"Hong'er, how long will it take for us to get to the capital here?"

At the dinner table, Ye Xiaoyu asked while eating.

"The last time I went with my wife, I was in a carriage, and it took about 1 hour......"

Hong'er is probably also hungry and is eating heavily.

"And what if you walk?"

Where does Ye Xiaoyu still have the money to take a carriage, if he wants to go, he must take the "No. 11 bus" - walking.

"I don't know, I've only been there once, but I can ask the others in the afternoon."

Hong'er said.

"Okay, then you can help me ask in the afternoon, and ......"

Saying that, Ye Xiaoyu took out 5 yuan from his pocket and gave it to Hong'er.

"Hong'er, a little money here, you can go to the village to buy some food when you have time in the afternoon, otherwise it will be a long night, and it is estimated that the two of us will be hungry."

"Miss...... Woohoo......"

Hong'er's tears swirled in her eyes again.

"Hong'er, don't cry yet, I'm here anyway, you just have to do what I say, don't worry about anything else."

Ye Xiaoyu said very calmly. Hong'er saw Ye Xiaoyu's calm face, and nodded reassuringly.

In fact, Ye Xiaoyu has no bottom in her own heart, but Hong'er is already like this, and if she is indecisive and weak in front of her, it will only aggravate her discomfort.

There is still 5 money left in the pocket, it is estimated that it can last until tomorrow, the handkerchief on the table has been spliced last night, and today I will start embroidering the ornaments, and I can take it to the capital to sell it tomorrow. Ye Xiaoyu suddenly thought that she would have class tomorrow, gritted her teeth, and decided to pretend to be sick and skip class to go to the capital, anyway, Jiang Ping was often not at home, and she would not notice anything.

After lunch, after Hong'er cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, she went to the village stream to wash clothes.

Ye Xiaoyu sat at the table and began to embroider ornaments on the handkerchief.

It is really difficult for Ye Xiaoyu to embroider things, she has never touched embroidery at all in her previous life, at most it is a whim embroidery and cross-stitch or something, for this kind of real embroidery, she has encountered it for the first time.

Now forced by life, Ye Xiaoyu can only bite the bullet and attack the handkerchief. Because she couldn't find a job like a pencil, Ye Xiaoyu took an eyebrow pencil from the dresser, first drew a figure on a handkerchief, and then used a needle and thread to aim at the edge of the figure and embroider it. However, due to the low level of technology, Ye Xiaoyu could only pick some simple patterns to embroider on the handkerchief, such as green leaves, hearts, flowers, etc., as for those complex patterns such as mandarin ducks, Ye Xiaoyu never thought of trying them.

The noon time is very short, especially in Daye Country, because the dinner is very early, the noon break is even shorter, almost around 1 o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Xiaoyu is going to the school. Therefore, after a whole noon, Ye Xiaoyu didn't even finish embroidering the flowers on a handkerchief, no way, although Qianyi was very boring, but the class still had to go, Hong'er hadn't come back yet, but she had the key, so Ye Xiaoyu locked the door and hurried to the school.

As soon as Ye Xiaoyu stepped into the school, he found that everyone had arrived, and Qian Yi stood on the podium, as if he was about to start preparing for class.

"Why are you here so late? Sleeping late? ”

Qian Yi saw Ye Xiaoyu standing at the door and asked.

"Uh...... This morning, Mr. gave a lecture, I went back at noon to seriously think about the knowledge that Mr. taught this morning, and found some other books, I think what Mr. said is very reasonable, benefited a lot, I studied a little carried away, so I came late, please forgive me. ”

Ye Xiaoyu stood at the door and said nonsense.

"Really? I didn't expect you to love learning so much, so tell me what etiquette is? ”

Qian Yicai was not so easy to deceive, he looked at Ye Xiaoyu and continued to ask.

