I originally thought that I would learn jerky ancient texts, but I never thought that it was actually to study the Book of Songs.

Chonghua looked at the scroll in front of him with some dumbfounded.

The Book of Songs? Here is which dynasty in history Chonghua has never explored. But at the moment, it may not be true that it is really a corner of history. At least the Book of Songs is indeed common.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island, My Fair Lady, Good Gentleman." Chonghua silently closed the scroll, this can already be regarded as sexuality~commotion~ disturbance, right?

Let a girl's family read this, it's clear that it's full of slots!

The corner of his eyes swept to Chonghua and closed the scroll, Luo Chen's eyes were cold: "Can't understand?" ”

Chonghua hurriedly shook his head: "Well, no, it's just that I've learned all of this." Is there anything a little harder? ”

What can be said? That's all it can say. You can't be here alone, right? That's not her style.

Luo Chen was a little surprised, and his temperament was not like that of an ordinary poor girl. Just her white and delicate hands can be seen to be raised by a large family.

But will a big family let a noble girl read the Book of Songs?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Luo Chen still went to the bookshelf and flipped through another volume and handed it to Chonghua: "Then let's learn this first." ”

Chonghua thanked Dade and handed back the Book of Songs, and respectfully accepted the new scroll. Unfold slowly.

"Heaven and Earth, Xuanhuang Universe, Flood Desolation, Sun and Moon, Bright Sun, Moon, and ......Residence" Chonghua's eyes drifted away, and the thousand-character text was acceptable, but you should give a punctuation point. Isn't it okay to space a little without punctuation? Look at the dense whole article. Chonghua only felt that he was going to commit a dense phobia.

Luo Chen frowned and looked at her: "What?" Studied again? ”

Chonghua hurriedly waved his hand: "No, I haven't learned this." Can I use pen and paper? ”

Luo Chen and Lai Xiaochun's pen and paper are all shared, in order to eliminate the extravagance and waste of students, they do not cherish the paper, ink, pen and inkstone. Mu Lao deliberately specified the number of papers to be used every day, and if it was torn off because of irregular writing, it could only be copied on the back of the paper that had been written.

Rice paper polishing, very easy to penetrate ink. If you write it on the back, it's easy to get dirty.

Luo Chen pondered for a moment, then pulled out one from his share and handed it to Chonghua.

"I'm going to apply to Master tomorrow. Remember to return me. ”

Chonghua silently took it, thanked him, and bowed his head to write. Luo Chen saw that she was not as hypocritical as other women, and her eyebrows stretched a little.

The past few days of getting along have allowed Luo Chen to somewhat grasp the character and temper of Chonghua. As long as he eats and sleeps, Chonghua is basically not picky. I also washed my own clothes, I didn't have any problems with needlework, and my cooking began to taste better.

Diligent and earnest, with few words, he is a person who can save things in his heart. It's not gossipy, and it's not very curious.

If it were an ordinary woman, she would definitely inquire about what place this is, who they are, and what kind of master Mu Lao is. But Chonghua didn't ask a word.

Looking at Chonghua's side face with his head bowed and writing, Luo Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that he didn't pick up any trouble and came back.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on Chonghua's slightly exposed neck, whose snow-white slender neck was so white and clear in the sun.

Luo Chen turned his head suddenly, his brows furrowed even tighter. No, he still picked up a problem and came back.

For memory, Chonghua's method is to copy it by hand. Copy it once, then read it repeatedly, translate the words one by one, and then copy them again. This allows it to be recited firmly.

It is certainly not fast to write with a brush, and this paper may not be used up today. Chonghua picked a smaller pen and copied it slowly.

Writing calligraphy can soothe the nerves. It's like some people want to draw when they're upset, some people want to play the piano when they're upset, and some people only smoke when they're upset.

Chonghua wrote stroke by stroke, not in a hurry. It seems that he is getting familiar with this pen and this paper little by little, and it seems that he is chewing word by word.

Gradually, my mind calmed down.

It is as if you can hear the sound of birds flying in the sky, the sound of the buds blooming on the plum trees, and the murmuring of mountain springs.

Gradually, the light dimmed.

Chonghua frowned slightly and moved the paper to the bright place. Keep your head down and continue writing.

Juanxiu's small characters are written in a well-organized and dense manner. Rearrange them in the form of broken sentences.

Suddenly, a hand pressed on her shoulder. Chonghua woke up suddenly. Looking up, Lai Xiaochun's smiling face came into view.

"I'm done eating."

Chonghua was shocked, what? It's time for dinner? He got up suddenly, but almost fell. Before I knew it, my body was already a little numb. The neck is even hard.

"Dinner, dinner......" Chonghua looked nervously at the kitchen, only to find that the table had already been set up in the hall.

Lai Xiaochun smiled and pulled Chonghua and walked slowly towards the hall: "Senior brother is cooking today, and there is chicken soup to drink." ”

Chonghua looked apologetically at Luo Chen, who was serving rice in an apron.

"Here you go." Luo Chen handed over the rice bowl. Ignoring the apology on Chonghua's face, he turned his face away and continued to serve the meal.

"I'm sorry." For the first time, Chonghua felt so sorry. It's a good thing to relax and write, but you can't leave your job behind.

When they took her in, they just let her cook. She didn't even need clothes and sheets, but she still forgot about cooking.

Throwing down the apron, Luo Chen respectfully asked the master to move the chopsticks. Mu Lao didn't care too much, and raised his hand to let everyone eat.

Chonghua held the rice bowl and couldn't swallow it.

Lai Xiaochun looked at Chonghua and glanced at Luo Chen. Luo Chen was picking up vegetables, and when he saw Lai Xiaochun squeezing his eyebrows at him, he frowned and ignored him.

Lai Xiaochun sighed and patted Chonghua's shoulder: "It's nothing, just don't forget it tomorrow." ”

That's just one sentence, how do you say that you can die? Don't you see that other girls are frustrated and dying, what's wrong with comforting people? Lai Xiaochun glared at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't care at all about Xiaochun glaring at him. Keep eating.

Chonghua is not the kind of pretentious woman, and she is determined not to forget it tomorrow. I hurried to eat.

Mu Lao looked at Chonghua and didn't say anything.

After eating, Luo Chen put away the dishes and chopsticks and handed them to Chonghua: "You wash the dishes." ”

In the past, Luo Chen washed out the bowls before Chonghua and Aunt Chen started. Today he cooked, but he pushed the job of washing dishes to Chonghua.

Chonghua was stunned, and suddenly lowered his head and laughed. happily took over a pot of dishes and chopsticks. Laughing and running to the well.

Luo Chen was flashed by Chonghua's bright smile, and looked at the back of the brisk floating away in confusion.

"Strange woman."

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