Chapter Twenty-Five: Wasting Time

Yu Qijiao let go, Yu Jiao stepped into his room, Yu Lingling stood at the door of the room, angry and wanted to stomp her feet, she told her little brother to ask him to stay away from Meng Yujiao, but she didn't expect him to teach her to learn words.

Yu Fuling remembered what Yu Qiling said in the hall before the meal, her face became more and more unpleasant, and she secretly speculated, should the little brother really be hooked by Meng Yujiao's fox, and really want to treat her as a daughter-in-law?

Seeing that Yu Lingling had been standing at the door, Yu Qiling looked at her sideways and asked out loud, "Sister also wants to learn calligraphy?" ”

Yu Fuling shook her head in annoyance, she hated reading and reading the most, but she didn't want Yu Qiling and Yu Jiao to be alone in the same room, after thinking about it, she turned around and went back to the house with a sewing basket, moved a small low stool, and sat at the door of the inner room, so as to stare at the two of them.

Yu Qiyu took out three pieces of jute paper written in calligraphy, put them on the table, took out a few pieces of white rice paper, and handed them to Yu Jiao.

Yu Jiao glanced at the jute paper, and the words on it were all herb names, which showed that Yu Qiyu wanted her to teach her to learn words, not just a verbal promise to deal with it, but indeed prepared it with her heart.

Yu Jiao's mood was inexplicably better, her eyebrows, eyes and lips were softer, she took a slightly thinner wolf pen from the pen stand, covered the white rice paper on the jute paper full of words, sat in front of the bookcase, dipped it in ink, and traced it stroke by stroke.

Yu Qiyu glanced at her gesture of holding the pen, withdrew her gaze, took a book of eight-strand strategies and sat on the bed, looking down at the book.

For the two of them without any communication, Yu Lingling was still very satisfied, but she still didn't dare to take it lightly, sewing a wedding dress in her hand, and looking up at the two from time to time, for fear that if she didn't pay attention, Meng Yujiao would make some crooked idea to hook up with Yu Qiyu.

The room was extremely quiet, only the sound of turning pages of books and the rustle of Yu Jiao's words from time to time, when Song returned to the house, he glanced at the inner room, talked to Yu Qiaoshan softly, and went to the foot of the mountain to pick up mushrooms with a basket.

Yu Fuling had been staring at the two of them at first, but later saw that one of them was reading and the other was writing, and there was no communication, and her mind was on the embroidered wedding dress, until the eye of the needle could not penetrate the thread, Yu Fuling raised her eyes and looked out the window, only to find that the sky outside had darkened.

She rubbed her sore wrist, put down the needlework basket in her hand, and saw that Yu Jiao was still sitting in front of the table and writing seriously, but she was a little impressed, she privately thought that reading and writing were extremely boring, if she was asked to write such an afternoon, I was afraid that she would be tired to death.

Yu Qiyu leaned on the bed, still concentrating on reading in his previous posture, and Yu Lingling got up and lit the candlestick in the room with a fire fold.

The sudden light startled the two people who were immersed in learning characters and reading books, seeing that the sky outside had become dark, Yu Jiao finished writing the last word, put down the wolf pen in her hand, and was a little surprised that she had just sat and wrote for an afternoon.

In the past, her grandfather asked her to learn words, she always couldn't sit still, but now in a different world, it is rare to be able to calm down, feel the fun of learning words, practice words can make people calm down, and empty their heads.

She counted, wrote ten big characters in one afternoon, and it was not a waste of time, the light in front of her was blocked by the shadows, Yu Jiao looked up, Yu Qiyu had already walked to the table, although the young man's figure was thin, but when he came to him, Yu Jiao found that he was slender, although he was still young, but he was more than a head taller than her.