"Mr. Hui, according to my humble opinion, the so-called etiquette, popular, is order, is the whole society, and even the whole era is maintained a key link, people have a group and social, born as a person, must follow the rules of the society in which they live, in order to maintain this rule, everyone must give up some of their own rights, handed over to the manager of this society, let him reasonably distribute everyone's rights, so that the society can maintain a certain order, the so-called self-denial is this truth. However, the premise of this is that the manager must be discerning and have the ability to perceive. Otherwise, if the managers are not wise enough, then the people who give up their rights will not only not be able to get a stable and peaceful living environment, but will also be oppressed by the managers even more frantically, and eventually these people will have no rights of their own. ”

I really couldn't talk about classical Chinese, so Ye Xiaoyu expressed her views on "etiquette" in the vernacular.

After Ye Xiaoyu finished speaking, the audience was silent, and even Qian Yi did not speak.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Suddenly, Qianyi smiled and applauded.

"It's very good, I have such a profound and unique opinion at a young age, although I have reservations about your opinion, but as a girl, I really admire ...... to have such a vision and ideas."

Qian Yi looked at Ye Xiaoyu, his eyes full of admiration.

"It's been hard to stand for so long, come in and sit......"

Qian Yi said to Ye Xiaoyu who was standing at the door.

"Thank you, sir."

Ye Xiaoyu bowed obediently to Qianyi and walked to his place and sat down. The moment I sat down, I suddenly saw that Qing Lang, who was sitting in the last row, was still tilting his head, looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ye Xiaoyu just expressed a little bit of her own opinion, she has always adhered to the concept of personal liberalism, and pursued to break the shackles and achieve social equality and the greatest emancipation of human nature. Therefore, the passage just now only revealed some of Ye Xiaoyu's views on order, she was ready to be scolded by Qianyi, but she didn't expect Qianyi to be very civilized and be able to accept Ye Xiaoyu's understanding of "etiquette".

After sitting down, Ling Yu in the front row turned his head and smiled approvingly at Ye Xiaoyu. But this smile was followed by Lu Qian's expression of wanting to kill.

Nema, this woman is a little too jealous, isn't she? Ye Xiaoyu couldn't help but shudder.

"Okay, now let's start the lesson, in the morning I will tell you about the meaning and importance of etiquette, and in the afternoon, we will continue to learn how to be a polite person, or how to be polite."

Qianyi still said very gently.

But Ye Xiaoyu didn't listen to it at all, her whole mind was on the handkerchief that had not been embroidered in her room, and there were still 4 and a half handkerchiefs to embroider, but she was very unskilled, and the speed of embroidery was very slow, if she was going to the capital tomorrow, she probably wouldn't sleep tonight. Ye Xiaoyu didn't expect that life would become so embarrassing, but fortunately, although she was young, she still had the memories of her previous life, and she still had a lot of time to make full use of her brain power to create wealth, which was also the only valuable place for this rebirth.

"The ancients' pursuit of etiquette shows that the strict requirements for their own living habits and character can almost be said to be almost strict, such a life can not be said to be bad, but more or less inhibiting the vitality and vitality of life itself, we now say that the pursuit should be full of benevolence, in the observance of social order, abide by their own social values on the basis of appropriate maintenance of their own life ......"

Qianyi's voice rang in his ears again.

Ye Xiaoyu held the brush, covered the paper on the book, and carefully traced. In this era, she has no problem reading and literacy, and her biggest problem with Ye Xiaoyu is writing. Because the hard pen calligraphy was used in the previous life, the brush character was only used as an art to appreciate, but now the brush character has become a daily communication word, which can be bitter for Ye Xiaoyu. Before, she tried to write a few words on the paper with a brush, but she couldn't read it, the horizontal was not like the horizontal, the vertical was not like the vertical, it was crooked, and it was extremely ugly.

Therefore, since you don't want to listen to the class, but you have to sit here, you can simply start practicing calligraphy, and you can't use it in a daze like a man with facial paralysis for a good time.