If Qiao Er doesn't marry, the worldly rumors are too hurtful, and he is worried that Fang Dongqiao will not be able to bear it at that time, so no matter what, on the surface, she wants to marry, and let her mess around in private, who told him that he is reluctant to let her be wronged.

Fang Dongqiao listened to Fang Jingshu's words, and at first he didn't feel anything, but when he came back to it, he became more and more confused.

"Big brother, Qiao Er didn't hear your last sentence very clearly, can you tell Qiao Er again."

Did she have a problem with her ears, she always felt that the meaning was too amazing.

"Qiao'er, what is it in your head, you know all day long, what you shouldn't think and not say, you think about it all, you say everything."

Fang Jingshu raised his hand and knocked on Fang Dongqiao's head.

Fang Dongqiao's expression immediately became very weird, and when Fang Jingshu got up and walked out of the door, she was afraid of hitting her face hard.

Is she a demon barrier, she will distort the meaning of the eldest brother into that, the meaning of the eldest brother should be that if she marries someone in the future and is wronged, the eldest brother will definitely come forward to protect her, he should mean this.

But why was her head confused just now, she actually wanted to be crooked, and wanted to go to another layer.

Fang Dongqiao covered his face with both hands, his face was red and hot.

She's so embarrassed, she thinks of her big brother like this, she's so bad, so abnormal.

"Qiao'er, you don't go to wash up yet, time is running out, if you delay any longer, don't blame the big brother for punishing you twice when the time comes." Fang Jingshu's clear timbre passed through the door panel and reached the ears of Fang Dongqiao, who was covering his face and being ashamed.

"Got it, big brother, I'll go, I'll go right away, big brother, Jo'er will come to the study soon, soon."

Fang Dongqiao stood up suddenly, lifted the hem of his skirt and rushed out of the Bamboo Lotus Courtyard.

"Jo'er, don't run too fast, be careful of falling again."

Fang Jingshu saw Fang Dongqiao's reckless appearance, for fear that she would bump into it again like just now, and reminded Fang Dongqiao in a hurry.

"Big brother, Qiao'er knows, Qiao'er will be careful."

Fang Dongqiao's crisp and crisp timbre came from the wind, and in an instant, it dissipated.

Fang Jingshu was behind, standing in the wind, looking at Fang Dongqiao's back as if he was flying away like a butterfly, and finally shook his head helplessly and smiled.

This girl, in this life, I'm afraid she won't be able to change this kind of out-of-the-box character.

Turning around, Fang Jingshu went to the study, took out a wooden box from the bookcase, opened it, and inside the wooden box was a neatly stacked letter, each letter had Fang Dongqiao's name on it, one a month, and it had been insisted on for almost four years.

The envelopes looked new, and none of them had been opened.

Fang Jingshu thought that when Qiao Er came, he should also hand over all the letters of Gong Tianyu's kid to Qiao Er.

After Fang Dongqiao entered the study, Fang Jingshu handed her a wooden box.

"Big brother, what is this?"

"Brother Yu'er has written you all these years. Since you went to Xiaoyao Valley, Brother Yu couldn't communicate with you, so he had to write a letter every month and send it to Fang Zhai, and the eldest brother has kept it for you. ”

Is it a letter written by Gong Tianyu's little Zhengtai? One letter a month, my God, I've been persisting for almost four years, and even Fang Dongqiao feels that this resilience is too terrible.

Fang Dongqiao took the wooden box delivered by Fang Jingshu, and suddenly felt that the wooden box was a little heavy, too heavy, too heavy.

"Okay, don't be distracted thinking about other things now, come and write a few big words for the eldest brother to see, and see if you have made progress over the years." Fang Jingshu prepared a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and called Fang Dongqiao to go over, asking her to write a few big characters on the snow-white rice paper.

Fang Dongqiao hadn't practiced the so-called calligraphy for more than three years, and this shot naturally made Fang Jingshu frown.

Fang Jingshu looked at Fang Dongqiao's big character that did not progress but regressed, and his face turned cold.

"It seems that from the beginning of the day, this practice will have to add another hour."

"Big brother, don't be like this, if you add another hour, Qiao'er's hand will be broken. What's more, Joel has other things to do. Fang Dongqiao took Fang Jingshu's arm and blinked pitifully.

"Big brother, can you have a discussion, Qiao Er promises, I promise that I will practice big characters well, but can I not add it at this time, my mother's side, I said that Qiao Er has been missing three years, and I have to work harder, follow her to learn female popularity, and things in the kitchen, my mother said that I will also let Qiao Er learn to follow."

"Big brother, think about it, Qiao'er has so many things to be busy with all day long, if you practice big characters for so long and break Qiao'er's hands, how can Qiao'er still hold the embroidery needle and how can she hold the spoon."

"You have a lot of reasons." Fang Jingshu looked at Fang Dongqiao's pitiful appearance, but his face softened.

"That's what it is, big brother. How can you bear to watch Qiao'er be so miserable every day, and there is almost no time to rest. Big brother, can you be tolerant and change the big characters of two hours to one big character of the hour, okay? ”

Fang Dongqiao saw that Fang Jingshu's face had improved, and he hurriedly shook his arm and became coquettish.

