"Well, that's right, right? There's progress, right? Jiang Guyu diverted the topic and asked, his bright eyes looking at Yan Qiu expectantly, with this apprehension.

Yan Qiu took the paper and looked at it carefully, in order to save paper, Jiang Guyu wrote word by word, there was no room for up, down, left and right, it looked dense, and the words of different thicknesses looked like earthworms crawling over, crooked.

Yan Qiu raised his eyebrows, looked at it carefully, first checked whether there were any typos or the like, and after a while, he said: "There is some progress, but when writing this word, the strength of the pen should be more even, otherwise, this word ......" Yan Qiu's words were not finished, but pointed directly to the word, there is a heavier stroke, it looks like this stroke is thicker, the whole word looks, looking left and right gives people a sense of dissonance.

"And this, the pen is not right." Yan Qiu pointed to another word for Jiang Guyu to look at.

Jiang Guyu looked at the word, and couldn't help but have an urge to cover his face, this word, it seems that he can't see people.

"It's okay, Xiaoyu is a girl, it's good if she can write." Zhang Minghua comforted her daughter while holding the soles of her socks.

Jiang Changxing also echoed: "Yes, Xiaoyu, don't worry, take your time, we don't rely on this writing to eat." ”

Jiang Guyu pursed his lips, listened carefully to Yan Qiu's words, looked at his father and mother seriously, and said, "Dad, mother, I want to write hard, and I have to study hard." ”

Jiang Guyu thought that in the future, he would spend a little more time refining words, take out two hours a day, and the rest of the time, he would make a little more flower dew and peach blossoms, which seemed to be about to bloom?

"Xiaoyu, you." Zhang Minghua looked at Jiang Guyu with a smile, and when she saw her serious appearance, she didn't say anything more.

After lunch the next day, Li Cuiling came to Jiang Guyu and said excitedly: "Xiaoyu, look, the wound on my forehead seems to be a little shallower?" Isn't it? ”

"Yes." Jiang Guyu looked at it for a while, then nodded seriously, and saw that the scar on his forehead was a little shallower, so he couldn't help nodding and said, "It seems that if you insist on applying some spring fragrance dew, it will be clear." Jiang Guyu was also very excited in her heart, after the injury on Yan Qiu's face was healed, Li Cuiling was the second, in the future, as long as she could work hard, then, does it mean that she can make money from this?

"Xiaoyu, thank you so much." Li Cuiling was incoherent with excitement, although she didn't know when it would be completely fine, but there was no hope for so many years, and now she suddenly had hope, which made her feel excited to cry, she didn't know how much she cried because of this injury.

"Don't cry, it won't look good if you cry." Jiang Guyu comforted, after washing his hands, he used the Spring Fragrance Dew to smear the scars on Li Cuiling's forehead little by little, from the very beginning, after applying for half an hour, it would be very tiring, and now it seems that he has become accustomed to it, and he can easily apply it for half an hour.

The room was filled with the fragrance of spring dew, and the faint fragrance was refreshing, Li Cuiling thought that she would never have to feel inferior because of this ugly scar in the future, so she felt that it was not wrong to listen to her aunt this time, otherwise, I was afraid that she would always have inferior self-esteem as before.

"In the future, you will wipe your face with this spring fragrance dew, and wash your face with rice washing water in the morning, pour out the first rice washing water, and leave the second time, so that your skin will become whiter and whiter." Jiang Guyu taught the beauty secrets of later generations, in this time and space without chemical pollution, many women generally have very good skin, but if they are young and do not take care of them, they will be wrong when they are older, so since they came through it, she has insisted on washing her face with rice water every day.

"Wash your face with rice water? Isn't that dirty? It was the first time Li Cuiling had heard of washing her face with rice washing water, and she couldn't help but think about it. amp; amp; amp; Milk tamper amp; amp; amp; White water, on weekdays, is poured out directly.

"It's not dirty, the rice washing water can be of great use." Jiang Guyu explained in detail, Li Cuiling seemed to understand whether she understood or not, but she also decided to try it after she went back, and now she felt that what Jiang Guyu said was completely right.

Every morning and night, when she wiped her face and found that the scar was getting lighter little by little, Li Cuiling's heart was excited, and she couldn't wait to go back and tell her father and mother that her face was now better.

In a blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the wound on Li Cuiling's forehead has become so shallow that it can't be more shallow, only the outline of that one is clearer, and the rest is very light.

When Li Cuiling was fine on weekdays, she chatted with Jiang Guyu with the soles of her socks, and asked, "Xiaoyu, why do you still learn to write?" Isn't it good that the girl's family is red? Like the young lady of a big family, which young lady's female celebrity, it is very good. ”

"I can't learn from female red." Jiang Guyu shook his head, just take a sole, can only draw a simple look, although it is embroidered, but with the pattern of his mother Zhang Minghua, it is far away, so Jiang Guyu has never had the heart to learn from girls.

"It's not easy to learn words, and I think it's useless for girls to learn to write, right?" Li Cuiling frowned and asked, she took the trouble to talk to Jiang Guyu about the benefits of being a girl, in order to hope that Jiang Guyu would be better in the future.

"It's okay, I like it." Jiang Guyu said with a smile, winked at Li Cuiling, and said, "I know you care about me, but I just like to write, let me learn to be a girl, it's better to kill me." ”

Jiang Guyu thought about the thin needle, but he didn't have the slightest interest.

Li Cuiling sighed, looked at Jiang Guyu holding the brush and writing, couldn't help sighing, and changed the topic and asked, "By the way, your cousin Yan Qiu is quite knowledgeable, isn't he?" He looked ...... It's not like it's in the countryside. ”

Jiang Guyu raised his eyebrows, looked at Li Cuiling, and saw her curious appearance, and couldn't help explaining: "He, he used to go to school, but he is really from the countryside." Jiang Guyu explained with a smile, according to the previous statement, then Yan Qiu is a countryman, so don't help it.

Suddenly, Jiang Guyu saw Li Cuiling's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and asked directly: "Say what you want to say." ”

"No, I just want to ask, Yan Qiu ......" Li Cuiling said for a long time, but she couldn't say it, and finally blushed and spit out a few words: "He, it's nothing, I'll just ask casually." ”

"Oh." Jiang Guyu practiced her words seriously, not noticing Li Cuiling's tangled and hesitant appearance at all, looking at each word being better than the other, she couldn't help but smile.