Jiang Sumei didn't notice that she was looking at Yu Wenshu's words.

If you really look into it, it's not perfect.

However, this person wrote like this when she was a teenager, which is already very remarkable, but she has been studying for more than 20 years.

Seeing that she was focused, the old man said with a smile: "If you practice for a few more years, it will be close to this." ”

This is a very high evaluation, Jiang Sumei's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly promised: "The granddaughter will definitely work hard and will not disappoint her grandfather." ”

"Okay, okay." The old man was very happy and tested her again, "Look, what are the shortcomings?" ”

Jiang Sumei didn't want to be perfunctory, but she couldn't show all her true skills, so she pointed to one of the words "whisk" and hesitated: "Pay too much attention to the law, not beautiful enough." ”

Yu Wenshu's words seem to be deliberately missing, but she faintly feels that maybe she is not resolute enough, and she still cares too much about the structure in the end.

The old man looked at Jiang Sumei's eyes a little deeper, this girl really has a wisdom root, there is no famous teacher to teach, but she can already appreciate words, this is not something that ordinary people can see, although it is just a word, it must contain a lot of eyesight, not to mention, Yu Wenshu is very careful to write.

"Isn't it beautiful, three girls, you can write one." The old man handed her a tube of purple hair.

Jiang Sumei dipped in ink, thought about it, and wrote the word "whisk".

The old man looked very seriously, and said slowly: "This word is well written, if the willow is in the wind, the charm is elegant, but it is a pity, the beauty is beautiful, and it is not perfect." ”

Jiang Sumei said that she would work hard.

The old man encouraged again.

The grandfather and grandson seemed to have completely forgotten Jiang Nianmei's existence, Jiang Nianmei's face changed, she bit her lip lightly, moved up, and said with a sneer: "Grandfather, you are really biased, your granddaughter is also here to ask you for guidance today, but she didn't even mention it." ”

The old man laughed twice: "The second girl is not too busy, she is very tired just carving a wood carving, and what words are you writing, so that your grandmother knows, if you want to say that I am an old man." ”

"Calligraphy is pleasant, besides, where is there too much to learn." Jiang Nianmei took the words she wrote, "Grandfather, can you take a look, my granddaughter can also learn from the third sister, and go back to practice a lot." ”

The old man looked.

Jiang Sumei also came over.

The handwriting is good, upright and beautiful, but to say outstanding, it is still far away, she secretly gave a comment, everyone is very haode in the show, and it can't be compared with people who have written for many years, but it can also be seen that Jiang Nianmei is powerful.

Calligraphy is not her specialty, I didn't expect to write, but I can do it.

The old man also gave pertinent advice: "It's very okay." "Not anymore.

Jiang Nianmei was quite disappointed, the old man's attitude towards the two sisters was completely different, and she couldn't let the old man look forward to it when it came to calligraphy.

This time, it was a mistake, and I didn't please at all, and it took a lot of effort to practice.

Just thinking about it, the old man said to Jiang Sumei: "Go back today, copy a copy of "Le Yi Theory", Huang Lao'er will show me every day, saying how his son's calligraphy is, you can also write it to me, and ask me to take it to gag his mouth!" ”

The face is very puffing.

Jiang Sumei was secretly amused, and said with a flattered face: "If you make your grandfather lose face......

"You're much better than them, don't be afraid." The old man was calm and calm, and gave Jiang Sumei a stack of fine rice paper produced in Xuancheng.

Of course, Jiang Sumei responded.

After the two sisters said goodbye, Jiang Nianmei was stunned.

Holly was slightly dissatisfied: "The slave maid saw that the third girl didn't write very well, but I don't know when she learned such a trick to make the old man happy." ”

Jiang Nianmei sank her face: "What did you say?" Watch your mouth! The third sister is good at calligraphy, what do you know? ”

His master is gentle and lovely on weekdays, but he can be stern, which makes people cold, and Holly hurriedly admits his mistake: "It's the slave's fault, the slave is too talkative." ”

Jiang Nianmei flicked her sleeves and turned around to go to the Li family.

As soon as spring arrived, flowers could be seen everywhere, Jiang Sumei went back along the road, picked a few Ruixiang and Nanshan tea by the way, and called Cai Lian to find a vase as soon as she entered the house.

Cailian found a total of two, a round plain bottle and a gallbladder bottle.

Jiang Sumei took a look, chose the light cyan bile bottle with origami bamboo pattern, and ordered to go to the pond to get some water, and when she got it, she inserted the cut haode flower into it and put it on the long case, and suddenly felt that the house was a little more vibrant and beautiful.

"It's so pretty." Qing He praised, "The girl is skillful, usually the slaves and maids only pick some casually, but it is not so interesting." ”

"Yes, there are a lot of famous halls in it, and the second girl will too." Cai Lian couldn't help but say, "The female master taught some, and the second girl said it was interesting, but it turned out that the third girl also learned it." ”

Jiang Sumei thought to herself, but she didn't know if the original owner would be able to, anyway, I heard that she had been learning for a while, but the time was short, and I was afraid that it wouldn't be much, but when she heard Cailian mention Jiang Nianmei, she thought of what happened just now.

Jiang Nianmei suddenly came to ask the old man for calligraphy, which always made her a little concerned.

"Where will I be, just look at the flowers and look good, but nothing else, if you want to say pruning, the long and short ones are always not beautiful, there is no order." She digressed and went to the study.

If there is nothing special on weekdays, she is only with Cui Yu, and at this moment, she let Cui Yu grind her ink and start writing Le Yi.

