Chapter 110: The Real Enemy (3)

Wang Qifang's hunch was not wrong, especially when she heard Yuan Niang talking about Song Yuanchun in an extremely intimate tone, the dissatisfaction and uneasiness in her heart reached the extreme.

"In this way, the eldest lady of the Song family is really a talented and intelligent woman, hehe, does Yuan Niang like her very much?"

Wang Qifang pulled her daughter to sit on the big kang by the window, her chin rested on the top of the little girl's head, and the mother and daughter whispered.

At this time, it is the afternoon, the weather outside is just right, the autumn is high and cool, the sky is cloudless, the warm sun shines through the spacious window, the golden sunlight is sprinkled on the kang without hindrance, baking the whole person is warm, a warm and lazy atmosphere fills the whole room.

Yuan Niang was also a little sleepy, her little hand rubbed her hazy eyes, and muttered: "Well, Sister Yuanchun is really amazing, her embroidered peony is even praised by Grandma Sun, saying that it is more delicate than the embroidery girl in the south." In addition, Yuan Chun's sister Qinqi calligraphy and painting are all fine, especially written with a good hand, the upright atmosphere of the former Tang Kai in her pen is written as elegant as a flower, Yuan Chun sister said, this font is her own creation, called hairpin flower Xiaokai. ”

Hairpin flower small Kai? Wang Qifang was surprised, if she remembered correctly, this font was pioneered by a calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty, right? She couldn't hold back the surprise in her heart, and asked with interest: "The eldest lady said that she wrote the new font herself?" Is it called a hairpin? ”

Yuan Niang's sleepiness became stronger and stronger, she pouted, and said in a daze, "Yes, Sister Yuanchun said that she created this kind of Xiaokai on the basis of the former Tang Kai and her own style." But she also said that these are all the jokes of the boudoir women, and they should not be spread casually, otherwise they will lose the face of the family. ”

Wang Qifang smiled silently, and said secretly, where is she afraid of losing the face of her family, she is obviously afraid of being found by her fellow villagers. Hehe, still self-created? It seems that this suspected fellow villager has a common hobby with the ancestors of the Li family, and they all like to plagiarize the achievements of future generations, well, I don't know if anyone in this world has made the thin gold body out in advance, or, when she is fine, guide and guide her son, and let the little new brother register the copyright first?!

"Mother, Sister Yuanchun also said that she admires you very much, as a weak woman, you can support such a large industry. By the way, she also asked if you invented sanitary napkins? What other Sophie did she vaguely mention? Mother, who is this? Is he also a Confucian businessman? ”。

Seeing that her mother was so interested in Sister Yuanchun, Yuan Niang couldn't just fall asleep, so she raised her little face and asked.

If Wang Qifang still had a trace of doubts about Song Yuanchun's identity just now, now that she heard about this famous brand in later generations, she can already be sure that this lady of the Song family must also be a colleague of the crossing.

Moreover, she deliberately said this brand in front of Xiaoya, just to test herself through Xiaoya's mouth. It's a pity that Mrs. Ben "> didn't have a hobby of identifying with the township. I think that at the beginning, the third young master Shi ran in front of her so bluntly, and even got the latent lines out to the code, she ignored it, and now she is even less interested in renewing her friendship with this Song Yuanchun.

Wang Qifang stretched out her finger, nodded the little girl's white forehead, and said angrily: "There are no rules, the eldest lady of the Song family is the eldest lady" >The daughter of the old friend, according to the generation, should be your aunt, how can you call her sister?" ”

Xiaoya didn't turn the corner for a while, and looked at her mother in a daze, "Eh, it's Sister Yuanchun, oh no, it's Aunt Yuanchun who asked me to call it that." She said that she was only eighteen years old, and if I was called by my aunt, she would definitely be called old...... Mother, I was wrong, I, I'll pay attention to it later. ”

Xiaoya pouted aggrievedly and explained, but when she met her mother's serious expression, she suddenly remembered the rules that Grandma Sun taught her, sat up straight, put her little face on her face, and said in a proper manner.

Seeing this, Wang Qifang rubbed her daughter's little shoulders funny, and said softly: "Yuan Niang, do you know why your mother didn't let Grandma Sun deliberately teach you the rules, but let you live with her every day?" ”。

Xiaoya shook her head, "I don't know! ”

Wang Qifang turned her daughter's body and looked at her, "My mother didn't want you to take the rules as a burden or a performance, and to complete the stereotypical actions in a rigid way." Instead, I hope you can integrate rules and etiquette into your bones and blood, and it is very natural to reflect it in your hands and feet. ”

Seeing that her daughter was still a little confused, she added: "When the eldest lady joked with you and teased you to call her sister, what was Grandma Sun's reaction?" Also, Mama Sun really admires and praises the eldest lady's talent and speech?! ”

Xiaoya listened to her mother's words, pursed her lips, her delicate eyebrows also wrinkled slightly, thought about it for a long time, and said hesitantly: "As soon as my mother said this, my daughter remembered that Grandma Sun didn't seem to like Aunt Song, every time Aunt Song came to talk to me or play chess, Grandma Sun's face was extremely serious...... Mother, why doesn't Grandma Sun like Aunt Song? What does this have to do with what you just said? ”

Wang Qifang smiled lightly, and deliberately betrayed Guan Zi and said: "This, you need to think about it yourself." Hehe, when you want to understand why Grandma Sun doesn't like Aunt Song, you will be able to understand what your mother said. ”

"......" the little girl was entangled. Although she has decades of experience in 'dreams', no one has ever taught her anything, and sometimes, Xiaoya even doubts whether her dreams are true or false, why has she experienced so much, but she is still as ignorant as a child?!

