Gu Jiao definitely didn't expect that in her previous life, after going through the college entrance examination, postgraduate entrance examination, and doctoral examination, she was finally hatched from the high pressure, and she actually had to start from a primary school chicken in her life, and it was also the field she was not good at - brushes.

Gu Jiao was staggered, and the whole person was not very good.

Although the beauty is on the side, the beauty is delicious, but she doesn't want to practice the brush, don't don't, don't!

"Start with your name." Xiao Liulang said.

His voice is between the voice change period of a teenager and the voice of a mature man, without the ugly throat, but a trace of clean lowness.

Gu Jiao was a little impotent in resistance, and silently watched him write her name on the paper with wide eyes.

Unlike the previous one who signed the consent form for surgery, this time it seems to be more neat.

But Gu Jiao still didn't understand.

Gu Jiao was opposite Xiao Liulang, and from her point of view, the words were upside down, so Xiao Liulang turned the paper upside down and asked Gu Jiao to take a closer look.

Then, he wrote down the strokes and stroke order on the paper one by one.

Gu Jiao looked at so many strokes, and her head was big.

This is neither a traditional Chinese character nor a small seal and a large seal in Lishu, but a font that she is completely unfamiliar with.

Xiao Liulang saw Gu Jiao clumsily grasping the brush, looking bitter and hateful, and said: "The posture of holding the pen is wrong, the hand is a little higher, and the wrist should not be too stiff." ”

"Is that so?" Gu Jiao adjusted according to his explanation.

Gu Jiao's pen-holding posture was actually standard in her previous life, but she was a little inadequate in front of Xiao Liulang, an ancient.

"Index finger." Xiao Liulang said.

"Huh?" Gu Jiao was puzzled.

Xiao Liulang hesitated, reached out his slender fingertips, and gently flicked her index finger up.

If he did this on other occasions, Gu Jiao would be sure that "he touched my fingertips, and rounding it up would be considered holding hands." But he is teaching her to read, rounding up is class, Gu Jiao has always been very serious in class.

Gu Jiao took off her shoes, sat cross-legged opposite him, stroked one stroke at a time, and practiced seriously.

Xue Ningxiang was waiting in the hall, she didn't understand how Gu Jiao had been in for so long, and the letter was not long, did she have to read it for so long?

How did Xue Ningxiang know that the two people in the room had completely forgotten the letter to the clouds, one reading and the other practicing calligraphy.

Xiao Liulang occasionally corrected Gu Jiao's pen holding posture, as for whether she wrote well or not, he didn't force it. After all, it's the first time you hold a pen, and it's good to be able to write it on the outside of the paper.

If Gu Jiao knew his thoughts, she was afraid that she would jump up and run away, she was a dignified modern scholar, how could it be the first time to hold a brush!

Gu Jiao's memory is still very good, and she only writes those complicated strokes once, but the writing is too ugly and a little miserable.

Judging by Xiao Liulang's standards, he is a primary school chicken who has just held a pen.

After all, his handwriting at the age of two was better than that.

The two stayed in the house for half an hour unconsciously, and in the end, the old lady came to Gu Jiao out of boredom, only to find that they were actually writing in the room.

The old lady didn't look closer, but only glanced at the door, and it was red paper.

She immediately made a judgment in her heart: "What about writing Spring Festival couplets?" Well, it's time to write, and if you don't write it, you won't be able to catch up, so call me when it's done. ”

She wants to post Spring Festival couplets!

This is really a very beautiful misunderstanding, but Gu Jiao originally didn't think that Xiao Liulang didn't come to write Spring Festival couplets with these red papers, but it just happened that he was learning to write by himself, which delayed his progress.

Now that the old lady proposes it, let's get back on track and start writing Spring Festival couplets!

"I'll cut the paper!" Gu Jiao put down the brush and went to the house to find scissors.

Thank you to my aunt for saving her! If you continue to practice like this, your claws will be wasted!

Xiao Liulang looked at the red paper in front of him, his expression was a little dazed.

But when Gu Jiao cut them neatly and placed them in his hand, he still picked up a pen and wrote a few pairs of Spring Festival couplets.

"Write a few pairs for Xiao Xue." The old lady reminded.

The old lady likes Xue Ningxiang very much, of course she also likes Gu Jiao, she doesn't say it, but Gu Jiao can feel the kindness and malice of others to herself.

Xue Ningxiang had a strong malice when she met her for the first time, and now this malice has completely disappeared.

The old lady's liking for Xue Ningxiang is still different from her liking for Gu Jiao, Gu Jiao is the family's liking, but Xue Ningxiang is the master's liking.

To put it bluntly, she thinks Xue Ningxiang is a good guest and is suitable for frequent interactions.

As soon as the old lady said this, the two finally remembered that they had forgotten Xue Ningxiang and her letter, and a trace of embarrassment passed over their faces.

I don't know what kind of mood Xue Ningxiang was waiting for them in the hall......

Half an hour later, Gu Jiao brought Xue Ningxiang's letter and Xiao Liulang's handwritten Spring Festival couplets, plus a plate of hemp candy and chestnut cake to Xue Ningxiang's house.

"Why are there so many?" Xue Ningxiang was stunned.

Of course, Gu Jiao would not say that she was here to express her apologies, she said seriously: "It's almost the New Year, my aunt asked me to bring it, the Spring Festival couplets are for you, and the chestnut cake and hemp candy are for your mother-in-law and your son." ”

Xue Ningxiang hurriedly thanked her.

"Just ......" Gu Jiao hesitated, but decided to explain.

Who knew that Xue Ningxiang smiled evilly and gave her a look that I understand.

Gu Jiao: What do you know, you know!!

Xue Ningxiang is a person who has come over, and the little daughter-in-law has entered the house of the father-in-law, and she can't come out for a long time, what can she do?

How could she be angry about such a thing? The reason why we walk away silently is also to avoid seeing what we shouldn't see and hearing what we shouldn't hear.

"That's it......" she whispered to Gu Jiao, "next time remember to close the door, my aunt is still at home." ”

Gu Jiao: I think you seem to have misunderstood something......

Xue Ningxiang's brother-in-law said in the letter that he made a small contribution at the border pass, became a military commander, and was rewarded with ten taels of silver. The rewards were all sent back to Xue Ningxiang, and he asked Xue Ningxiang to take care of her mother-in-law and son while not treating herself harshly.

He will earn a lot of money in the future, so let her not save it.

This little uncle is not bad.

Gu Jiao asked Xue Ningxiang if she wanted to reply to the letter, Xue Ningxiang shook her head, everyone has gone back for the New Year these days, there is no one at the post station, and they can't send it if they write it.

After Gu Jiao handed over the things to Xue Ningxiang, she went home, ate those Xue Ningxiang and accepted them, and she only needed a pair of Spring Festival couplets, the reason was that the Spring Festival couplets were too expensive. Gu Jiao said that she didn't buy it outside, it was written by Xiao Liulang herself, and she said, "Paper is expensive." ”

The paper was sent by Feng Lin, and she gave a lot of it, so Gu Jiao didn't care about the price, and when she asked Xiao Liulang, she found that this kind of paper for writing Spring Festival couplets was several times more expensive than ordinary paper.

"It's not so expensive usually, and the price will increase during the New Year." Xiao Liulang explained.

"That'...... Is Feng Lin's family background good? Gu Jiao asked.

Xiao Liulang thought for a while and shook his head: "I didn't ask, but it should be...... Not too good. ”