"It's really rare, you are such a diligent person who knows how to be lazy." Mama Qian didn't believe what she said, it was cold in winter, everyone wanted to hide in the house, and everything was pushed and blocked, so Shuang'er didn't pick any work, and she was willing to go out in the snow.

"Mama, don't laugh at me." Jiang Yan knew that Mama Qian didn't believe what she said, so many people around her saw it, and she didn't hide it, she just told her what happened just now. She also wanted to ask if she was overthinking.

Mama Qian snorted coldly when she heard this, "Mrs. Li has not grown up for so many years, and now she is not even as good as a little girl!" She is also fateful, and she milked the second master, otherwise she doesn't know how! ”

Jiang Yan felt a little sour no matter how she heard this, she remembered that Lu Aya had told her that Mama Qian had a daughter who seemed to be about the same age as Jia Baoyu, and Mama Qian looked younger than Mama Li, so she couldn't say that these two people had a story back then.

After all, Mama Qian is the old man in Jia's mother's house, she said this, but Jiang Yan was not easy to answer, she just smiled and didn't speak, but what this meant was that she didn't think too much, and there were indeed a lot of things in Jia Baoyu's house.

Mama Qian didn't care if she said she didn't speak, and continued: "You just wait, there will be trouble over there in the future." ”

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Although Jiang Yan was lazy, she also paid attention to the movement outside, and listened to the sound of moving things outside gradually stopped, and she returned to work.

Xinuan Pavilion was full of fun, and several girls got out of school and got together to play Go and laugh. From today on, Dai Yubao and the two will live together with Sanchun, and they used to live close, but it is not as convenient as now. The four of them discussed how to get together in the future, Baoyu interjected on the side, and Jia Mu watched with a smile on her face, completely unaware of the turmoil outside.

What happened to this matter in the end Jiang Yan didn't know, and she didn't hear that anyone in Jia Baoyu's room was kicked out, anyway, it was none of her business, Jiang Yan paid attention to it for two days and completely put it behind.

She doesn't pay attention, naturally someone does. Although the cover of the attack is good, Mama Li's performance is really poor, even a person like Jiang Yan who has no experience in house fighting can find that something is wrong, not to mention these people who live in the courtyard of the deep house all year round. But since the matter has been covered up over there, those who have a heart will just leave it for the time being.

The disturbances outside have nothing to do with Jiang Yan, in addition to her daily work, she is busy learning to make tea, embroidery, practicing physical skills every day, and gossiping with everyone to contact feelings, so she really doesn't have much energy to care about these anymore.

She thought that before Xue Baochai came to Jiafu, there was no plot that she needed to record, it was the last leisurely time, completely by her own temperament, and she was easy to be a little maid every day.

Well, in fact, the days of being a maid are not easy, when Jiang Yan first entered Jiafu, because she didn't know anything, she just did some errands every day. Although the Rongqing Hall is large and there are many houses, there are also many maids and wives, so there is less work assigned to each person. Now that she has begun to learn from female popularity, she can also do simple work, and the big girl above has begun to assign tasks to her.

Drawing patterns, making uppers, sewing socks, etc., fortunately, her craftsmanship is not perfect, and these plain noodles are also simple to make, of course, these are for the maids, and Jia's mother still doesn't look down on their craftsmanship.

But doing these for a few months is also a little boring, embroidery can still change the pattern, stitching, improve their skills, this is always sewing socks can be what use, she is a minute to sew a pair, and can not rely on this to make a living in the future.

It's a pity that before she complained, she was taught a lesson by coral, this needlework is originally a thing that practice makes perfect, how can there be such a good thing if you don't practice more and want to go to the sky in one step! pressed her to continue sewing socks, and also added tasks to her!

was taught a lesson by a fifteen-year-old girl, Jiang Yan was also a little embarrassed, and made up her mind to continue to practice her craft. She is still a little impetuous, mainly her thoughts or the ideas of later generations, just clothes, who still buys fabrics and comes back to make shoes and socks by herself in modern times? And she didn't like the loose socks like a cloth bag in ancient times, so naturally she couldn't be interested.

In addition to working hard to do needlework, Jiang Yan has a recent thought, which is to recognize words. Although she knows traditional Chinese characters, she can't write, and she can't read for more than ten years to become illiterate in ancient times. And she can't rely on all kinds of notes for making tea and embroidery, she can't rely on memorization, every time she writes it down with burned carbon, and she has to look at it secretly, otherwise there is no way to explain how she reads. Although others may regard simplified Chinese characters as typos, they can be regarded as knowing words, which is inconsistent with the identity of her poor peasant family.

It would be much more convenient for her to be a maid next to the girl, and the girls could always follow the study when they went to school, which is like now that she is detained in the courtyard every day, the traditional Chinese characters will be Rongqing Hall, Rongxi Hall, and couplets.

She finally knew why it was so difficult to read in ancient times, there was not even a single thing with words in daily life, and there was no condition for self-study, so she could only stare at it every time she passed by the main hall, and then memorize it in her heart. Originally, I wanted to go out and buy a few books, but when I went out and entered the house, I had to check the package and my whole body, and it was impossible to carry it.

