"What to write?" Shi Zhongyu leaned over.

Lan Di grabbed his hair embarrassedly and showed the paper in his hand to Shi Zhongyu. Shi Zhongyu debated for a while before he vaguely recognized a few words. It's not that she's illiterate, it's a black bean, and it's hard to distinguish the strokes.

"You're holding the pen in the wrong way." Shi Zhongyu couldn't help but teach, "The wrist is so hard, the words written are stiff." ”

Lan Wang happened to enter the inner room, and was stunned when he heard this, "Xiaoyu, can you write?" ”

"When recruiting family members, you have to be literate." Shi Zhongyu blinked.

"Literacy is not the same as being able to write." Lan Wang walked over curiously, "There are many people in the family who recognize their names, but if they want to write it, it will cost them their lives, you write one and I'll take a look." ”

Shi Zhongyu wrote his name on the paper according to the words.

The so-called fist does not leave the hand, the song does not leave the mouth, and the writing is the same, I haven't practiced for a long time, I feel a little rusty, and Shi Zhongyu deliberately writes casually. If she wants her father to see this word, she has to smoke her, she can't see it herself, but Lan Wang took a breath.

"Xiaoyu, you write very well." His eyes widened in surprise, "Have you ever worshipped Mr. seriously at home?" ”

Shi Zhongyu nodded, she was a father and a teacher in her previous life. My father is usually very kind, but when she urges her to learn calligraphy and paint, she is really meticulous. While others are playing, she writes. She writes while others watch TV. While others were swimming, she was still writing.

So, here she is now.

"Writes better than my brother." Brother Lan looked adoring, "Brother Xiaoyu, teach me." ”

Brother Xiaoyu, the jade in the red stone is scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, but he can only endure it. I never thought that I would be able to be a brother one day.

"That's no problem, it's just that my sister needs to make a few more dumplings." Shi Zhongyu said with a smile.

"Write and write." Lan Mei on the side urged.

Lan Mei is the same age as her, Lan Di is two years younger than her, plus Xiaobao and Xiaojia, who are seven and five years old respectively, a group of people surround her, as if writing is a game.

Shi Zhongyu was also interested, and wrote everyone's names on the paper with a stroke of a pen. Happily, the name is accompanied by a cartoon with simple lines. Her painting has limited talent, so her level is not high, but she is good at grasping the characteristics of the characters, so that everyone can take a look at it, and she will never mistake herself.

"Mother, mother, these two buns are mine." Xiao Jia happily took a piece of paper, held it to Lan Wang's family, who was entering the house, and pulled her to the table, "This is grandpa, this is daddy, this is aunt, this is mother!" Everybody has it. Next to the picture is our name. ”

Lan Wangjia saw it, and suddenly felt interesting, and saw her husband fiddling with the paper on the side, his face was gentle, and he couldn't help but feel funny, "Really, this is like writing, obviously it's all treasured." ”

"Sister-in-law, Brother Xiaoyu said, as long as my sister-in-law makes a few more dumplings, he will be our husband." Lan Di shouted as if offering a treasure.

"Then my brother didn't suffer a loss, the silver is very expensive." Lan Wangjia joked, "Is my brother only worth a few dumplings?" ”

"Worth it, it's worth it." Shi Zhongyu hurriedly said, "Sister's dumplings contain feelings in them, and they don't change." Reborn in a different time and space, Lan Wang's unstingy family warmth made her linger extraordinarily, and she hated to fit in.

"But......" she turned to Lan Di again, "paper and ink are strangely expensive, don't waste them." Later, I will write a word sticker, and you and Lan Mei, Xiaojia, and Xiaobao will each find a bluestone slab, dip a brush in water, and practice writing on the stone first. When you're almost done, practice with paper. ”

"Good idea, why didn't I think of that?" Lan Wang interjected, "I can also practice when I'm fine, my handwriting with Brother Lan is not good, it's just that I am reluctant to practice with paper." ”

"I want to learn how to draw." Xiaobao raised his hand.

Shi Zhongyu unceremoniously knocked on his head, "Learn to write first!" No half-heartedness. She was thinking that in ancient times, the level of education was not very high, and if the children of poor families could read and write, it would be much easier to find a job in the future. Painting is such a pleasant and nourishing thing, and you can play again if you have money and leisure.

Lan Wang's rare decency, his younger brothers and sisters have reached the age when they can enter the house to be little girls and little maids, but he refuses to recommend it because of suspicion, or looking for a way, and the whole family expects him and his wife's little money to live, which is really hard.

A person of Lan Wang's character, whether modern or ancient, different time and space or Chinese history, is extremely rare. In her opinion, this is the real nobility, which is better than the kind of person who eats and drinks spicy food, but still behaves nonsense everywhere. For example, a certain king. It's a million times stronger than those bastards who hide from their superiors and bully their subordinates and hurt the weak. For example, Wei Suo and Fan Tong.

"You practice hard, and in a few years, you will be as powerful as me." Shi Zhongyu made no secret of his color, "Next month, I will give you a brush for the moon silver." ”

The children cheered, but Lan Wangjia slapped her, "Don't spend money indiscriminately!" Did you wash your hands? Take these little ones with you. Sister Lan, you go and call your grandparents, and you can eat. Lan Wang, you help me pound the garlic paste. ”

And they did what they said.

