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"Daughter-in-law, I'm going to practice martial arts for a while, are you going to practice with me, or will you continue to practice calligraphy?" After writing in the space for more than an hour, Xu Zhongjun asked Xie Xiaonian.

"You go and practice, I won't go, I still want to practice calligraphy." Xie Xiaonian said without raising his head.

"Then remember to rest later, don't keep practicing, that would hurt your eyes too much, and you're too tired, you've only been out of confinement for a long time, pay attention to your body, you know?" Before Xu Zhongjun left, he instructed uneasily.

"Don't worry, Zhongjun, I will definitely pay attention to my body and pay attention to the combination of work and rest." Xie Xiaonian waved his left hand and signaled Xu Zhongjun to hurry up and leave, don't delay his own practice.

It may be that the achievements of Xu Zhongjun and Heping stimulated her, so after Xu Zhongjun left, Xie Xiaonian kept practicing hard, and had no intention of resting at all.

When she was tired, she casually stretched, shook her arms, wiped the sweat from her head, and then lowered her head and began to write, as if she had gone mad.

"Xiao Nian, why are you still practicing? Didn't take a break? After another 2 hours or so, when Xu Zhongjun came back, he saw that Xie Xiaonian was still practicing, so he complained and said.

"It's okay, I'm not tired, but my arm is a little sore!" Xie Xiaonian put down the pen in his hand, shook his arm, and said to Xu Zhongjun flatteringly.

"Your arms are sore, you still haven't rested, it's really nonsense!" Xu Zhongjun stepped forward and rubbed Xie Xiaonian's right arm while complaining.

But when he saw the black ink marks on Xie Xiaonian's head, which were wiped out with his hands, he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? What's wrong with my face? Xie Xiaonian heard Xu Zhongjun's laughter, and reached out to touch his face in confusion.

Because she still has ink on her hands, when she touches it like this, there are more black marks on her face.

"It's just some ink, don't touch it, you see your hands are dirty, you're only getting more and more like this, and now you're like a little cat." Xu Zhongjun said funny while helping Xie Xiaonian wipe the ink on his face.

"How dare you laugh at me? See how I clean you up! ”

As he spoke, Xie Xiaonian stretched out his dirty hand to Xu Zhongjun's face, and then rubbed Xu Zhongjun's head, cheeks, nose and chin until Xu Zhongjun's face was blackened.

"Okay, you little villain, I'll help you clean it up, and you will take revenge."

Xu Zhongjun saw Xiao Nian wipe the ink on his face, and he didn't help Xiao Nian wipe it, he directly wiped it into the inkstone, and after dipping some ink, he wiped it off Xiao Nian's face and neck.

"Ahhh Xie Xiaonian said angrily.

In this way, the two began to laugh like children, and smeared ink on each other's bodies, and the battlefield once extended from the study to the courtyard, and the two played very happily.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, don't make trouble, look at the clothes are full of ink, this is not easy to wash! Let's hurry up and wash up, and then go see a few children, the two of them should be hungry too! After making trouble for a while, Xu Zhongjun hugged Xie Xiaonian from behind and said out loud after asking her to stop moving.

Xie Xiaonian still fed them once before practicing calligraphy, and he hasn't taken care of them since he fell asleep.

Although their bodies are starving in the space and the time flow rate outside, they have not fed for nearly 3 hours, and it is time to feed.

"Okay, let you go today, let's fight another day!" Xie Xiaonian was also a little tired from playing, so he gasped and said.

When the two of them washed up in the hot spring and walked into the soft collapse of the study, they saw that the rice balls and meat balls had woken up, and they were lying there obediently with their eyes open.

Fortunately, Xiao Nian and Xu Zhongjun came back in time, otherwise, Tang Yuan'er would have cried again after a while, and if they woke up the other children, it would be enough for them to be busy.

When Xie Xiaonian fed the two children and went to clean up the big characters they wrote, she found that they had used so many pieces of paper at once, and she had written a whole stack of them herself.

Now she has spent a lot of money on needlework, and if she continues to spend it like this in practicing calligraphy, their family's money will really not be enough.

But in the blink of an eye, Xie Xiaonian thought of a good idea that could not only reduce the family's expenses, but also make use of waste.

And in this way, she can continue to practice without any worries, and if she practices more, one day she will be able to surpass Xu Zhongjun's.

"Zhongjun, do you have a lot of discarded newspapers in your office?"

At this time, people receive news through newspapers, and Xiao Nian thinks that in a place like the army, there must be many newspapers every day.

"There's a lot, what? Do you want a newspaper cut embroidery pattern or a shoe pattern? Don't we have enough newspapers at home? Xu Zhongjun asked suspiciously.

