(ix)

Jia Dongxia was born in a scholarly family, and his father was a famous minister of the dynasty. She is good at poetry and writing, calligraphy, and painting orchid bamboo.

Zou Yichen walked into the house, only to see a screen of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum in her house, the painting lines on the screen were smooth, the female red was exquisite, and the silk gold line was particularly dazzling.

Jia Dongxia saw that Zou Yichen was fascinated, and said with a smile: "Sister Yichen, if you like this painting, my sister will make one for my sister another day." ”

Zou Yichen was extremely surprised, and touched the golden chrysanthemum with his hand. "This is what my sister did? It seems that my sister is not only good at chess, but also very good at female red! ”

"Sister Yichen said and laughed, the floral decoration patterns on this screen are from my sister's hand, this skillful and exquisite female red craftsmanship is made by the embroidery girl in Hangzhou, and I just typed a paper draft."

"It's my sister who laughs, if there is no manuscript for my sister, the embroidery girl can't show such a fresh and refined graphic style."

When the two heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other and smile. Jia Dongxia pulled Zou Yichen to sit on the edge of the couch and said gently: "Sister, if you can come today, you must teach me to paste paper kites?" ”

Zou Yichen was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Jia Dongxia to call himself here to paste paper kites, not to play chess. smiled and agreed: "Okay, I didn't expect my sister to be happy with this paper kite." ”

Without waiting for Zou Yichen to finish the last word, Jia Dongxia hurriedly said: "I'm so happy, every time I see a child from another family putting paper kites, I can't help but feel envious." After that, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of sadness.

Zou Yichen suddenly remembered that Jia Dongxia didn't participate in this paper kite competition for some reason.

"How?" Zou Yichen asked.

"Sister, do you know why my sister is good at this piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

Zou Yichen looked at Jia Dongxia's face with a sad look, and wanted to ask why? At this time, her eyes were shaken by the light on her chest. Zou Yichen fixed his eyes and saw that it was a moon-white name lock, which was hung on Jia Dongxia's slender and white neck. Zou Yichen thought to himself: "How can my sister have this name lock? Isn't the name lock placed in the name of a monk or Taoist in order for the family to avoid the untimely death of the child? Thinking of this, Zou Yichen was slightly surprised. Could it be ......", don't think about it, and look at it carefully. This lock has a shiny appearance, but if you look closely, there is a lot of wear on it. "It seems that my sister has been frail and sick since she was a child, and she has been wearing it for a long time." Thinking about it, his nose was sour, but he was afraid that Jia Dongxia would find out, so he smiled slightly, shook his head and pretended not to know.

Jia Dongxia couldn't help but deliberately coquettishly said: "Since I was a child, my father knew that I had been weak since I was a child, and it was especially appropriate to play the piano and paint, so he told me that the family was happy and elegant, and I was not tired of energy, even this little chess piece could not be touched, saying that it was a chess piece that consumed my body, who knew that he didn't let me do anything, I did what I did tightly, and then he had no choice." As he spoke, he pointed to the chess pieces and smiled slightly.

Zou Yichen looked at Jia Dongxia and said with his eyebrows stretched: "It seems that my sister is also a naughty ghost." ”

"But it's even more fun to have a sister. Yesterday I played chess with my sister, and my sister's chess style felt out of place at first sight, and the overall situation was decided after a few more moves, and my sister was so happy. ”

"My sister's chess skills are also very tight, my sister just relies on her feelings to be opportunistic, and my sister knows the purpose of chess at a glance."

But my sister thinks that my sister is not only good at chess, but even the paper kite makes my sister envious. Seeing my sister win the championship that day, I don't know how happy I am, is it good for my sister to teach my sister? Especially my sister also added the flute to the paper kite, who has ever had this idea? In this way, my sister can be described as a heroine among women. As he spoke, he pulled up the corners of Zou Yichen's sleeves.

Zou Yichen heard Jia Dongxia say this, smiled and had to compromise and agree, and said, "Okay, it's just my sister's skill, it's just a small skill of carving insects." ”

As he spoke, he taught Jia Dongxia the skills he had learned.

Where did Zou Yichen know that these memories and strategies of his knowledge were actually someone else's. Although I had my own suspicions, I was also blocked by the current incomplete information. But now except for my mother and other people close to me, no one else has the slightest suspicion.

Jia Dongxia and Zou Yichen don't have much contact, and she is weak and rarely goes out. Her superficial understanding of Zou Yichen is still occasionally heard from other people's small talk. Although she had heard of Zou Yichen's bad deeds, but now, she felt that Zou Yichen was indeed different from other women. is not as pretentious as other women, but she has a intelligence beyond ordinary women, and she is extremely comfortable to get along with. I am frail and sickly, and I don't have many friends, so I finally met a sister with similar interests, and I naturally like it.

The two fell in love and had a lot of fun. Suddenly, the girl outside the door came in and said, "Miss, the master has returned home." ”

"Groove cake, why did you come back at this hour?" Jia Dongxia said and hurriedly hid the tools and paper kite shelves in his hands. He took out the Go chessboard, handed the black chess pieces on his right hand to Zou Yichen, and took the white chess pieces for his own use.

Zou Yichen understood at the moment, took the black chess pieces, and placed them on the sides at will. Jia Dongxia was next to Zou Yichen's chess pieces, laying white pieces. In an instant, the game was placed as if it had reached the fourth game, and it seemed that there was no point to fight for, and it was a game of winning and losing.

Zou Yichen thought to himself: "Seeing my sister so flustered, I think it must be her father who didn't allow her to let go of the paper kite, for fear that she would be tired." "Thinking of this, my nose is inevitably a little sour." If only his mother could be like Jia Dongxia's father. ”

Jia Dongxia smiled: "Sister, we have set up the chessboard now, just waiting for my father to visit." He stuck out his tongue as he spoke.

Zou Yichen was about to nod when an older man entered. Seeing Zou Yichen slightly stunned, he turned to Jia Dongxia and said, "The slave has seen two young ladies. Miss, sir, please. It's just ......" said and looked at Zou Yichen.

Zou Yichen saw that this person was embarrassed, and thought that it was inconvenient for him to disturb him here, so he hurriedly said: "Sister, my sister lost to you in this chess today, and my sister will come to ask for advice another day." He bowed and left.

On the way back to the house, Zi Nan saw that Zou Yichen was not angry, and asked bluntly: "Miss, why aren't you angry?" ”

Zou Yichen had already seen that Zi Nan was holding his breath and wanted to ask himself, but he was afraid that he would blame him, so he couldn't bear it. Looking at her wolf expression, Zou Yichen felt extremely cute, so he wanted to tease her more, so he pretended that he didn't know anything, and saw and looked at the street shop. It wasn't until Zi Nan asked that she smiled and said, "You mean that we left in a hurry?" ”

"That's right. Aren't they striking? He pouted as he spoke.

Zou Yichen replied with a smile: "It must be that their family has encountered something big?" ”

"Oh?"

"When Jia Dongxia heard his father return home, his previous reaction was 'What time is this', and then when I set up the chess pieces with her and waited for her father to arrive, it was indeed their domestic servant. Although the servant brought her a message, he saw that we were about to stop talking, and it was inconvenient for him to inform us of something. Presumably the stakes are high. ”