn't stop jumping, and they directly threw the celadon cup in their hands to the ground, seeing that they were about to be furious, Shen Qian stepped forward and knelt in front of the old lady Shen and said, "Grandfather, although Ah Yan is stubborn, you can also reason for her for the sake of her young age." ”
Old Lady Shen snorted coldly: "The 7-year-old grade is not small, and the children of the Xue family are so old that they can take the child exam." ”
Shen Qian saw that the old lady Shen did not let go, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "Forgive my grandson for saying a big disrespectful word, my sister was only 4 years old when she went to Jingshi, and she was also taught by her grandmother to speak decently, behave politely, and never fall behind in her homework, which you also see in your eyes, after three years of staying in Jingshi, it has become what it is today, my mother does treat me and my sister as parents and sons, but my mother is so busy with the affairs of the house, and it is reasonable to not take care of Ah Yan, there are so many people in the house, but they may not all have the mother's heart for Ah Yan." ”
There was indignation between the lines, and he almost didn't directly say that his stepwife deliberately raised Shen Jiayan, the old lady didn't expect that the peaceful eldest grandson would say such a remark, and he was choked up for a while and didn't know what to say.