"Na, na, na, okay, big brother, okay?"

"You are climbing up the pole, the eldest brother is just giving you three points of color, but you have opened a dyeing workshop for the eldest brother. Just based on your rotten hand, it's not bad that the eldest brother didn't add hours to you, but you still want to reduce the hours? ”

Fang Jingshu lectured Fang Dongqiao with a cold face, and asked her to look at the big characters she wrote by herself, whether she had the face to make this request.

Seeing that the request was rejected, Fang Dongqiao immediately let go of Fang Jingshu's arm, pursed his small mouth, crooked his neck, turned his face away, and sulked.

"Qiao'er, turn your face around, big brother, this is also for your own good, your calligraphy has been practiced like this, in the future, the piano, chess, and painting are three, what can you do?"

"Big brother, Qiao'er is just an ordinary person, why do you need to learn those beautiful things? It can't be eaten as food, it's just a vassal and elegant thing, where do people like Qiao Er have such idle time to ponder this, besides, even if they learn it, it's useless, and there is no need for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the crops. ”

Fang Dongqiao thought, dare to love his eldest brother wants to cultivate her into an ancient talent, so she doesn't want it.

"In the future, Qiao'er won't go to farming, Qiao'er won't become a peasant woman, these piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as poetry and songs, Qiao'er has to learn them one by one, as well as etiquette rules, female celebrity cooking, etc., what everyone needs to be beautiful, Qiao'er must also learn the same."

Fang Jingshu looked at Fang Dongqiao's bad words, he was anxious for her, if he really wanted Qiao'er to marry well in the future, Qiao'er had to learn all these talents necessary for everyone's girlfriends, so as to ensure that her husband and wife were harmonious after marriage, and would not make people laugh at her for being a rural village girl who didn't know anything.

"Now it's a top priority, Qiao'er has to practice big characters well, such a bad character, if others see it, it will be very embarrassing, you know?"

"Big brother, if you say that, Qiao'er's head is going to be big, Qiao'er don't learn this, Qiao'er doesn't want to be a talented girl."

Fang Dongqiao lowered his head, muttering in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

The eldest brother is really, she can't write with a brush, but in three years she has practiced a good hand of hard calligraphy, the feather is stained with ink to write, even the master and the old man have praised her for being smart, where is the eldest brother so bad, but the penmanship is different. She's also good at calligraphy, although it's a hard pen calligraphy, but it's also a kind of penmanship, isn't it?

Fang Jingshu sighed lightly when he saw Fang Dongqiao resisting like that.

"That's it, when you can practice your big characters to look at it, the eldest brother will reduce it by an hour for you."

"Big brother, guaranteed?" As soon as Fang Dongqiao heard that she could reduce the hours, she immediately leaned over her head and stretched out her little finger.

"Let's pull the hook, so that Qiao'er will believe in the eldest brother."

"Okay, as long as you can practice, big brother will reduce the hours."

Fang Jingshu had no choice but to coax her to practice big characters, he stretched out his little finger and pulled Fang Dongqiao's little finger.

Outside the door, Fang Xiayao came over with hot supplements, and happened to see Fang Jingshu and Fang Dongqiao pulling their fingers, bowing their heads and smiling secretly.

It turns out that the eldest brother also has such a naïve side.

Fang Jingshu saw that Fang Xia Yao saw this scene, and immediately raised his hand and coughed lightly a few times to hide his childish actions just now.

"Second sister, what are you doing?"

"Of course, my mother personally boiled the tonic for the two of you. This morning, my mother asked my father to catch the old hen, and after slaughtering it, she made old hen soup for Qiao Er and her eldest brother to make up for their bodies. ”

Fang Dongqiao watched Fang Xiayao open the lid of the sea bowl, the full of chicken soup and chicken, he felt very greasy, and he didn't have much appetite when he looked at it.

"Big brother, you work weekdays, you have to drink more chicken soup, my mother's intentions, big brother can't live up to it." Fang Dongqiao put a bowl of chicken soup and chicken in front of Fang Jingshu and handed over a small spoon diligently.

"Big brother, drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Isn't Jo'er drinking?" Fang Jingshu stirred the chicken soup in the bowl with a small spoon, scooped it up carefully, blew it, and looked at Fang Dongqiao with a smile.

"Come on, the eldest brother has already blown it, it won't burn Qiao'er, drink it, don't live up to the heart of your mother who cooks it herself." Fang Jingshu used Fang Dongqiao's words to block Fang Dongqiao's mouth.

Fang Dongqiao smiled, but he didn't open his mouth to drink.

"Big brother, I think it's better for you to drink first. As the saying goes, the eldest brother is like a father, and Qiao'er should be filial to the eldest brother, big brother, drink quickly. Or? It's okay for Jo'er to come and serve the eldest brother and drink. ”

In order not to drink this chicken soup tonic, Fang Dongqiao flatteringly took the small spoon in Fang Jingshu's hand, scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup and stuffed it into Fang Jingshu's mouth. "Big brother, open your mouth."