There are forty-four lines in this Le Yi theory, and by the time Jiang Sumei finished writing it intently, it was already dark.

Cui Yu spread the rice paper on the bookcase to dry, so that she could send it to the old man tomorrow.

Jiang Sumei used the meal, and asked Cui Yu to take out the forehead wiping that had done more than half of it before.

This forehead is for the old lady, but it is made of sauce-colored gauze satin, embroidered with green and dark pine and cypress Ganoderma lucidum, and inlaid with a round jade in the middle, which is worthy of age.

She took the needlework and thread of the green feather and wore haode, and embroidered the pattern by candlelight.

The next evening, when she went to see the second elder, she gave the old lady a forehead.

The old man called her filial.

The old lady glanced at it casually, and saw that the needlework was smooth and the embroidery was exquisite, and it did take a lot of painstaking work, but she also smiled and praised a few words.

"Okay, okay." The old man took out "On Le Yi" and took a look at it, praised it repeatedly, and said with a smile: "I'll show Huang Lao'er tomorrow, I really don't know how to write it in our house!" ”

The old lady restrained her smile and said seriously: "What haode is there when the girl's words are taken out, with these skills, it is better to learn from the girl, there is no waste of time." ”

Jiang Sumei was a little annoyed.

Although the old lady also persuaded Jiang Nian Meiduo to practice needlework, when it came to her wood carving, her face was always full of pride, and it fell on her, no matter how outstanding her calligraphy was, she had never heard the old lady's praise.

This time she wiped the old lady's forehead, she was originally to ease the relationship, but no one expected that it was still useless.

Fortunately, the old man didn't listen, and said angrily: "What's wrong? It is said that words are like people, whether a person's character is good or not, look at his words and make it clear, what do you know? Self-cultivation depends on this, I think it's very good for the three girls to write this, the legacy of our Jiang family ancestors is to learn to be a man first. ”

The old man became even more angry as he spoke, and began to dig through the old accounts: "Look at what the third child looks like, if he was the same as the eldest and second child, write more and study more, will he be useless?" You're spoiled ......."

However, thinking that his granddaughter was here, it was not appropriate to teach his old wife a lesson, so he stopped talking at the moment.

The old lady was said to be weak-hearted, the third child was indeed self-raised, but it was unbearable and uncomfortable, and her face was distorted.

Mother Jin hurriedly came to the rescue, and said with a smile: "Master, the old lady is also thinking about the third girl, in the end, you can't just learn this when you marry in the future, you always have to know everything." ”

The old man also calmed down at the moment, for the girl's family, the most important thing is indeed to get married, so he nodded: "These are for you to teach, and the three girls have to pay more attention." ”

Seeing that he was no longer angry, the old lady raised her hand to wipe away the spit that had been sprayed just now, and said lightly: "Needless to say, Sister Su is not likable." ”

These words were cold, and Jiang Sumei saw that her eyes were full of displeasure when she looked at her, and secretly screamed that it was not good.

The old lady transferred the anger of being scolded by the old man to her head, and the city gate caught fire, affecting the pond fish! She couldn't help but sigh, probably she and the old lady's eight characters were really very incompatible.

In the blink of an eye, it was hot summer.

The wives of large families have nothing to do, in addition to tidying up the inner house, they usually follow the movements of their husbands, interact with each other, cultivate feelings with each other, or get some information they want, in spring and summer, it is even more frequent, all in the name of flower appreciation, which is extraordinarily natural, and it is held twice by the Jiang family.

This time, it was the turn of the Cao family again.

The gathering of the Cao family, there are always a lot of guests, and it is also a good time for the wives to see each other's girls, and the two sons and sons of the Cao family, both are elegant people, at this moment, often echo with Mrs. Cao, invite young talents in the capital to come to the house to drink and compose poems, chat and enjoy flowers, and share this group of excitement.

Three-bedroom across the courtyard.

Jiang Rumei looked for an opportunity to come here and sneaked in.

Aunt Luo hurriedly asked Hongluo to close the door.

"Auntie." Jiang Rumei threw herself into her arms, her voice choked.

Aunt Luo's eyes widened, and she slapped her on the shoulder: "You still know how to cry, Ming'er will go to Cao's house, don't be like last time, otherwise your father won't be able to protect you!" ”

"So what should I do?" Jiang Rumei was full of grievances, "My mother doesn't like me, I'm afraid she will marry me casually." ”

"Nonsense." Aunt Luo frowned, "With your father, no matter what, it won't be too bad, you only pay attention to words and deeds, and you can learn one-third of the second girl, even if it's good." ”

Jiang Rumei pouted: "She's just pretending." ”

"It doesn't matter if she's true or not, those wives value virtue, just if you're beautiful? Don't be that stupid. Aunt Luo asked her to sit down, "I called you today, there is one more matter, the second wife of the Xue family will also go tomorrow, you have to settle down in front of her, do you know?" ”

"The Xue family?" Jiang Rumei was a little dazed.

The Xue family didn't move around much before, but because of an accident with the third master Xue, Jiang Zhaomin was the chief of the merit examination department, and he helped out, and there was room for turnaround, and the two families became friends.

Now that the matter is in the past, the third son of the Xue family is at the age of marrying a wife, Aunt Luo has taken a fancy to this family business, she listened to Jiang Zhaomin's meaning, and felt that it might be okay.

Jiang Rumei didn't know if she heard it, and nodded indiscriminately.

At the same time, the wives of the big room and the third room also had something to talk to their daughters, but Jiang Sumei was the only one who was lonely, but she didn't have any trouble, and slept until dawn.