"It's not an embroidery pattern, it's not a shoe cutting sample, I'm useful, you don't care, you remember to bring me all the newspapers you've read tomorrow, the more the better!" Xie Xiaonian instructed.

She secretly practiced calligraphy, and she didn't plan to let the loyal army know, otherwise how could she surpass the loyal army.

"If you want eight out of ten, I can get it back for you directly, but if you want more, then you can't take it directly, it's taking advantage of the country. If you really need it, we can only buy it at the price of the fee, three cents a catty. Xu Zhongjun said disapprovingly.

"That's okay, then you can buy it at the price that the army sells to the scrap yard, it's not expensive anyway." Xie Xiaonian said directly.

"Tell me what exactly you're going to do? If it's useless, I'll get you a bunch of waste newspapers, won't it take up space, and our house won't stick to the wall. ”

When I was in my hometown, many people used newspapers to paste the walls, so Xu Zhongjun really couldn't think of anything else for newspapers besides these.

"I said you don't care, you just need to get the newspaper back for me, the space is so big, I can put as much as I want, and I won't do anything hurtful, why are you so verbose." Xie Xiaonian said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask, I'll get you back tomorrow! Have you packed up? Once we're done, let's get some rest. Xu Zhongjun said in compromise.

"You go to sleep first, I'm going to sort out the words we practiced in order, so that it can be a memorial in the future, and it is also convenient to compare in the future to see how well I progress." Xie Xiaonian said with a smile.

"Then I'll tidy up with you, and rest early after tidying up." As he spoke, Xu Zhongjun reached out and sorted out the things on the table with Xie Xiaonian.

After eating at noon the next day, when Luo Changsong checked their practice, he said in surprise: "Did you practice for a long time last night, how did you make such a big progress, this is too talented, especially Xu Zhongjun, who already has a good copy, you can try to write it yourself today, you don't need to copy." ”

"Really? Okay, then I'll write it myself in the evening. Xu Zhongjun said happily.

Although Xie Xiaonian was also praised by her father, her father asked her to continue copying, so that she opened up the gap with Xu Zhongjun.

The loyal army didn't have as much time to practice yesterday as she did, how could she lose, she was really unconvinced.

Xie Xiaonian, who has always been a top student, can't bear the fact that he works hard more than others, but his return is not as good as others.

Because Peace is not as long as Xiao Nian's practice in the space, Xiao Nian can be regarded as catching up with Peace at this time, which also makes Xiao Nian's face look a little better.

If she couldn't even read a child, she would definitely die of depression.

Xie Xiaonian secretly decided in his heart that he must practice more tonight and strive to surpass the loyal army as soon as possible.

They could have practiced for a while more in the space last night, but a few people were afraid that they would practice too much and make too much progress to arouse suspicion, so they didn't practice again later.

Thinking about it now, Xie Xiaonian regretted it a little, and she would have practiced more time if she had known it.

When it was evening, Xu Zhongjun got Xie Xiaonian back a whole sack of waste newspapers.

"Xiao Nian, what do you want so many newspapers for, if you are useful, I still have a lot of them in the house, I will bring them back to you another day." Luo Changsong asked suspiciously.

"Okay, you can bring it back to me, I'm useful, but I can't tell you why I'm using it for the time being." Xie Xiaonian happily continued.

After Xie Xiaonian and Xu Zhongjun practiced in the space for a while in the evening, they said to Xu Zhongjun and Heping: "You guys practice hard here, I'm a little tired, so I'll take Xiaobai to the mountains to play for a while, it just so happens that I don't have many herbs to make medicinal wine, you can pick some herbs by the way." ”

"Okay, go ahead, don't take too long." Xu Zhongjun instructed without the slightest doubt.

Yesterday, Xie Xiaonian practiced calligraphy and practice, and today I feel tired for a while, and Xu Zhongjun only thinks that she is a child, and she is hot for three minutes.

And Xie Xiaonian didn't take Xiaobai to the mountain to pick any herbs, nor did she go to play, and when she arrived at the mountain, she found the place where she hid things during the day, and began to practice calligraphy on the small table prepared in advance.

And the paper she used was the old newspaper that Xu Zhongjun carried back from the army at night.

Although these were old newspapers, the paper was better than the blank paper she bought, but it was not too transparent to copy, so she could only write it herself.

Even so, Xie Xiaonian was very happy.

Because it is an old newspaper, it is not very valuable, Xie Xiaonian is not distressed, he is not as cautious and serious as he is on the blank paper, and he is a lot more casual when he writes.

Practicing calligraphy like this, Xie Xiaonian forgot the time for a while, and waited until Xu Zhongjun came over, and she stopped in a hurry.