After the Nine Dynasties returned to the door, until the temple meeting, Jia Min, as the new daughter-in-law, would be relatively leisurely, and there was no need to learn from her mother-in-law to be a housekeeper for the time being, just need to grasp the affairs of Songfeng Courtyard and her husband in her hands. Mrs. Lin, since she was frightened by a dusty woman thinking about her son last time, she figured it out and treated Jia Min too kindly. Usually, Jia Min is not asked to go to the main courtyard to make rules, just go to the main courtyard every morning and evening to say hello, and the rest of the time, let her stay in the Songfeng Courtyard, and she will not go to the outer study room for her son during the day, and the behavior of only reading in the Songfeng Courtyard is also to turn a blind eye and speak very well.

It is precisely because of Mrs. Lin's change in attitude that the subordinates in the Hou Mansion also respected Jia Min, the eldest grandmother, and even took some of her instructions to complete them as soon as possible without delay. For example, when she just got married, she told the big kitchen about adding fried vegetables to dinner, and she was talked about, which never happened again. Speaking of this, I can't help but mention the eldest girl Lin Yun, the housekeeper does have a set, the mother-in-law who had a broken mouth, after being beaten by her for ten boards, got rid of her errand, but changed to another place, taking care of the flowers and plants in the garden. not only gave her face, but also punished people, and appeased Wang An's family, the means are really good.

Speaking of Lin Yun, the eldest girl of the Hou Mansion, who had always been close to Jia Min before, had suddenly become affectionate recently, and often invited Jia Min to her Zhilan Pavilion to sit down, and she was very close to her before. Occasionally, when she is not very busy, she will go to Songfeng Courtyard to sit down, play chess with her, talk about books, and then send some purses and sachets made by herself, and the relationship between the two sisters-in-law became intimate for a while.

Jia Min's life was idle, but Lin Ruhai was in dire straits. The first thing to pass is the font level, he has written with a brush before, that is, he has a physical memory, and the words he writes are 108,000 miles different from the original Lin Ruhai. Helpless, Jia Min could only turn out Lin Ruhai's previous words, let him copy them first, and be careful not to let the paper he practiced flow out, causing suspicion.

The last time Lin Yun came to Songfeng Courtyard, he went around the study of the two, looked through Lin Ruhai's handwriting, and asked curiously: "Whose character is this, and why does it look like it is imitating my brother's handwriting." ”

She asked so casually, which scared Jia Min and Lin Ruhai out of a cold sweat, Jia Min saw the opportunity quickly, blushed slightly, snatched the paper in her hand, brushed it a few times to clean up the desk, and set those words on fire.

Lin Yunzuo suddenly realized, holding the handkerchief in his hand, covering his lips, his eyes turned around Lin Ruhai and her, and his smile was particularly meaningful.

Jia Min lowered his head and made a shy appearance, not saying much, it was easy to fool this scene. Since then, the two have been much more cautious. When Lin Ruhai practiced calligraphy, Jia Min was always by his side, in case someone saw it again, he could also infer that he was learning Fujun's words, and he prevaricated in the past.

Fortunately, Lin Ruhai himself has a memory, and after more than 20 days of assault practice, he finally looks a little like it, but it is still a little bit close, and it can always be seen.

Lin Ruhai put down the pen, rubbed his wrist, leaned back in the chair, looked at his new words, and sighed: "Now I can only write to this extent."

Jia Min, who was practicing water ripples over there, also put down the strip of cloth in his hand when he heard the words, and walked over to pick up the two words and read, "After all, it's still a little worse, your personality is different from the original, and the handwriting naturally can't be 100% the same." ”

"What then?" Lin Ruhai spread his hands and asked, he was tired to death during this time, getting up in the morning and going to bed at night, it was the time for him to endorse and paraphrase, the focus was to recite it to his wife, and let his wife check his proficiency. During the day, I sit here, posting and copying books one by one, in order to achieve the greatest similarity with the original handwriting.

The original body is used in Zhao Ti, quite the essence of Zhao Ti, his books are tactful and fluent, the outside is show and the inside is rigid, and there is a great ethereal state. Come to think of it, the original body is indeed an authentic talent, and he has good insights in the way of calligraphy and painting. However, her husband is both inside and out, and his sex is even straightforward, which is very different from the original. It's better to change the post.

Thinking of this, Jia Min went to the bookshelf to rummage, she remembered that there were many word stickers, and Jia Min's original regular script and line book were all used by the two kings, and they were charming. She used to like calligraphy, so she married a lot in this area. On that day, when the dowry was packed, it was all found and placed in the study of the husband and wife.

"That's good." rummaged through and picked up, and found Yan Zhenqing's "Yuan Jie Tablet", "Ganlu Character Book", "Zhushan Hall Sentences", "Yan Qinli Tablet" and many other tablets, and put them in front of Lin Ruhai, "From now on, you will be in good shape." "Changing the face and style, the handwriting has changed a little, which is reasonable. Jia Min tilted his head and thought about it again, and then turned out a few words in the pavilion style and pasted them on the table, "There is also this, it also needs to be practiced, when the imperial examination is held, it is necessary to use the pavilion style to answer the paper." Even if you become an official in the future and write a recital, you will also use the pavilion style. ”

Lin Ruhai stared at the stickers on the table dumbfounded, and exclaimed, "These are all what I want to practice?" ”

Jia Min nodded solemnly, "Not bad." ”

"Oh my God, let me die!" Lin Ruhai covered his face with his hands and screamed sadly, at this time he really felt that the sun and the moon were gone, and the saddest thing in life was to practice calligraphy.

