She, Lin Yijia, is no longer the ignorant little girl.

Even if the Qin family pays attention, what can they do? We must not go down the old ways.

However, thinking of Qin Qi, Lin Yijia was a little embarrassed. At the end of his previous life, Qin Qi was married to Lan Yu, he was actually a reliable person, and he treated Lan Yu well......

If possible, get Qin Qi out of the Qin family?

And they are all young now, there is still time, let's find a chance slowly......

Lin Yijia kept this incident in mind and slowly walked out of the middle of the bookshelf. In the lobby on the first floor, Lin Shijia and Song Jie, and Lin Songjia were not there. Everyone else sat around a pine round table, sipping tea in a relaxed manner.

They reserved a seat for Lin Yijia.

"Little Liu, come and ......" Lin Minjia said: "This is the osmanthus tea smoked by Mother Kong, you can taste it and see if you like it or not." ”

Lin Yijia said "um", and sniffed it first - the tea is the best West Lake Longjing, and the fragrance of osmanthus in it is surprisingly not rich, but gives people a faint fragrance that cannot be ignored. Osmanthus tea is rarely made, and the reason is often that the aroma of osmanthus is too domineering and strong, which will completely cover the breath of tea, so it is impossible to make good flower tea. Then, in terms of aroma, the chrysanthemum tea in front of you is obviously passable.

Dip your lips lightly and take a sip - the sweetness of the original tea of West Lake Longjing is slightly astringent, not a wonderful taste, but it is not bad......

"It's okay." Lin Yijia took another sip, put down the teacup, and said, "However, adding osmanthus flowers to tea is not pleasing in the first place." It's not easy to do this. Mother Kong's skillful hands. ”

Mother Kong thanked Lin Yijia with a smile and said, "Slaves and maids are also this hobby." If a few young ladies think it's good, they will send some to the young ladies. In addition to this osmanthus tea, the slave maid also made several other kinds of flower tea, and the ladies tasted it for fun. ”

"That's biased Mother Kong." Lin Huijia responded.

Lin Minjia said unceremoniously: "Mother Kong, give me some more packets." I like flower tea the most! Your osmanthus tea, I think it's very good! ”

"Hey! Be! Mother Kong was very happy when she heard this, and immediately responded: "If the third lady can like it, it is the blessing of the slave!" In the future, the slave maid will often give it to the third lady! ”

Lin Minjia nodded again and again, and began to chat with Mother Kong.

Lin Huijia smiled and sipped the tea quietly. Except for Lin Yijia, Lin Yinjia is also tasting tea, to be exact, she is very attentive, it seems that she only has this tea in her mind at this time, and she doesn't care about anything else at all.

"Fourth sister."

Lin Yinjia was obviously stunned for a moment, and then she realized that it was Lin Huijia who was calling her, so she hurriedly responded: "Sister." ”

"What books does the fourth sister like to read?" Lin Huijia smiled peacefully and looked relaxed and casual.

Lin Yinjia replied with a straight face: "I am different from the second sister, except for the homework assigned by my husband, I don't read much. When I have free time, I write a few more large letters, or do some needlework. ”

"Oh?" Lin Huijia continued to ask: "The fourth sister is very good at needlework?" ”

Lin Yinjia hesitated a little and nodded: "It's just slightly better than the second sister and the fifth sister." ”

The Lin Mansion is very strict with the upbringing of the girls, and the girls of the Lin family used to be lazy like Lin Yijia, and the needlework is also good. Lin Yinjiaken admits that he is good, then it should be really good.

Lin Huijia laughed easily: "That's great! The fourth sister knows that I have a lot of needlework to do...... Min'er can't sit still, and Yi'er's craftsmanship can't be counted on, I don't know if the fourth sister is willing to help me? ”

Lin Yinjia was stunned, and then responded: "If the big sister needs it, when will it be called." As long as I'm not in the academy, I'm free. ”

"Then thank you Fourth Sister first." Lin Huijia seemed to be very happy, but when she heard there was movement on the stairs, she didn't say anything more, and instead watched Song Jie's party go downstairs and walk closer.

Song Jie is still the kind of smile that looks close. He looked as usual, and held a book in his hand. Lin Shijia followed behind him, although she didn't say anything or say anything, she was full of energy. The youngest Lin Songjia looked a little trance-like.

"A few junior sisters." After Song Jie met with several Lin family girls, he stood by the bookcase in the middle of the hall, took a pen, dipped it in ink, and left a few lines of words on a bookbook - this is the rule of the Haomiao Pavilion, but if someone wants to leave with his hand, he must leave his handwriting, and when he returns, he must also leave his name.

Lin Shijia also held a book in her hand, so she also stood in front of the bookcase.

After Song Jie's words, Lin Shijia was about to make a move, but was stopped by Kong's mother. The latter took another bookbook that was almost the same, opened it, and put it on the bookcase before explaining: "Second Miss, according to the rules, the registration of the ladies in the house is a different book. ”

"Is that so?" Lin Shijia was a little surprised.

Mother Kong smiled: "That's right. ”

As she spoke, Mother Kong flipped through the book written by Song Jie, and motioned to Lin Shijia to look at it: "Second Miss, please see, on this, are all words left by several teenagers and masters in the house......

Lin Shijia nodded and said with a smile: "So that's the case." I used to wonder why my brother never borrowed books from here...... I was negligent and ignorant......"

Mother Kong hurriedly said: "It's all because the slave didn't explain it to the young lady." ”

When Lin Shijia came, Mother Kong and the maids waiting in the Haomiao Pavilion of course took out the women's books, Lin Shijia didn't ask before, and they didn't say much, thinking that Lin Shijia already knew in her heart - how could the handwriting of the woman in the boudoir be shown to outsiders? On weekdays, this women's book is locked by Mother Kong herself, and the key is close to her body and she dare not leave......

And today, Lin Shijia actually wants to leave the words representing herself and the words of the Song rank in one place...... It's really ...... Mother Kong's eyes inadvertently swept between Lin Shijia and Song Jie, then lowered her head and waited diligently for Lin Shijia to write down the loan.

After Song Jie left the words, he had already walked to the side of several girls.

After he asked Lin Minjia and Lin Yijia about the requirements of the courtyard, he seemed to suddenly remember, and said to Lin Yijia: "By the way, Yi'er, I remember that you said that you wanted to learn Western painting...... Isn't it? How's the practice? ”

Lin Yijia was stunned for a moment, her face couldn't help but burn, and then she shook her head and said coquettishly: "Brother Nanshan, are you here to laugh at me?" ”

She remembered that when she was in Guangzhou, when she was "jealous and dissatisfied" with Lin Jiakang's painting talent, she happened to meet a foreigner on the street selling a few good Western paintings and painting them on the spot, and said that she wanted to "study" Western painting......

At that time, she was also enthusiastic, bought a lot of Western books and gouache paintbrushes, and ran around to consult many Western painters...... But after that, in her previous life, after she returned to Beijing, she was recuperating from her illness, and she naturally never touched Western paintings again; Words in this life...... She never remembered that there was this stubble!