Chapter 22 Entering the School
A small building in the Qingyuan Garden, with five open bright rooms, glazed windows with red paint and ice cracks, and the windows are clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info one of the eaves hangs a black lacquer plaque, on the book "Hui Ya Jinghe" four words, the handwriting and Songquan courtyard on the plaque is the same, are from the hands of the old lady Lan. This is where the Qingyang Lan Girls' School is located.
This Qingyuan Garden is close to the northwest corner gate of the Lan Mansion, out of the corner gate, and then through a wide alley, it is the residence of other clansmen of the Lan family. It's just that the people of the Lan clan are also uneven now, and if they have a good life, they will naturally have a bad life. The family has been divided again and again, not to mention the incapable, but those who have the conditions are not willing to find another place to live, so they live in this way from generation to generation, and the house is getting smaller and smaller, and it is no longer possible to find such a spacious house as a big long house. However, this is also inseparable from the fact that the long house has stayed in the capital since it was in, and the property in the capital is not listed.
Let's say that Lan Xi is standing under the plaque of "Huiya Jinghe" at the moment, but his mood is a little complicated. Speaking of which, although she stayed in this old mansion for several years in her previous life, she was a little unfamiliar with this boudoir. Now that I'm living again, I've learned a lesson, but I have to be familiar with this place. Thinking of this, Lan Xi took a deep breath, the lotus flowers in the lotus pond in the garden have been exhausted, and the remaining lotus canopy after picking has been a little yellow, and the flower stems have been bent heavily, and she can't smell the elegant lotus fragrance, but Lan Xi only feels that the air in the early morning is refreshing, refreshing and refreshing, so that she has never been sober, she cheered herself up, smiled, lifted her skirt, stepped up, and crossed the threshold of the small building......
"The fifth sister is here. If you don't come again, I thought you were sick again. This sour and prickly tone, except for Lan Yun, really doesn't think about it as a second person.
"Sister Lao Liu, I care! In the future, my sister will be your companion every day, and the sixth sister will be happy? Lan Xi was not annoyed, but smiled and winked at Lan Liu, blinking until Lan Liu's heart was suffocated, but she blocked her chest in one breath, couldn't spit it out, couldn't swallow, and her little face was red.
Lan Xi snickered in her heart, but she didn't want to make it popular, so she didn't care anymore, took the burden from Yingfeng's hand, took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone one by one, and put it on the bookcase that belonged to her.
"Sister Xi was sick earlier?" The girl's voice, which was as crisp as the first cry of a yellow warbler, was tactful in her ears, and Lan Xi's eyes suddenly lit up, yes! How did she forget? Raising her eyes, turning her head, she looked at the girl standing in front of her bookcase, half a head shorter than she is now, wearing a water blue arched magnolia short shirt with a moon white thread skirt, combing a double bun, tying a knot with a light blue ribbon, the girl who looks delicate and cute When she was a child, a smile overflowed from the bottom of Lan Xi's eyes, she smiled and bent the corners of her lips, and Lang Lang called, "Yunyun!" ”
Because of Song Yunyun's relationship, Lan Xi's mood is very good, so good that even the "Women's Rules" that Shen Niangzi is talking about are no longer so difficult to hear, and after learning two pages by example, Shen Niangzi asked them to copy it. Lanxi laid out the cut paper, flattened it with a paperweight, took out the ink strips, inkstones, pen washes, and small purple frosts, put them together one by one, polished the ink, and then concentrated on learning words.
After a rebirth, Lan Xi has long been dismissive of the shackles imposed on women by those "Women's Rules" and "Women's Books", she seems to be concentrating on copying books, but those words are just words, and she doesn't pay attention to them. Since she decided to learn painting, calligraphy and painting, she had to spend effort to practice her calligraphy well, and that's it.
However, Shen Niangzi on the side saw that there was no certainty in this study, and the Lan Wu girl, who had been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, actually obediently copied books and practiced calligraphy, and was a little secretly wonderful. Looking at the words she wrote, although she was still young and her pen power was insufficient, she was also neat and delicate, and she had a lot to offer, so she couldn't help nodding secretly in her heart, and she had a better view of Lanxi.
Shen Niangzi's thoughts, Lan Xi didn't know, she just quietly practiced her words, horizontal and vertical, stroke by stroke, and when Shen Niangzi announced the end of school, the tip of her nose was already sweating slightly.
Next is the talent class, Lan Yun is learning the piano, but after all, he didn't get together, so he didn't have to worry about what moths came out.
Mr. Chen, who teaches painting, is a white-bearded old man who is close to the age of six, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but he is not so good at lecturing. I only took a painting and let the students look at it by themselves, and at the end, I casually clicked a few sentences on a few special ways to draw in the painting, and after that, I assigned the homework of copying, and handed it in ten days later. There was no new idea in a class, although it was not prosperous, Lan Xi couldn't help but be a little disappointed, fortunately, she still has a father! Lan Jingzhi's painting skills are only much higher than this Mr. Chen!
After lunch, the afternoon class was a female celebrity that Lanxi vowed to learn well. Although she made up her mind, after all, it wasn't with determination that her embroidery work could progress by leaps and bounds. After countless times of pricking her fingers, Yan's mother finally announced that she was out of school, and only asked each of them to hand in an embroidered handkerchief five days later. Slowly putting away the handkerchief in his hand, which was not even neatly stitched, Lan Xi ignored Lan Yun's mocking, showing off and provocative eyes, and stayed until the end, and came to Yan's mother.
"Mom, my work is so bad that it's impossible to catch up with my sisters, but it's not good to be too far behind. So...... I may have to trouble my mother in the future. "Lanxi is not polite, and directly has something to say. Yingfeng next to her silently slandered in the bottom of her heart, the girl is really, since she asks people to do things, she has to give some gifts, she is good, when she sees people, she doesn't even have half a polite word, she is straight to the point, and she is not afraid of offending people. After all, this Yan's mother is a teacher invited by Lanfu, not a descendant of Lanfu, and it is said that her craftsmanship from the famous embroidery master Chen in Jinzhou is hard to find.
Lan Xi acted like this, but it was by no means reckless, although she had no friendship with Yan's mother in her previous life, but the pillow moon beside her followed Yan's mother for a while, and the girl Pillow Moon was the most accurate to see people, she said that Yan's mother didn't like people to go around with her, so she would be straightforward, and Lan Xi also felt that for people like Yan's mother, giving gifts not only failed to achieve the purpose of pleasing her, but even insulted her.
Mother Yan's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise, glanced at the pink carved jade in front of her, smiled slightly, she was still a nine-year-old girl with a childish face, and raised her eyebrows lightly, "This job is also a practice, and the old body is afraid that it will not be able to help the fifth girl." ”
"Mom, don't worry, it's just that I do more work on weekdays, and I took it for my mother to see and help correct it. It doesn't matter if my mother is too busy, can I trouble Mrs. Cao? Lan Xi smiled and bent a pair of Danfeng eyes, and there were still some baby fat cheeks, which looked cute at first glance.
The woman who had just walked in with a few pieces of fabric changed her face in shock, hurriedly put down the things in her hand, waved her hand and said, "No...... Fifth girl, I'm clumsy, I'm afraid I can't do it......."
Mother Yan's face changed a few times, and her mind had turned a few times, "Qiaohui, the fifth girl values you, don't you thank the fifth girl?" ”
Lan Xi's smile was even more sincere, Mother Yan, she is really a smart person.