Jia Min slapped him casually, "If you have time to cry, it's better to write a few more words." It's not that you want to be a great calligrapher, it's enough to be able to pass the exam and be your classmates. ”

"Alas, what a loss." Lin Ruhai had a bitter face, pulled Jia Min's sleeve, and said unwillingly: "It's really unfair, weishenme is also reborn, I have to learn this and that, from morning to night, when there is no moment of leisure, you can eat tea, read books, embroider and embroider, and be very idle." ”

When it came to embroidery, Jia Min's face darkened, and she felt that the female red thing was specially designed to restrain her. I've been practicing for a while, and I've got a lot of needles in my hand. And that what kind of water ripples, it's so hard to practice. Obviously, looking at those girls, the embroidery is round and dexterous, why did it become extremely dull and boring when it came to her hands?

Lin Ruhai knew his wife well, and when he saw Jia Min's face sinking and pursing his lips, he knew that his daughter-in-law had been hit. Well, in addition to cooking, is there anything that can hit his wife? So curious!

"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong? But if there is anything unhappy, tell your husband. Lin Ruhai put on a particularly sincere look, thoughtfully helped Jia Min to sit down on the kang by the window, poured tea diligently, and brought it over.

Jia Min pursed her lips, a little embarrassed, but she still opened her mouth, "That...... Jia Min used to be good at needlework. Mama Yu said, I don't need to make all the purses, sachets, fan covers, and yarns on your body, but I still have to make a few by myself. In addition, when the sisters in the boudoir intersect, the mother-in-law and sister-in-law celebrate their birthdays, and they also have to send a few colors of needlework. I thought, I haven't done this before, just when you practice calligraphy, I will practice female red. Can ......"

She casually picked up the results of her practice just now and showed it to Lin Ruhai, "How ugly it looks, but this is the most haode embroidery I have in the past few days." After speaking, he stared at the handkerchief in his hand in frustration, frowning. The girls and grandmothers around her are all intimate people who have followed Jia Min for many years, and as soon as she takes out her skills, she can immediately recognize that she is different from the original, and the level is far behind. What can I do about this, don't I take a needle and move the thread in the future? Jia Min thought carefully about this possibility, if she couldn't practice all the time, it could only be like this.

"I'll see." Lin Ruhai spread out two handkerchiefs that were also embroidered with water ripples on the table, and compared the two, sure enough, the one from his wife's hand looked much more awkward. In the past few days, he has also seen a lot of Jia Min's exercises, from the initial youth to the current proficiency, and he can probably understand the acupuncture or something. Twisted the needle and thread casually, took a handkerchief for practice, he tried to embroider a few stitches, at the beginning was very unskilled, was pricked several times by the small embroidery needle, about a quarter of an hour, he had some feel, very interested in the flying needle thread for a while, only to raise his head unfinished, hold his achievements in front of his eyes to appreciate, the more he looked, the more proud, the same handkerchief spread on the table, and greeted Jia Min with great interest: "Hey, daughter-in-law, I found that this is also very talented in embroidery!" ”

Jia Min came over to take a closer look, because he had just practiced and was not proficient, the needles and corners were not dense, and they were a little untidy, but on the whole, they were much stronger than hers, and the patterns looked much more vivid, unlike her rigid. Nima, cooking is not as good as a man. Even the female red has to lose to a stinky boy!

Jia Min angrily snatched the handkerchief from Lin Ruhai's handkerchief, and pushed him with a straight face, "You've been resting for half a day, go copy the book!" ”

Sure enough, when it came to copying books, the corners of the man's upturned mouth immediately pulled down, and with a reluctant face, he almost moved one step back and three steps back, walked slowly to the table, and sat down with a long sigh. His eyes were staring at the wolf, and his hands just refused to move.

Jia Min snorted, Lin Ruhai quickly picked up the brush, posed, and smiled at her again, before burying his head and copying it.

Jia Min stared at her husband for a long time, and saw that he was very serious, so she lowered her head with a bitter face, twisted the embroidery needle again, and then stumbled with the water ripples. Hmph, she doesn't believe it, a clever girl like her will be stumped by a water ripple!

The husband and wife are working hard for their respective skills, striving to complete the skill proficiency of the original body in the shortest possible time, and to be like a god and not give others a chance to be suspicious.

On the other hand, Mrs. Lin learned that her daughter-in-law accompanied her son in the study every day, one reading and the other doing needlework, and they got along very well. Only then did he slowly let go of the heart that he had always mentioned, and sighed with his daughter: "The relationship between the two of them is good, and I am relieved." "It's good not to have to worry about your son being seduced by a bad woman!