"Grab your pen and sit up straight!"

"How many times have I told you, don't bend over, don't bow your head, and don't drop your wrist on paper!"

Syllable!

When Su Ruan was in a daze, he slammed his hand with a ruler, only to feel that the flesh and skin were sore even with his fingertips, and when he shook his hand, the ink dipped in the tip of the pen was pasted with the paper.

Su Ruan shivered in pain, and when she looked up, she saw Qi Wenfu close at hand, she opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she only made a strange "ah" sound.

"Ah what, when you're dumb, keep your mouth shut and learn to listen more and make less noise."

"Showing your shortcomings in front of others will only make people look down on you more and more, and let people know how to handle you."

It was far more mature than when we met before, and the man with a straight face who looked unkind scolded in a deep voice.

Su Ruan only felt that this scene was a little familiar, but it seemed like a long time ago, she had just received a promise from this person, saying that he would never help someone to deal with her, Su Ruan suddenly gave birth to a few grievances, and couldn't speak, so she could only purse her lips and look at Qi Wenfu.

The man seemed to be surprised by the red-eyed appearance of the person in front of him, and frowned at her:

"It's not good-looking, it's even uglier like this."

As he spoke, the man with serious eyes stepped forward with an indifferent face, reached out to hold her writing hand, and when the whole person stood behind her, he almost encircled the small Su Ruan in his arms.

"Don't look at me, look at the paper."

After Qi Wenfu finished speaking in a low voice, he changed the paper on the table, then held her hand holding the pen and led her around the paper.

"When writing, the wrist is strong, so that the palm is as weak as holding an egg, and the tip of the pen must be disciplined when it travels."

"The first stroke is the point, the first point is positive, the small character is low, and the big one is hanging elbow......"

Qi Wenfu held Su Ruan's hand, wrote the word "Qi" on the paper, and wrote the word Su Ruan, then let go of her hand and said:

"People are like their words, words are like their people, your heart is still passable, but this word is very ugly."

"You don't have a good-looking skin compared to others, if you can't even practice this word, why do you make people look down on you?"

After speaking, Qi Wenfu said in a deep voice:

"If you want to get ahead, you have to learn step by step, forbearance in the front, dormant in the back, and accumulate things that can make you ups and downs to get what you want, and what you have to do now is to write your name first, when you can practice until I am satisfied, you will come and let me teach you the next one."

"If you can't practice words well, even if I teach you others, you will be a loser to me when you go out."

After Qi Wenfu finished speaking, he turned around and left directly, and said in his mouth:

"Haosheng stared at her, wrote less than 100 times, and was not allowed to eat dinner, and the few people who provoked today were each beaten with ten boards and fined three months of money."

After a pause, he said:

"Su Yue is no exception."

A familiar voice came from outside, and Su Ruan looked up and saw the much more mature Jinbao looking at her with some sympathy, and then responded crisply, helping Qi Wenfu close the door, leaving her alone in this room.

The light in the room is not dim, and the side windows allow sunlight to shine in when they are open.

Su Ruan looked at the paper on the table and the furnishings in the room, and the words of Qi Wenfu echoed in his ears, and suddenly remembered where this was.

The study of Se'an Garden.

Su Ruan was a little stunned in his heart, and even more dazed.

She tentatively pulled out the drawer under the desk, took out the bronze mirror inside, and saw her own face that had been so familiar to her for most of her life that it had been ruined.

The scars on his face were particularly hideous, and the eyes of the person in the mirror were round.

She looked around in a panic, both strange and familiar as far as her eyes could see.

"Ah Yue."

The door of the study was suddenly pushed open, but it was Jinbao who left first, he came in and seemed to see Su Ruan holding a mirror, surprised: "Why did you move the fourth master's things, be careful that he is angry." ”

He glanced at the untouched pen and paper on the desk, and persuaded her:

"Why haven't you written it yet, a hundred times, if the fourth master is not satisfied, I'm afraid you will have to write until midnight."

Jinbao took out an oiled paper bag from his arms and stuffed it into Su Ruan's hand, and said without waiting for her to reply: "The last time I saw you watch people eat this crescent moon bun and shed tears, do you want to eat it?" I asked someone to buy it back, you hurry up and hide it to fill your stomach later, don't let the fourth master see it. ”

"Also, I've already told them in Hanshan, when you go to get the board later, tell them to beat lightly, but you don't let people see it, otherwise we will all be punished."

After Jin Bao finished babbling, he pushed Su Ruan back to sit back on the chair.

"Write quickly, I'll go first, or the fourth master will find out and be in trouble."

Su Ruan opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he saw that Jinbao had slipped out as quickly as he had just come in.

The door slammed shut, and Su Ruan was the only one left in the study.

Su Ruan looked down at his hand, and saw that the oiled paper package was neatly tied, and when it was opened, there were teeth-shaped baked cakes inside.

The sesame seeds were filled with brown sugar, and a few strands were soaked out, while the other few white ones were stuffed into the mixed side dishes, which looked particularly tempting.

Su Ruan subconsciously wanted to pick it up and take a bite, but he felt that his body was shaken vigorously, his eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he faced Xie Qingyang's face, which had been magnified several times and had a somewhat strange expression.

Su Ruan looked down at his hand and saw that it was empty.

No pen and ink, no crescent cake.

And when he looked up, the surroundings were no longer the study room in the Qi family's Shi'an Garden, but the familiar Xie family hall.

Xie Qingyang saw Su Ruan's stunned appearance, squatted beside her and asked, "Su Ruan, what did you dream about just now?" ”

Su Ruan pursed the corners of her mouth: "I didn't dream of anything." ”

"It's weird."

Xie Qingyang retorted, "I didn't dream of anything, you kept calling for a crescent moon bun in your mouth, and you shed tears all the time." ”

Hearing this, Su Ruan hurriedly touched her face, and she felt some moisture in the corners of her eyes, and she was suddenly shocked in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "What else did I say?" ”

Xie Qingyang shook his head: "I didn't say anything, just say what buns, and called the fourth master, what did you say you didn't ......"

He asked curiously:

"Su Ruan, who is the fourth master? You don't have anything? ”

Su Ruan looked at Xie Qingyang's simple curiosity, there was no other expression on his face, and she was inexplicably relieved in her heart, she was really afraid that she had said something undesirable when she was talking in her dream just now.

After his heart relaxed, Su Ruan wiped the water stains from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and then said in a low voice:

"It's nothing, I just dreamed about what used to happen."

After a pause, she continued:

"Crescent moon buns are a specialty in Jingnan, and my father used to buy them for me to eat."

Xie Qingyang originally wanted to ask, but he heard Su Ruan mention the word Jingnan, and heard her talk about her father.

He only thought that Su Ruan had dreamed of her deceased father, as well as the previous things in Jingnan, and the original intention to ask was instantly gone.