In the spring, when the grass and trees were luxuriant, Jiang Yan found a flower bush that could cover her body and squatted inside, drawing on the ground with a branch of a tree, and writing all the words she knew. Traditional Chinese characters are really troublesome, she is a person who knows the characters to remember strokes are difficult to remember, no wonder after the liberation to implement simplified characters, otherwise literacy does not know how many years to sweep it.

Fortunately, there are only two or three thousand commonly used words, and many of them are simple and complex, and she believes that one day she will finish learning.

After writing, Jiang Yan read the right one, picked up the branch and was about to sweep it away, when she suddenly heard a voice: "Where are you a maid, what are you writing?" ”

Jiang Yan raised her eyes, but Tanchun was looking here through the flowers, and she was holding a small basket made of willow branches with various flowers in it. It's just that the camellia she chose grows too well and attracts people.

She hurriedly turned out of the flowers and bowed, "Hello third girl, if you go back to the third girl, I am the old lady's twin in the house." ”

Tanchun looked up and down, and said with a smile: "I recognize you, you are serving under the porch of the main room." ”

"The three girls have a good memory."

Tanchun looked into the flowers again, "What were you just writing?" I vaguely saw a large piece of handwriting, wasn't he writing poetry? ”

"The girl laughed, I can't read, but I just scribble a few strokes." Jiang Yan subconsciously denied it, but after finishing speaking, she thought about it, wouldn't this be a rare opportunity, and continued, "I don't know if it's right to write it down by impression." ”

Tanchun handed the flower scissors to the book and walked into the flowers curiously, "You really haven't learned?" ”

I saw that a large number of words on the ground were written in Rongqing Hall, Rongxi Hall, the sun and moon on the seat, and the dark and dark smoke in front of the hall, etc., which were completely the content of the two plaques on the couplet, and even who did it in a certain year and month.

That's thirty or forty words, and it's not easy to memorize them just by impression if you are completely illiterate.

Jiang Yan cheekily said, "I haven't learned." I just thought the words were beautiful, so I tried to write them down. ”

"I didn't expect you to be a literate person, those words are really well written." Tanchun loves calligraphy the most, otherwise the maid would not have such a name. Seeing that Jiang Yan could appreciate the wonders of calligraphy even though she was illiterate, she couldn't help but have a good impression of her, so she asked her: "Since you want to learn calligraphy, why don't you go to the sisters in the house, it's better than learning it yourself." ”

Jiang Yan naturally knew that she could go to the big girls to learn, although they didn't know much, but it was enough to teach her. It's just that she feels that she has been promoted again, and she is learning tea and needlework, and it is too eye-catching to learn words again. And the literate maids in the Manfu are all the personal maids of the master, except for the girls, and she goes to learn words Isn't it obvious that she wants to climb up?

She just wants to be a little maid in peace, why cause unnecessary trouble.

But these can't be talked to Tanchun, Jiang Yan can only say: "My sisters are too busy, I'm afraid I'm too stupid to delay their time, just learn a few by myself." ”

Waiting for the book to answer: "There are many things in the old lady's house, where does Sister Jin have time to teach a little girl, I see that she has learned well by herself, it is better for the girl to pick two simple and easy-to-learn books for her to read by herself, and I will teach her two sentences when I have time." ”

Tanchun thinks about this, after all, this is the person in the old lady's house, and it is not easy to take care of herself, otherwise she can be taken to her own house.

She nodded, picked a few flowers at random, cut them out, and put them in Jiang Yan's hand, "This flower is enough, let's go back." ”

Tanchun picked out a three-character scripture and a thousand-character text, and took a copy of the calligraphy book she had when she first practiced calligraphy to her, Jiang Yan thanked her and withdrew.

Waiting for the book to send her out, he watched Jiang Yan stuff the book into her arms and glanced at her, "Count you vigilant, don't let people find out." You're not like us here, where any maid can read and write. ”

"Thank you, sister, I remember. I'll hide it when I get back. Thanks to my sister for helping me speak, I wouldn't have gotten these books for nothing. ”

Waiting for the book to wave his hand, "You don't have to thank me for this, I don't say that our girl will give it to you too." ”

Jiang Yan nodded again and again, "I must remember the girl's kindness." ”

She hurried back to the house, put away her books, picked up a needlework basket and went out into the yard to make needlework with people.

Xing'er saw her and asked strangely, "Didn't you go to the garden to play?" How did you come back so soon. ”

Jiang Yan picked up the unfinished upper and continued to sew, "I just met the third girl in the garden and helped her send flowers." I didn't bother to run back again, but I've already enjoyed it once. ”

Xing'er sighed for her, "You're really unlucky, why did you meet the third girl, it's rare to go out and play for a while." ”

Jiang Yan didn't answer, and said with a smile: "I originally planned to pick some frangipani flowers and weave them into small circles on the bun, what do you say?" ”

Although the little maidens are combing the simplest double buns, that is, two bags of buns, but the pursuit of beauty is still the same, and after hearing this, they immediately chattered about what flowers are more beautiful.

The matter of meeting the three girls was also put away.