"Still don't understand? Hehe," Wang Qifang hugged her daughter into her arms and smiled very happily, "If you don't understand, don't think about it first, you just remember one thing, that is, to watch how Grandma Sun does and listen to how she speaks, if you don't understand her words and deeds, ask her directly, understand?" ”。

"Well, my daughter knows, mother, don't worry, I will definitely learn from Grandma Sun." I don't understand anything else, she understands her mother's last sentence very well, that is, just follow Grandma Sun to learn at all times.

When Mama Sun came to pick up Yuan Niang, Wang Qifang pretended to say a few words to her casually, in which she did not mention Song Yuanchun, but at the end, she specially instructed, "Yuan Niang is still young, and I can't understand many things for a while, and I hope that Mama Sun will bother more." ”

Xiaoya didn't understand Wang Qifang's words, Mama Sun was old and refined, where would she not understand, the well-maintained face smiled chrysanthemums, and Mama Sun nodded and responded: "Don't worry, the old slave understands." In addition, Xiao Langjun, if you have time, it is best to go and see it. ”

Some words can't be said too thoroughly, Grandma Sun pretended to be so casual and didn't explain anything, so she left the main courtyard with Yuan Niang.

Xiao Langjun? Isn't it just a little new brother?

Wang Qifang bit her lip, and couldn't guess the thoughts of this fellow villager for a while-if she was interested in Li Jingtian, why did she coax Yuan Niang to call her sister? But if he had no intention of Li Jingtian, why did he run to get close to Brother Xiaoxin?

Hiding something in her heart, Wang Qifang did not go to the study to deal with business as usual, but changed her clothes to go out, got up and came to the study of the second courtyard, standing under the corridor outside the room, she listened attentively to the movement inside.

"Husband Li, I heard that you are the youngest Xie Yuan in Da Zhou, why didn't you continue to participate in the imperial examination? I heard that there is a saying 'there are three yuan in the world, and there are no six songs in the world', if you continue to take the test, it is likely to break this statement, 'six songs', tsk, Li Liushou, will definitely go down in history. ”

It was a woman who spoke, her voice was delicate and tactful, and her tone was soothing and calm, which sounded particularly comfortable.

Of course, this is for ordinary people, but for Li Wen, who has always taken an unusual path, he is not interested in it at all. I only heard—

"Big lady, aren't you here to send flower notes to little new brother? Have you ever brought something? ”

"Oh, here it is. Hehe, this is my own dyed flower note, according to the different seasons, respectively, with the corresponding season of the flower juice dyed twenty-four flower notes, originally I was a little thing to play in my spare time, the little new brother saw it, I deliberately re-dyed, Li husband look, these can still be used? ”

Listening to the voice, you can judge that the woman was quite complacent when she said this - hey, what's wrong with Wang Qiniang who can make sanitary napkins? It's just a private thing that is difficult to get into the elegant hall, how can I make the elegant and elegant paper?

The woman in the house is Song Yuanchun, she came to the Li family on the second day to see the gentle and elegant Li Wen, and also heard from the mouth of the little new brother and the next person, the youngest Xie Yuan in the history of the Great Zhou, the most dislike of rules, especially admired the Wei and Jin dynasties and the Northern and Southern Dynasties of the romantic and elegant people, and even did not allow the little new brother to call him a teacher, and sometimes regarded himself as a brother.

Knowing these news, Song Yuanchun began to prepare, first coaxed Yuan Niang's sisters and brothers to call her sister, and then read all kinds of ancient books of the previous dynasties to understand what elegant things were in the Wei and Jin dynasties...... After doing her homework, she came to the study outside the second courtyard with confidence, approaching Li Wen with different excuses each time, and showing him her various talents.

As for Li Jingtian, Song Yuanchun was not interested. Although she entered the Li family in the name of Li Jingtian's fiancée, it does not mean that she wants to marry him. What people like the most is the suave literati, not the rude and barbaric reckless man, compared to the cold iceberg martial artist Li Jingtian, she is still more Ha Li Xie Yuan Li Wen.

"Well, it's really elegant, little new brother, haven't you ever thanked the eldest lady? Hurry up and put things away, it's time for us to read! ”

In a disguised eviction order, Li Wen unceremoniously drove Song Yuanchun out.

Wang Qifang hurriedly flashed to the side, watching Song Yuanchun pouting his red lips and turning back step by step, the tight string in his heart suddenly loosened - huh, she really thought too much, Song Yuanchun's goal was not Li Jingtian at all, she actually regarded others as rivals, it was really ridiculous.

Lifted the vigilance, Wang Qifang also began to have the heart to get busy with business, the last time with the Tianzihao, the local brand Confucian businessmen to cooperate in the development of hot spring herbs has been almost ready, many partners are in full swing to choose hot springs, set the site, and so they set the plantation, Wang Qifang began to start to give each of their hot spring Zhuangzi 'ingredients'.

Coming and going every day, Wang Qifang didn't know that a certain woman in the backyard was approaching Li Jingtian little by little......

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