When Lan Wang's family arrived in the kitchen, he said to Lan Wang while making dumplings, "Xiaoyu, this child, I am afraid that he has an extraordinary background, and he fell into trouble before he ended up in the palace. I don't know a few words, but I can tell the difference between good and bad. As for his handwriting, I don't think the gentleman in the big tent can write it. ”

Lan Wang snorted, and asked for a long time, "Didn't he tell you the truth?" ”

"Is this something to be mixed up?" Lan Wangjia glanced at her husband, "But he is honest with me, I can see it." No matter how clever he is, he's just a child, it's really fake, how many years have we been in this mansion, and I know it all in my heart. ”

"Yes." Lan Wang nodded, "Xiao Yu looks a little slippery, but her eyes are very positive and her temperament is fierce, so she is a good one." You are blessed to have picked up such a brother. ”

Lan Wangjia couldn't help but think of his brother who died young, and his eyes turned red. But at this time, the pot was about to boil, so I hurriedly ordered cold water and pressed down the boiling water that was about to boil.

"You're going to send him a job tomorrow, I don't know if there's anything light." Lan Wangjia said, "Her body is not material for heavy work." I didn't let you follow your own rules, I married you for so long, I knew you weren't such a person. But the accident she broke into two days ago was even heard in the sewing room. But since His Royal Highness King Yu is not to blame, and the East Kitchen does not dare to use her, how to arrange it, isn't it up to you? ”

"Do you have a good land?" Lan Wang looked at his wife.

Lan Wangjia was a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid that you will say that I will pull my own brother, but I dare not say it." I wanted you to get him to the Water Bureau Courtyard, but there were few people on Xia Lao's side anyway. But if it doesn't work...... Didn't there be a guy on the second door who specialized in sending messages to buy things? Later, he died of a violent illness for some reason, and the missing child never made up for it. Xiaoyu is literate, clever, and that kind of character, if it weren't for the dirty heart, it would be a celebration when people looked at it, and it was the right person, right? Besides, if he is on the second gate, it is convenient for you to take care of it back and forth. ”

Lan Wang didn't speak, just pounded the garlic at once.

Lan Wang's family didn't urge him, and cooked dumplings wholeheartedly, when the white fat and hot dumplings came out of the pot, Lan Wangcai said, "Xia Lao likes to be pure, and it's not good to stuff people casually." But I heard that he has a person in his hand who is going to get married, and he will be transferred to His Highness's Zhuangzi in the north, and when the time comes, he will fill the vacancy. Xia Lao loves books, if he is illiterate and knowing, he can't solve Xia Lao's loneliness if he goes. Anyway, the Water Bureau is not a big deal, and it is only serious to accompany Xia Lao. These days...... Let him listen to the errand at the second gate. ”

"It's better for my father-in-law to arrange it." Lan Wangjia praised happily, but the black-faced man who didn't smile from time to time twisted a little, making Lan Wangjia laugh.

The meal was extremely comfortable, although it was simple, only dumplings filled with mixed vegetables, and there was a star of minced meat inside, but the atmosphere during the meal was very good, and people only remembered four words: family happiness. So Shi Zhongyu thought of his father in modern times, and he didn't know if anyone had eaten with him, so he couldn't help but feel sad, and choked on tears under the pretext of grabbing Lan Wang's wine.

Wherever poverty can be, it can be cruel and despicable, but it can also reflect the noblest and gentlest side of human nature. Fortunately, she met Lan Wang's family, which made her feel at home in this lonely time and space.

She didn't know who she was or what her dead brother did. I don't know how rich and powerful my previous "home" was. But my brother said that if he stayed in that house, he would die. I also know what a cold feeling it was. So now, she just wants to protect Lan Wang's home, because she regards herself as one of them.

Of course, she didn't know that unintentionally, she was already one step closer to her best strategy.

The next day, she was sent to Ermen on an errand, and she was vaguely happy in her heart. The second door is the most well-informed place, and she wants to catch Fan Tong's handle, which has another layer of chances. Before going on an errand, Lan Wang took her to meet Sun Fuheng first. Sun Fuheng didn't say anything, only casually instructed a few words, and then sent her out.

However, she still lives in Jiading No. 3 Courtyard, and has no relationship with Qu Huyun, Kang Hanbai, Niu Man and others, and has the feeling of "Brother Haonan", and fights against Wang Laoshi and others.

"Keep an eye on everything about Fan Tong for me." She whispered to a few little brothers, and stuffed more than thirty dumplings left over from yesterday for them, and then went to work at the second gate.

She is not a person who is blessed to enjoy herself and difficult to be a brother. When she is unlucky, she may be estranged from them, but if she is developed, she will definitely pull her brothers along. In the past, maybe she was just using Lan Wang's family, using Qu Huyun and others, but now, her heart has become true.

Then that morning, Shi Zhongyu, dressed in a brand-new low-level family uniform, rushed to the second gate on a mission.

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Thank you friends for the long comments, and the tickets.

To reiterate, although 66 does not add more changes, it is not only a small change of 2,000 per change, and it is not less than the number of students who add more than a month. Let's just look at the average.

By the way, seeing the book review, no matter how long or short, 66 is happy.

By the way: Lan Wang's family, named Xiao Yi, is played by Uncle Yi, a book friend.